Poodle rant! Blaf blaf blaf!!!!

It seems to be a new thing, but Babette and I are being semi-attacked by other dogs. This is a whole new thing to us as we're quite docile and just want to be friends with almost everyone and everything. OK, Babette goes crazy when she sees small humans running around and making a noise and I want to bark at everything that moves, but I digress.

On our beach walk today (where I found a dead seal) a boy dog ran up to Babette and I, all snarling and ferocious looking. His human parents had him off leash and they were a way behind him. He tried to sniff Babette and then went for her tail. Of course, she was on the defensive and I took the opportunity to bark and leap at him. Thank goodness our walking human keeps us on leash or I would have had the stupid mongrel!

The other dog's human father eventually caught up and apologised as did the human mother when we walked past her. Our walking human was a touch irritated and ignored both the other humans.

As a Poodle, what I have to say on this subject is that dead seals look like dogs with no legs and smell funny.

Mia

Strawberry cream forever!

Well, what a lucky girl I am! My human dad made me a bowl of fresh strawberries and cream. The cream was really Mascarpone cheese which is (especially to a Poodle) the King of Creams.

Back to my story.

So, dad stood there cleaning and halving the strawberries, added the cream and mashed things up a little bit, then put the bowl on the side table and left the room to go work on his computer thing (similar to the one I write my blog on). I was so looking forward to my strawberries and cream that I didn't bother waiting for him to come back into the room and just helped myself! Lekker!

Dad came back - I think he heard the bowl moving around on the table - and stood in the doorway and watched me, then quietly took the bowl away from me and put the strawberries and cream on top of my kibble. Attached photograph as proof that I get spoiled rotten on a Sunday!

Poodlecam: on the beach

This is what a beach walk looks like from Babette's view point. The sand is looking particularly lovely in this shot.

Spring time flowers

Spring is officially here, although with the mild winter we had many of the wild flowers have been out for a while. Here is a large patch of Osteospermum that I have to pass on my beach walks in Melkbosstrand. I call this colour Poodle white.

Check out the C.A.T

See if you spot the Poodle (me) spotting a C.A.T. I really don't know why the humans refer to these creatures as C.A.T. We all know they're called Huff Wuff's, don't we?

Babette

Is this a wind up toy?

This is my sister Babette on her walk this Tuesday (before we had our fur shaved off yesterday). She often comes across this little thing on her morning walks. I haven't had the pleasure of meeting one of these and I think it looks like a nice toy to play with. I see in this photo that Babette is doing her full-on 'play with me' routine - so it must be a toy that moves!

Mia

Shorn; like a sheep

We were dropped at the parlour yesterday and were there for 7 hours! What's up with the parlour and these long sessions? Anyway, the humans were a bit taken aback when we came out looking this this, my human mom especially... It seems our leg fur was a bit matted and so the best course of action was to shave it off.

You can see our skinny leggies. And check out my sparkly eyes! And check my puffy ears!

The walking human seems to think this hairdo is better for beach walks, especially with the warmer weather coming and our tendency to dash into the sea. Winter isn't quite over so we'll need to curl into tight Poodle sleeping balls for a week or so.

Mia

Are these long beaked chickens?

I found three of these on my morning weepoo walk today. I'm not normally very observant on my walks but these huge chicken things make a dreadful racket and are big enough to notice, even for an unobservant Poodle!

My human calls them a 'Hadeda'. I think my sister Mia would love to chase one of these.

Wintertime Lovin'

My sister and I have got that whole 'nuns in a convent' synchronised lady issues going on. Mia has suddenly discovered she can WOW boy doggies and here's a photo of Charlie the Worsie going gaga over the stunning French Poodle in his household. You can just spot my nose in the background as I check out the other two.

All I can say is that at the moment, our daily walks are a smorgasbord of lovely smells everywhere. All we seem to be able to pick up is boy doggies.

The broken plastic talking thingy

On Tuesday this week, there was a 'mishap' on our regular afternoon walk. As usual, Mia and I were trying to get the beach as quickly as possible; we are always so excited to be on a walk. As we approached the beach, our walking human twisted his paw on a rock in the sand and fell. I think we managed to drag him in the sand for a bit - kind of like our cousins the Husky dogs do in that funny white stuff.

The walking human then found that the little plastic talking thingy that is kept in a pocket was broken. He wasn't very happy. Mia and I stood there and looked at him with our Poodle faces, wondering why our beach walk had come to a sudden stop. The human was testing his paw to see if he could walk on it. Luckily for us, the paw was ok and we had a slow walk on the beach and back home.

What do those plastic talking things do anyway? I just know the walking human said something about not being able to take good quality photos or videos with the thingy goes away for a bit.