Hot, hot, hot!

Hi everyone

It's been really hot today - 41 degrees! (that's 106 fahrenheit, for those of you in the middle of winter!)

We went for a very quick early-morning walk, when it was only 30 (86) degrees, then our human decided to take us to the beach in the afternoon at low tide (that's when there's lots of lovely sand to run on, and lots of little channels of water to splash in).

She took us in the car - even though the beach is only a 5 min walk away (well, 15 mins if Trixie decides to sniff everything on the way). She decided that, because Trixie is still a puppy, and she's a bit hairy at the moment, and coz her hair is a heat-attracting black, we'd be better off being a bit air-conditioned on the way there. (It takes about 5 mins to drive there, because the car won't fit in the walkway over the railway track that we use when we're on foot.)

Once we got there, there was no wind! Then there was lots and lots of wind, and it was all hot, hot, hot! And our human decided that if it was so hot that we shouldn't walk 10 mins to the beach, then probably we shouldn't have come at all. So she said we'd only stay a little while.

We didn't care, once we got into the water, it was deliciously cool, and we did lots of wading and swimming.

Trixie is a superb swimmer, even though she only learned how to do it yesterday. Our human calls her Tresther Williams.

Look how lovely and clear the water is!

We frolicked.

This is officially a dog beach - the human-only-no-dogs beach is a kilometre or so away.

Some humans come here without dogs (but with chairs).

Some humans come with giant bags full of treats and generously leave them on the beach for certain pups (called Sasha) who might come along and shove their schnozzes in to see what they can find, and who then might scamper off down the beach so their humans can't catch them before they eat the treats they stole availed themselves of.

Other humans leave their shoes and shirts on the beach for certain other pups (also called Sasha) to mark their territory on.

For some reason, right after that, our human decided it was time for us to go home.

That's ok - we know we're going back tomorrow (and it'll be a lot cooler, too, so we can stay for longer)!

Wranglers of the lost bathmat

We've had a "situation" in the house... look, do you see?

Perhaps these next few pictures will better illustrate the problem:

That's right - the bathmat keeps escaping! - did you see how it was getting into the back yard through the dog door?

Sometimes it goes into the lounge room and tries to steal our toys!

So we've been doing some bathmat wrangling!

Here's Trixie catching it just before it sneaks out the back.

This time it made it as far as the yard.

Here's the time we caught it in the lounge room... just as it was about to make off with squeaky chicken...

Trixie soon showed it what's what! Hey, you sneaky bathmat, that's our squeaky chicken! (even if it doesn't really squeak any more - still ours!)

Finally, we trained it properly... though sometimes we have to it on it to remind it where it belongs.

But then guess what happened... our human bought a new bathmat!

(Sigh) A puppy's work is never done.

Barky New Year!

Hi everyone

We want to wish everyone a Barky New Year!

Our human's staying home with us tonight, to make sure Trixie learns to not freak out about the fireworks. But we went to the beach today for the first time in ages so we're both very, very tired, and have only been half-heartedly wuffling at the firecrackers going off in the street, and mainly just sleeping through them.

It's been ages since we've been to the beach, because we had to wait for Trixie to get her stitches out. It all started when our human said she was giving Trixie a spade for Xmas, which we thought was a bit weird, because Trixie's already very talented at digging with her own giant little paws.

And then our human didn't actually give her a spade. But that could be because Trixie went to the vet and came home with an owie and stitches on her tummy, and then we both had to keep quiet for forever!

So we didn't do much walking at first, and then only short walks. And we both had so much energy we just did lots and lots of barking - especially at all the unauthorised activity happening outside in the street.

But Trixie got her stitches out today and she's all better, and now we're exhausted after a long, long run on the beach.

And our human says now we don't have to worry about Trixie becoming mature on our road-trip at the end of January. Though, to be honest, we don't think there's much chance of anyone being mature on that trip - we're going with our friends Penny and Reyna - four Schnauzers in the back seat! But that's not until next year, and we'll have plenty of time to tell you about that when it happens.

Right now we want to tell you about our New Year's resolutions.

Firstly, because we need more balance in our lives, Trixie will spend more time doing doga...

... and Sasha will spend more time contemplating the universe...

And we promise to share our things!

Barky New Year, everyone!