Monday, 21 December 2009
Don't Believe Your Eyes
- by Chips
Although it may look like it, that is NOT the cat's bowl under my bottom. It is... um... it's a... um... yellow.... um... not cat bowl, which I did not steal from the desk and take to my bed to clean.
Although it may look like it, that is NOT the cat's bowl under my bottom. It is... um... it's a... um... yellow.... um... not cat bowl, which I did not steal from the desk and take to my bed to clean.
Labels: chips 2009, eaten 2009
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Snowy Adventure
-by Carlsberg
but the humans made more of a meal of it...
B1B2 and her dog, B2, had a quick cup of tea at the cafe...
Then everyone set off to the pinetum. The dogs usually go pretty wild there. They must be communing with the spirit world. You can see Beanz heading off to frolic...
They went to their special tree...
...before heading off in the blizzard, singing Christmas songs.
When they got home, Beanz went for a lie down in the garden...
... and I pounced on everything that moved. You will notice that photos of Chips are severely lacking by this point. She was in her warm bed...
...and now my favourite photo, in which I am bigger than Beanz!
Today, the humans (TJam, Nerospal and B1B2) and dogs went for a walk in the snow. TJam fell over twice in the first 5 minutes. The dogs were pretty sure footed...
but the humans made more of a meal of it...
B1B2 and her dog, B2, had a quick cup of tea at the cafe...
Then everyone set off to the pinetum. The dogs usually go pretty wild there. They must be communing with the spirit world. You can see Beanz heading off to frolic...
They went to their special tree...
...before heading off in the blizzard, singing Christmas songs.
When they got home, Beanz went for a lie down in the garden...
... and I pounced on everything that moved. You will notice that photos of Chips are severely lacking by this point. She was in her warm bed...
...and now my favourite photo, in which I am bigger than Beanz!
Labels: b1b2, beanz, carlsberg 2009, chips 2009, nerospal, snow
Saturday, 19 December 2009
Mystery Tracks
There have been some mysterious tracks in our lovely new snow...
...was it a triangular footed bird? rabbit? deer?...
...was it a triangular footed bird? rabbit? deer?...
... and it turned out it was the tracks of my tongue as I licked up the snow!
Yum yum
Labels: chips 2009, snow
Sunday, 22 November 2009
Bed Saga Continues
This bed business has not been much fun. Since Carlsberg got ideas above her station, Beanz and I have had to sleep on the floor while she gets the best bed in the house.
But then I developed a cunning plan. So cunning that in the words of Black Adder, you could put a tail on it and call it a fox. Only I call it, "Mission Bunkbed"
I thought Mission Bunkbed was win-win until I felt the evil eye. Foiled!
I will have to start work on plan B.Labels: beds, carlsberg 2009, chips 2009
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Baby Chilled
We were recently invited to a very special occasion. It was Baby Chilled (that's his spy name) welcome and naming ceremony. We drove miles to the middle of nowhere.
We were welcomed by Baby Chilled and his mummy and uncle.
Tjam said she would put up the tent. Chips thought she was being helpful, lying on the tent. TJam didn't think that helped very much at all.
Eventually, she got it sorted and I loved the view: sheep! everywhere! I liked to bark at the sheep every now and again when no one was expecting it. It made them jump.
Of course, our tent did not look as cool as our neighbours'. They are professionals and their tent had a proper bed, magic carpet and heater. In fact, I would have gone in there, but for the fact I was tethered to our van.
Anyway, we had the welcome ceremony. The humans said it was beautiful. I was a bit nervous of the popping champagne, but I held it together. Just. That is one lucky baby, I can tell you.
Then, everyone chilled. TJam took us up onto the moors. It was so fab.
In the evening, we had a barbeque. TJam was so proud of us.
Well, she was until I stole a cumberland sausage off an unattended plate. By that time though, she had chilled out herself so I did not get told off too much.
At night, the humans made wishes for the baby and then sent lanterns up into the sky. This is Mummy and Daddy Chilled's lantern, with their wishes for Baby Chilled.
