Showing posts with label Picnic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Picnic. Show all posts

Sunday, 22 May 2011

A SQUIZ

Yoohoo everbloggie. How's about doing a Squiz for a change? That's a quiz by a Square dog. The photo will give you a clue to the right answer. Righty ho. Ready Steady? Let's go.

Question 1. Is this...


S. As pretty as a picture?
D. Lovely.But look better with a dog in it?
E. A peaceful place to wig your wagger?

Question 2. Am I....


S.Putting my best paw forward?
D.Plotting my next Eric Dastardly Deed?
E.Looking blooming handsome?

Question 3. Me again. Am I?


S. Stopping to smell the flowers?
D. Getting a dogalicious whiff of sausage rolls from a backpackers bag?
E. Listening to them bluebells ring-a-dinging?

Question 4. What happened next. Did I ....


S. Practice my sprint start for the 2012 Olympics?
D. Run like the clappers towards those sausage rolls?
E. Show both Squares my clean pair of heels?

Question 4. Later. I'm barking at Daddy Square. Was I ..


S. Asking for brown sauce to go with my sausage rolls?
D. Begging not to be put back on my lead?
E. Asking what was for puddin'?

Question 5. This is a difficult one. After being walked on my lead in the opposite direction for at least fifteen minutes. And a loooong distance away from the backpackers bag. I was let off my lead. Guess what?


S.The Squares reflect on what a lovely peaceful walkies we were all having?
D.I was nowhere to be seen as I legged it straight back for a second helping of sausage roll?
E.I took time to enjoy this smashing view?

Question 6. Heheeheee!! Am I laughing.....


S. Because Daddy Square fell headlong over skinning his knees as he tried to catch me and shouted out plenty of naughty naughty bad boy words?
D. Because I'm a right little rascal?
E. Both of the above?

Daddy Square remarked he hasn't skinned his knees like that since he was 10 and wondered if the backpacker ever had a sense of humour.

Question 7. But what was this bad boy thinking as I was hooked on my lead for the rest of the walk.....


S. I can win the Olympics 100yd dash easy peasy if there's food at the end of the track.
D. Lookie! My butt is half the size of a certain flakie Lakie's?
E. Put your mincies on me! I should win "Rear of the Year" eh?

Saturday, 1 May 2010

THE END OF THE TALE

Hey everybloggie! Remember I dipped my boatrace in that mud and ash puddle the other day? Gave myself a Mash spa?



Couple of minutes later I did something.Else. HAAAAAA!!!Very. Very. Naughty. Apres Spa. The leggeds had snapped me back on my lead sharpish. Seen a family picnic taking place up ahead. Anyways. Opposite the picnic bench there's a large pond. I ignored them leggeds munching on lunch.Totally. Pulled Daddy Square to the pond. Don't do water. Ever. But that Mash was dripping down, time for a wash and brush up. Some safe minutes later, the squares let off my lead. Heheee!!! Know what's coming don't you? Yep. Did my Eric Dash Back. Sorry. Don't have a photo. But believe me. I was off like a rocket. Like this. . .



When I was playing in the bluebell woods this week. (Only gave myself a Mash pawdicure that day.)



OOOOOOO. You've got to take a looksee.



Be better if you bigify this one. Blue as far as your peepers go. Though the bluebells weren't quite full on ding-a-linging. Almost though. I'll show you when they are. Pretty eh?

Where was I? Oh yeah. Running. With Squares in hot pursuit. Saw me put paws up on the bench by the little legged. Do my WET ERIC GRAB N DASH.... HAAAAAAA!!!!! Bloggies. A point to ponder on. Isn't it amazing how my four little leggeds can out run two pairs of much longer leggeds? Daddy Square arrived to watch me gulp down the last morsel of a whole tuna sandwich wrapped in kitchen paper. Ate that and all. Tasty. Mom grovelled apologies to picnic Mom and son. Daddy Square even took me back (shucks -on my lead) to apologise. Course. I didn't. Told 'em to add some mayo to their tuna sandwiches next time. Couple of slices of cucumber too. I like 'em better that way.