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July 08, 2009

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Oliver: I was born in Queensland, where it is always nice and warm and not cold like it is down here in Victoria. When I was 8 weeks old, I flew down on a plane all by myself.
Here is me at the airport.
Yes it is a cat carrier. At least I had my elephant.

Oliver 1st day

July 07, 2009

Whatchu lookin' at, Willis?

Oliver: Is it my skinny legs?

Oliver what u lookin at?

July 01, 2009

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Oliver: Sometimes, when I'm lucky, I get the almost empty yoghurt pots. I clean them out so well you'd never know they ever had yoghurt in them.

Cleaning the bottom is the trickiest bit.

Yoghurt yum

June 29, 2009

Winter haircuts

Bertie: I hate haircuts in winter. I'm all shivery.

Oliver: At least your legs have some fur left on them.

Bertie: That's what happens when you get matted fur. Some of those matts were the size of your head.

Oliver: But now everyone is calling me skinny legs.

Bertie: It's just your imagination, skinny legs. No one is calling you that.

Oliver: I'm going to lie close to the fire. And I'm not going to share.

Bertie: Don't roast yourself too much, skinny legs.

Oliver skinny legs

June 24, 2009

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Give us cottage cheese and your shoes will remain unharmed.

Cottage cheese  

June 23, 2009

Who needs sleep?

Bertie: I'm slee-ee-py...

Oliver: Well, you shouldn't have kept us up all night, should you?

Bertie: I couldn't help it. I had insomnia.

Oliver: What does that mean - oh wait, does that mean you have to keep everyone in the house awake all hours of the night with your prowling and your woofing?

Bertie: It means it's not my fault that I did that.

Oliver: Hmm. I'm suspicious that this insomnia thing is a bit of a cop out.

Bertie: Well, nuts to you.

Oliver: And then, not only did you keep me awake, you got extra special snuggles and I had to sleep on my own at the end of the bed.

Bertie: heh heh. yep, I won. Special snuggles and my insomnia went. And I softly snored the rest of the night away.

Oliver: Snoring which also kept me up.

Bertie: The alarm went off way to early.

Oliver: (glare) For everyone.

June 17, 2009

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Bertie: Grass, a recently emptied flower pot and sunbeams. What more could a puppy want?

Bertie pot plant

June 15, 2009

finding our zen

Bertie: I like to have a well rounded exercise routine. Sleeping, eating, ambling around the block...

Oliver: I mainly focus on the eating. With napping to mix it up a bit.

Bertie: But I want to do something to quiet the yapping inside and become more centred. So I thought about yoga.

Oliver: I excel at downward dog. I think it was named after me, in fact.

Bertie: You know, somehow I don't see you as the zen type. Just a feeling really. Can't put my finger in it...

Oliver: I like sitting on the yoga mat. It's squishy.

Yoga puppies



June 10, 2009

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Bertie: Sometimes Oliver...sees things. That may not be there. You know what I'm talking about.

Oliver: I don't. What do you mean? Hang on, can't talk, thought I saw something...

What's he looking at?

June 08, 2009

Slacker bloggers

Bertie: You've been so slack blogging lately.

Oliver: Me! It's not my job to do the blogging.

Bertie: Well, you say the most. And you butt in all the-

Oliver: I do not!

Bertie: Talk to the paw, ooo-kaaay?

Oliver: It wasn't me that dropped the blogging ball. It was my deputy. I put him in charge and he didn't step up to the doggy food bowl.

Bertie: You outsourced? So who is this guest blogger extraordinaire?

Oliver: Pink Pig.

Pink pig

Bertie: He doesn't look too pink. Are you sure he isn't Was Once Pink But Now Grey Pig?

Oliver: Don't be rude. It's Pink Pig. He's my favourite friend who is always there for me.

Bertie: Except when you ask him to blog for you.

Oliver: Hey, that's right! I am going to *so* snub him. Starting now.

Pink pig & O