The next day, TJam got up early and we climbed right to the top of the hill. TJam fell into a bog up to her knees. Her life flashed before her eyes but she managed to get out and with both wellies to boot. She had to spend the rest of the morning in her pyjama bottoms though.
Here is the view from the top of the hill. It was a bit cloudy so you can't see much, but the house we were staying at is down there somewhere. It might be that whitish thing that my left ear is pointing at.
Then we came down for breakfast. A little girl fell over in a puddle but she was very laid back about it. She is a professional festival goer I expect.
Sadly, we had to come home. When TJam unpacked, what a lovely surprise! Kathryn (that is not her spy name but we don't know her quirks well enough yet to give her one) had packed us a spare cumberland sausage since we apparently love them so much. No need to steal this one. It was freely given.
Thank you Mummy, Daddy and Baby Chilled for a great weekend!
We were welcomed by Baby Chilled and his mummy and uncle.
Tjam said she would put up the tent. Chips thought she was being helpful, lying on the tent. TJam didn't think that helped very much at all.
Eventually, she got it sorted and I loved the view: sheep! everywhere! I liked to bark at the sheep every now and again when no one was expecting it. It made them jump.
Of course, our tent did not look as cool as our neighbours'. They are professionals and their tent had a proper bed, magic carpet and heater. In fact, I would have gone in there, but for the fact I was tethered to our van.
Anyway, we had the welcome ceremony. The humans said it was beautiful. I was a bit nervous of the popping champagne, but I held it together. Just. That is one lucky baby, I can tell you.
Then, everyone chilled. TJam took us up onto the moors. It was so fab.
In the evening, we had a barbeque. TJam was so proud of us.Well, she was until I stole a cumberland sausage off an unattended plate. By that time though, she had chilled out herself so I did not get told off too much.
At night, the humans made wishes for the baby and then sent lanterns up into the sky. This is Mummy and Daddy Chilled's lantern, with their wishes for Baby Chilled.
The next day, TJam got up early and we climbed right to the top of the hill. TJam fell into a bog up to her knees. Her life flashed before her eyes but she managed to get out and with both wellies to boot. She had to spend the rest of the morning in her pyjama bottoms though.
Here is the view from the top of the hill. It was a bit cloudy so you can't see much, but the house we were staying at is down there somewhere. It might be that whitish thing that my left ear is pointing at.
Then we came down for breakfast. A little girl fell over in a puddle but she was very laid back about it. She is a professional festival goer I expect.
Sadly, we had to come home. When TJam unpacked, what a lovely surprise! Kathryn (that is not her spy name but we don't know her quirks well enough yet to give her one) had packed us a spare cumberland sausage since we apparently love them so much. No need to steal this one. It was freely given.
Thank you Mummy, Daddy and Baby Chilled for a great weekend!
Labels: baby chilled, bbq, beanz, camping, chips 2009, eaten 2009, tent
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Art Nouveau
Chips and I didn't go for the plane concrete floor of our new porch. Nope, we made our own design. TJam wanted to join us in the fun, but she is so socially conditioned that she didn't dare. What kind of upbringing must she have had?!
About 2 hours later, and with encouragement from here facebook friends, TJam built up enough courage to add her handprint. By that time it had started to harden so she had to stand on her own hand to make any kind of impression at all.
The only one who didn't join in the fun is Carlsberg. She is not allowed in the porch area til the windows are in so her pawprints will not be preserved for prosterity. She doesn't care.
About 2 hours later, and with encouragement from here facebook friends, TJam built up enough courage to add her handprint. By that time it had started to harden so she had to stand on her own hand to make any kind of impression at all.
The only one who didn't join in the fun is Carlsberg. She is not allowed in the porch area til the windows are in so her pawprints will not be preserved for prosterity. She doesn't care.
Labels: beanz, cement, chips 2009, pawprints, porch, tjam
Wednesday, 29 July 2009
Party
What's this? We can't get in our travel cage? Balloons?
