Blog post No 14. Being good

Just a quick update on how we all are.

My new foster brother is exhausting...... to watch.

This is a rare moment when he finally stopped moving and fell asleep.

I have announced that he definitely cannot share MY blog and he can jolly well start his own.

Although to be honest I am not sure he could ever sit still long enough to type a few sentences, let alone a whole blog post.

 Here is a nice photo of me being a very good boy and relaxing while listening to the wind and rain outside and  Gryffin in the next room.

Am I being watched?

Barney

Blog post No 13. The new house guest has arrived.

 

Hello again.

My new foster brother has arrived.

I was told he was a Wire Haired Fox Terrier.

At the moment I, personally, think that he a cross between a WFT and a Mountain Goat.

He has lots of toys to play with, not to mention all his treats and chews.

He better not eat mine!

You may remember, I prefer not to share anything.

He does have quiet moments when he snoozes.

These are good for him and for me.

I am an agile lad and can keep up with life very well,

but oh boy this lad is a really busy bee.

I am making sure I have lots of naps each day.

I definitely need them.

Barney.

Blog post No 12. Making choices.

Hello

Me again.

Today I am going to write about choices.

My staff, as you know, are very attentive and I am allowed to choose, for the most part, what I want to do.

Yesterday afternoon they thought I would enjoy a trot around outside.

I thought that was a great idea, sniff out some moles and mice and chase the local feral cats.

However, they failed to mention the brisk south easterly "breeze".

I am not a meteorologist but even I can distinguish between a breeze and a gale force wind..... certainly when it is heading towards my derriere.

I, therefore, chose to stay close to the protected areas away from the "hurricane" brisk breeze.

My choice.

I wasn't going to risk going into a field with no protection from the elements.

So back we went.

My choice.

Here is photographic evidence of the brisk breeze.

The trees were not standing still and upright as they should be!

Let me in please.

HURRY UP!

Barney