A de-poodled photo

Babette and I had a Poodle discussion about out blog and we thought that it might be nice to post subject matter other than us which we have done in the past but it's been a while and so here we go it's a picture of Tabby and she is a bit sleepy and irritated at being photographed!

Mia

1,2,3,4. Who can that be at the door?

Mia is always the first to run to the front door. She is a very good guard dog and ferocious for a small Standard Poodle. She does tend to get a fright at the funniest things though - things like sticks and bits of stuff on the beach.

Charlie the Worsie will go 'wuuuu, wuuuuu, wuuuu' from wherever he is, being too old to sprint everywhere. We don't call him F.A.T, but he leans more towards the plus size of his kind, if you understand what this Poodle is telling you....

I tend to look in at the commotion with interest, being more reserved and ladylike than my tomboy sister. Every now and then I do get all barky and excited but then, I can tell the false alarms from the real visitors.

Tabby is the quietest of the four of us. She is not a very good guard cat and will not bark when people arrive or cars drive past. She seems to think that she can stare whatever it is into submission and doesn't understand the joy of barking at all. Cats are funny things really.

Babette

A bit of grass won't hurt anyone

The humans were like "let's give them some grass"; and we were like "that's way cool, thanks dudes".

In keeping with the whole like 'green-eco' theme, this is grown from Daisy the cockatiels' left-over seeds. Recycle and re-use, man. Yeah.

Babette, Mia, Charlie and Tabby are all using grass

Snuggle weather

Winter is beginning to make it's presence felt in Cape Town. What better way to hide from the wind and rain than sleeping on Mia's bed in Ouma's room? It's funny cos in this photo Mia looks like me - only the trained eye can spot the difference (I'm in the background sleeping on top of my sister's pink blanket).

We kept each other company during the day while everyone was out. In the afternoon we went for our daily beach walk. It was chilly and blustery out there and Mia and I were only too happy to get back home and chase each other and Tabby round the lounge. That poor three legged kitty cat. Mia does love to tease her so!