It can only mean one thing. TJam's nan's birthday party. TJam's mum was going mad trying to think of a decent cake decoration. Then, at the 11th hour, she had inspiration and look what she pulled out of the bag. She actually MADE this. Everyone was impressed. (I did not lick this one...)
Once the balloons were delivered, TJam came back to pick me and Beanz up and we went to the party. We were not allowed in the food tent.
But we did have an ally in crime. Cousin Xaja ate a few cherries and came and stroked us. He tasted lovely.
It can only mean one thing. TJam's nan's birthday party. TJam's mum was going mad trying to think of a decent cake decoration. Then, at the 11th hour, she had inspiration and look what she pulled out of the bag. She actually MADE this. Everyone was impressed. (I did not lick this one...)
Once the balloons were delivered, TJam came back to pick me and Beanz up and we went to the party. We were not allowed in the food tent.
But we did have an ally in crime. Cousin Xaja ate a few cherries and came and stroked us. He tasted lovely.
Labels: beanz, chips 2009, xaja
Monday, 27 July 2009
Reinstated
Homemade 70s style trifle ............................................£5
Carboard box for transporting trifle to
nan's 90th birthday party............................................. £ free from supermarket
Lifting cover, licking trifle and
regaining Champion's title for eating things................ priceless
(PS don't tell the guests. I was caught in time, My lick was removed and angel delight smoothed over, bowl wiped etc etc)
Labels: chips 2009, eaten 2009
Saturday, 25 July 2009
Competition
- by ChipsIt seems my campaign for the Eating Things Champion title is not as clear cut as I first thought. Cousin Xaja is pictured here in his bid entitled "I ate the mouldy pitta bread for the birds off the lawn because mummy didn't hurry up with my porridge."
I'm going to have to put my thinking cap on to top that...
Labels: chips 2009, eaten 2009, xaja
Tuesday, 21 July 2009
Home Alone 2
Trust Beanz to publish a really boring video of me doing a little bit of counter-surfing.
I am much prouder of my achievement in this film. More ingenuity and dare devilling. I did not use a stunt double. It made my carrot all the more delicious.
Yum yum
I am much prouder of my achievement in this film. More ingenuity and dare devilling. I did not use a stunt double. It made my carrot all the more delicious.
Yum yum
Labels: chips 2009, eaten 2009
Sunday, 12 July 2009
Berries and Walks
There wasn't much time for reporting last week. Chips has spent most of her time nipping out to see if the raspberries are ready. She got lucky a few time. There are no ripe ones below her head height.
If it wasn't raspberries, it was windberries. Or wimberries. Not sure what they are called but they are delicious and just the right height for us to eat.
My week didn't start off to well. I cut my foot and had a bit of a fit. I am fighting fit now though. In the good sense of the word.
By Wednesday, I was grand and we met our friend Nursie. We stayed out til 10pm walking. The humans were chatting and chatting and we chased squirrels and sniffed about. It was fab.
Then on Saturday, we went to the cafe and Chips sneaked up onto the bench to show Nerospal some proper happy birthday appreciation. That dog uses a cute face to get away with murder.
If it wasn't raspberries, it was windberries. Or wimberries. Not sure what they are called but they are delicious and just the right height for us to eat.
My week didn't start off to well. I cut my foot and had a bit of a fit. I am fighting fit now though. In the good sense of the word.
By Wednesday, I was grand and we met our friend Nursie. We stayed out til 10pm walking. The humans were chatting and chatting and we chased squirrels and sniffed about. It was fab.
Then on Saturday, we went to the cafe and Chips sneaked up onto the bench to show Nerospal some proper happy birthday appreciation. That dog uses a cute face to get away with murder.
Labels: beanz, chips 2009, nerospal and jo to the rescue
Thursday, 2 July 2009
Lunch Time Capers
-by Carlsberg the Hungry
When TJam called home for lunch today, she was rightly suspicious of this tail wagging dog that did not venture out of her box to run to the lunch bucket. It could only mean one thing...
Yes, that in the kitchen, there awaited a chilling (but not that uncommon) sight, of a half eaten bag of animal food on the floor. Problem is, it was MY FOOD!
