Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Christmas 2008





Just back from down south, had a lovely Christmas in Marlow where I stayed with my chum Daisy the springer spaniel, who took me for walks out on the hills. I had time to catch up on my reading (very important, the RAE), and take in the sights of Stratford and the fab new theatre building before those swans made me feel a tad unwelcome. I slept for ages when I got home - then I was sick (must have been the chocolates....)

Tuesday, 23 December 2008

Another Razzle!

It has come to my notice that there is another Razzle! Not of course a border terrier, but some black and white spotted affair, who apparently can work a camera and indeed is aspiring to be the next HMV dog. Can't quite see where the fun is in staring down a gramophone (whatever that is) all day - unless they are edible? If so, other Razzle, perhaps you could get in touch? Not that I mind having a canine chum in Razzle World, us Razzles have to stick together, and apparently other Razzle has been on holiday in Northumberland. He - or maybe he's a she - should have dropped in, we could have had a roll on the Moor together, licked a few bones, generally hung out. Personally, HMV aside, my aspirations are more food and cat orientated. I really upset my owners last night by disappearing to chase cats in the dark - well, they are always telling me how dull I am compared with the Amazing Former Patterdale Benson, so serve them right. They found me sat outside Asbo Archie's house (he's a smaller terrier chum of mine ) watching the traffic go by. Anyway, I'm told I'm going on holiday soon, to the lands of the south where marrow bones flow like milk and honey - I'll believe it when I eat it.

Thursday, 6 November 2008

Dog in a pub

We've just come back from a really wet walk - not like the last weekend when my owners took me over to the Lakes in the sunshine. I didn't think much of the walking - we went up a hill then came back down, what's the point of that? But I did like the pub in the evening with a big fire and lots of people offering me titbits. I liked it so much that the next evening I barked at another dog who came in, and the landlady gave me an asbo....... But I'd better let Lynn tell you about Cardiff, as she hasn't given me my evening carrot yet. Here she is.

Wednesday, 29 October 2008

Welcome

Hi, I'm Razzle the Dog. I'm a border terrier, about six years old (I'm not too sure as my owners found me in the local dog shelter). I go for walks on Newcastle's Town Moor with my mates from Gosforth and one of my owners, Lynn. She's an architectural historian and says she is going to join in the blog - rather than feeding me, no doubt.