Beanz had been loyal to her feline friend, and judging by the size of her belly, had not eaten much, if any. Chips's belly region and general posture of malaise told a different story of her part in the caper...
Not one to bear a grudge, I calmed myself from the thought of dogs stealing and eating MY FOOD with a little yoga posture I invented myself. I call it reclined triangle with dog and cat. It promotes harmony. And good digestion.
Labels: carlsberg 2009, chips 2009, eaten 2009
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Getting Professional
It's been a good couple of days for a professional bin raider. First TJam washed a punnet of cherry tomotoes and forgot to take them off the draining board before she went to work. When she came home, all she saw was this:
One little devil had rolled away from me and I'd missed it behind our water bowl. She put it in the compost heap. Sour grapes I say. She just wailed, "It'll never be clean again!" What a wimp. It was a vain quest for cleanliness that got her into this mess in the first place.
That was the day before yesterday. Did you know, tomatoes make you wee. In the house. You just can't help it. (I haven't googled tomatoes, kidneys or poison because we just don't want to know).Then today, TJam came home from work, all pleased with herself that I had just taken an empty frozen pea wrapper that was in the "pre-bin" area. She gloated that there was nothing in it.
Then she gave me my tea.
Then she found a couple of mystery crumbs.
It was too late, she had already given me my tea.
I was full of tea, plus 7 moulding garlic and corriander wraps.
Here is my Chips-eye view of my handywork. See? I reached that bag all the way up there!
And here is a closeup for all appreciators of fine artistic interpretation.
It's gonna be a good weekend...Labels: binraiding, chips 2009, eaten 2009
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
Ta Da!
I am Beanz the wonder dog. Hear me roar. (or see me bark). Less that 72 hours since my life was hanging by a thread (ok, I'm exagerating for dramatic effect, I had a bit of a poorly leg, but go with it...) I am back and fine. Not even limping. Not even any more painkillers. Fine, tra la la, hoppity skippity fine :)
Here I am barking at nothing in particular during my non-walk. We are going to do on lead proper walking tomorrow. Yay. We are all going stir crazy round here.
And here is a photo of Chips, because pictures of her seem to be sorely lacking recently and because TJam says Chips she is the more photogenic of us two. It's just that my sparkling personality is not done justice in the photographic medium.
And thank you to Nern and family and Bryean and family for enquiring into my wellbeing :)
And Chips, you owe me for diverting blogging attention away from that bonio box you chewed up all over the kitchen floor. We have a visitor on Friday and now she will be greeted by chewed up carboard...
Here I am barking at nothing in particular during my non-walk. We are going to do on lead proper walking tomorrow. Yay. We are all going stir crazy round here.
And here is a photo of Chips, because pictures of her seem to be sorely lacking recently and because TJam says Chips she is the more photogenic of us two. It's just that my sparkling personality is not done justice in the photographic medium.
And thank you to Nern and family and Bryean and family for enquiring into my wellbeing :)
And Chips, you owe me for diverting blogging attention away from that bonio box you chewed up all over the kitchen floor. We have a visitor on Friday and now she will be greeted by chewed up carboard...
Labels: beanz, chips 2009, leg
Monday, 1 June 2009
Sticks
While Beanz is out of action, I am going to reminisce about our stick games.
I know stick games are not to be encouraged because of risk of injury. True, TJam does not throw them for us, since her old dog once ran onto a stick that had landed like a javelin (say no more).
However, sometimes life just puts a stick there as a gift for you and it would be rude not to accept it, wrestle over it and run along trying to pull it off each other before claiming the stick and reasserting my position of top dog over Beanz.
Ah, happy days.
Hurry up and get your leg better Beanz.
I know stick games are not to be encouraged because of risk of injury. True, TJam does not throw them for us, since her old dog once ran onto a stick that had landed like a javelin (say no more).
However, sometimes life just puts a stick there as a gift for you and it would be rude not to accept it, wrestle over it and run along trying to pull it off each other before claiming the stick and reasserting my position of top dog over Beanz.
Ah, happy days.
Hurry up and get your leg better Beanz.
Labels: beanz, chips 2009, games, play, reminscing, stick
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Winnie the Poo?
This weekend, TJam and the dogs went down to London town to visit the family, and they deserted me here at the homestead. I actually lounged around all day, sunbathed and ate my food in peace, but I purred and chirped when they came home so they felt suitably guilty.
On Saturday, they all went to the place where Winnie the Poo lives. They went with Piglet and Puppy (that's their spy names) and their parents. They didn't actually see Winnie, but TJam did think she saw a flash of yellow in the bushes, so who knows...
They also saw a herd of young and frisky cows (or maybe bulls as they had horns) but they managed to keep out of the way and safe.
It was lovely and sunny and at the end they all posed for a photo.
On Saturday, they all went to the place where Winnie the Poo lives. They went with Piglet and Puppy (that's their spy names) and their parents. They didn't actually see Winnie, but TJam did think she saw a flash of yellow in the bushes, so who knows...
They also saw a herd of young and frisky cows (or maybe bulls as they had horns) but they managed to keep out of the way and safe.
It was lovely and sunny and at the end they all posed for a photo.
Labels: beanz, chips 2009, winnie the poo
Sunday, 17 May 2009
Beach Babes
Last week we all went for a little trip to the beach. It didn't start all that well for TJam as she is captured here tripping down a little hole. Great timing with the camera Bamgee!
When we got onto the beach, TJam tried to engage me in sand digging games...
... but I had a hankering for a little more canine activity...
I begged and goaded Chips to play with me, but she was only interested in that old toy...
... so in the end I had to charge up and down the beach like a nutter on my own. It was glorious and their loss that they didn't share in the joy.
When we got back onto real land, Chips and TJam sat on a bridge and had a little heart to heart.
Then there was just time for us dogs to pose with Bamgee on a log that was artistically languishing on the sand...
By the time she reads this, Bamgee will be somewhere very hot and maybe sandy. We hope it is fabulous Bamgee! We will keep raiding bins for your delight and amusement!!Labels: bamgee, beach, beanz, chips 2009, tjam
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Slacking?
What's that you say? Not enough bin-raiding recently? I hope this semolina makes you as proud of me as I am.
Labels: binraiding, chips 2009, eaten 2009
Sunday, 19 April 2009
Long Trek
TJam decided that we were going to go on a trek. Not a star trek. Just a normal one.
There was just time to take a picture of the view, not even half way up. We had to stay on the lead, because we have met a few stray houdini sheep on this path. They like to get out of their field and hide in the gorse. As you know, it is bad legal form to chase a sheep and neither Beanz nor I can help ourselves. And TJam does not want us shot.
There was just time for a little last minute bin-raiding to keep my strength up as we went through the ruins. Luckily, some picnickers had left some litter, so it wasn't a complete waste of my time.
We made it to the top of the pike. It was so windy we were blown all over the place. It was BRILLIANT. Beanz had a go of having both her ears up at the same time, thanks to the wind.
See that tiny little blob on the top of the hill? Well, that's where we were! All the way up there!
Next, we went up to the final feature of the walk, a mound of stones. There were actually three mounds of stones. It's a shame it was so hazy, because the view was amazing. It was so sunny, I had to shut my eyes.
So, TJam's dad... you've always said you want to go to the top: next time you visit, the gauntlet is DOWN!!
There was just time to take a picture of the view, not even half way up. We had to stay on the lead, because we have met a few stray houdini sheep on this path. They like to get out of their field and hide in the gorse. As you know, it is bad legal form to chase a sheep and neither Beanz nor I can help ourselves. And TJam does not want us shot.
There was just time for a little last minute bin-raiding to keep my strength up as we went through the ruins. Luckily, some picnickers had left some litter, so it wasn't a complete waste of my time.
We made it to the top of the pike. It was so windy we were blown all over the place. It was BRILLIANT. Beanz had a go of having both her ears up at the same time, thanks to the wind.
See that tiny little blob on the top of the hill? Well, that's where we were! All the way up there!
Next, we went up to the final feature of the walk, a mound of stones. There were actually three mounds of stones. It's a shame it was so hazy, because the view was amazing. It was so sunny, I had to shut my eyes.
So, TJam's dad... you've always said you want to go to the top: next time you visit, the gauntlet is DOWN!!
Labels: chips 2009, rivington pike, trek
Friday, 20 March 2009
Amateur
I had to roll in the white line markings on the football field so TJam took my pic.
Then she tried to snap our friend Eddie. Eddie is not a poser of professional standards yet...
...but he is getting there. He's only a pup yet.
- by Chips on the move ...
Labels: chips 2009, Eddie
Sunday, 15 March 2009
Do Not Bother
- by Chips
Do not bother stealing a block of frozen spinach that has fallen on the floor.
It is a big disappointment.
Labels: chips 2009, eaten 2009, spinach
Saturday, 24 January 2009
Absent Mindedness
- by Chips
Thank goodness for human absent mindedness and distractability and for a dog's innate ability to seize the moment.
I'm not sure at which point between making a cheese toasty and walking to the fridge to put the marg and cheese away, TJam got distracted. Then she went out. If you look in my bed, you will see some very clean evidence.
Yum.
Thank goodness for human absent mindedness and distractability and for a dog's innate ability to seize the moment.
I'm not sure at which point between making a cheese toasty and walking to the fridge to put the marg and cheese away, TJam got distracted. Then she went out. If you look in my bed, you will see some very clean evidence.
Yum.Labels: chips 2009, eaten 2009, marg
Sunday, 4 January 2009
Fog
- by Chips
PS I'm still gonna look cute when I'm old, aren't I?
It has been so foggy here that when we went for a walk, I got fog on my ears and eyebrows and I looked about 100 years old. What is going on?
PS I'm still gonna look cute when I'm old, aren't I?Labels: chips 2009, fog
Friday, 2 January 2009
Nostalgia
- by Chips
Today we are going to allow TJam a moment of unashamed sentimentality and nostalgia, and she can tell one fond story about the original Jump The Dog.
2009's story goes:
"Jump was no stranger to public transport, as we didn't have a car for the first year of her life. In fact, she never really settled into private transport and could yelp non-stop for a 4 hour journey. (So annoying that one time I lost my temper after a solid 90 minute session and screamed at her to shut up while doing 40mph on a dual carriage way and the people in the outside lane all turned their heads to see where the noise was coming from. Of course I am not proud of this now, but at the time I didn't know any better.)
Anyway, today I am fondly going to remember that we were going across town from the train station to the bus stop, and as we crossed the busiest tram stop in town, Jump got down and did the world's most gigantic poo right there on the platform. In front of the 50 people waiting for the tram. I had plastic bags, and I scooped that poop as fast as I could, but it didn't stop the dirty looks."
Thank you for that story TJam. I hope you realise that it makes me and Beanz look like saints. Oh, apart from that time I had an accident in training class ...
Today we are going to allow TJam a moment of unashamed sentimentality and nostalgia, and she can tell one fond story about the original Jump The Dog.
2009's story goes:
"Jump was no stranger to public transport, as we didn't have a car for the first year of her life. In fact, she never really settled into private transport and could yelp non-stop for a 4 hour journey. (So annoying that one time I lost my temper after a solid 90 minute session and screamed at her to shut up while doing 40mph on a dual carriage way and the people in the outside lane all turned their heads to see where the noise was coming from. Of course I am not proud of this now, but at the time I didn't know any better.)
Anyway, today I am fondly going to remember that we were going across town from the train station to the bus stop, and as we crossed the busiest tram stop in town, Jump got down and did the world's most gigantic poo right there on the platform. In front of the 50 people waiting for the tram. I had plastic bags, and I scooped that poop as fast as I could, but it didn't stop the dirty looks."
Thank you for that story TJam. I hope you realise that it makes me and Beanz look like saints. Oh, apart from that time I had an accident in training class ...
Labels: chips 2009, humiliation 2009, jump 2009
