Parcels from the sunny north
in which I keep snuggly warm in fancy new duds …
Hey hey, I received a couple of parcels last week from Aunt Sandra. Here is a photo of me trying to open a parcel. You can see that it's addressed to me in a cute envelop full of Doxie images.
Tada! This is what I received … two beautiful Doxie cushion covers and a jumper for each day of the week from Monday to Friday.
Aunt Sandra wrote:
The letter and the presents make me feel so special. Before I put on that pretty yellow jumper I felt much warmer already.
The weather is getting colder and colder down here in Melbourne. So, I hope that everyone is having fun and keeping warm!
Ciao,
Dot.
Easter holidays with Nudel
in which I learn the secrets of low alititude flight …
It's wonderful to come of age. I finally had my last vaccination and can now go to lots of fun places outside of the house. Last weekend, my best playmate Nudel stayed with us for over 3 days while his mum visited friends in Canberra. I had my best Easter ever. But hang on, I have only ever had one Easter. Things can only get better from here! Hee, hee.
Nudel and I went to lots of exciting places over the long weekend.
The park that I liked the most was the off-lead doggie park in Balwyn. I have since been there many times. During every visit, we met lots of other K9 friends. On Easter Sunday, when we were there walking in the beautiful late afternoon sun, a lady with a Labrador came to us and called us Schnitzels von Krumm – with very low tums. From her, Nudel and I learned that a doxie like us is featured in this fantastic children's book. Moments later, as we continued walking on further down the park, I heard some young girls looking at us and yelling out "look, Schnitzel von Krumm". How bizarre is that! Since that time I have often been called a von Krumm and I kinda like it.
When we go walking Nudel always takes a straight line and a steady pace. But I love to run around and zig zag. I jump in and out between people's feet and I generally try to go as fast as I can. I have been refining my low flying technique. As you can see from the photo, I learned that using my ears to propel myself makes me go much faster.
I cannot wait for the next public holidays!
Love,
Dot.
Mum's Birthday
in which I entrust my readers with a tale of celebration …
Mum just turned 21, apparently! I think that's 3 in dog years. Which means, I think, that I'm older than her. Because I love her sooooo much I got her an ice-cream cake. And because I want to remind her that she loves me soooo much too, I put my most beautiful face on it.
The observant reader might notice a small portion of cream trimming has been omitted from the delicacy. I could go into detail about how this came to be. Let's just say I'm dedicated to quality control. And that it was delicious.
The artist (me) can be seen taking repose in the background. Let me assure you, delicate artistry such as this can really fatigue you; especially when you have to paint with a temptingly chewy brush held in your mouth.
We celebrated by having an intimate dinner at one of the best Japanese restaurants in Melbourne. The wagyu beef was to die for. Chomp all gone! When I say 'intimate dinner', I fail to mention the group of friends who kindly attented to give mum a big surprise. It was a really fun night and, even though the cake melted a bit before we eated it, it was delicious.
My good friend, the Queen of the Hedgehog Empire gave mum this really cute and extra long and colourful dachshund! I was a bit worried that she would have to share her love, but it turns out that it's not a real doggie. Mum says I'm not allowed to chew on it, but I will get it one day. Everything of value will eventually make its way into my canine cakehole for a good chewing. Mark my words.
Hugs and kisses,
Dot.
What's in the box with the Dot?
in which I consider a crunchy kibble calzone …
Hi hi! I'm learning Italian now. My first word was 'pizza'. I approached my first lesson with true puppy vigour.
Boxes are really difficult to open when you don't know how. Especially when you have to stand on the box before you can get a good grip on it. Maybe some good old digging will do the trick.
Can you believe it? At the end of all that work, the box was empty!
At least I managed to do something fun today.
Ciao bella,
Dot.
Thought of the day
puppy ponderings …
Life is sooooooo wonderful. In between times when I'm chewing, sleeping, training, playing and reviewing a wide and varied assortment
of cheeses, I always remember to stop and smell the roses.
Love,
Dot.
My gradumerations
in which I become a grown-up at the age of 12 weeks …
Sometimes Mum and Dad and me would get in the car and drive for minutes upon minutes to go to school. I don't know what they were there to learn but I sure had fun while they were learning it. I suspect they were learning how to feed me treats and tell me I'm a good girl ... GOOD ... GIRL!!! (why do they always need to say it twice?)
Really, it was puppy pre-school. And I was there to learn how to be a good grown-up puppy. Apparently it's not good enough just to be gorgeous. We took a picture of the whole class one day. Some humans were there to hold us up and make us look pretty. I don't know their names. But I can tell you the names of all my friends. I've even gone to the trouble of putting sticky labels on the photo for you.
Ranu was my bestest friend. We played together heaps. He's a little bigger than me but we had plenty of wrestling matches. I'm going to put a video of us wrestling on you-chewbe, as soon as I can edit together all of the bits that make me look strong and dominant despite being only a few inches high.
This is our teacher, Claire. She was very kind to us and always gave us yummy liver treats when we did well (which was all the time, of course).
If you look closely you can see a special trap in the background that she uses to catch and detain cats. Dad says he likes cats but I don't. Mum says they wreck the furnychurs and that's why the puppy teachers need to catch them in cages.
In front of the trap is our gradumeration folders! Inside there was lots of good advice for Mum and Dad on how to bestow their love upon me. As well as a bag of liver treats just for me! I tell you I love them more than cooked chicken. I even learned how to lie down and stay for these yummy things!
I don't go to school anymore and I miss my friends. But hopefully I'll see them again in the park near the school when all of my vacksy-nations are done. Only a few weeks to go now!
Love,
Dot.
Pigs ear
in which I taste the full strength flavour of pig …
This is me having a chomp on a chewy earlobe a few days ago. Yummo! Click it (and then click it again) for an even bigger version.
You know, I'm getting longer and longer every day. It just makes me cuter. Could you possibly believe it?
Love,
Dot.
Parental guidance
in which I tell you, dear reader, of my darling parents …
I would like to think that my propensity for chewing is disproportionally high, to the extent of which there is nothing that I would not chew. But there is one prized position which is truly for my eyes only. It's a framed picture of Mumsy and Daddy, back at home on the ranch.
I keep this picture with me in my kennel. Even though I'm 11 weeks and a few days old, I'm not so grown-up that I don't need to remember my darling parents.
Mumsy is called Holly. She is so sweet! It was only a few weeks ago that I was cuddling into her to fall asleep. I had to fight with my brother and sisters for her attention but we all managed to get a nice warm area of belly to rest our heads on. And when we were awake she'd look over us and make sure we didn't get into too much trouble. But when her back was turned we were right little scamps.
That's when Daddy took over. His name is Oaky. I think he must have been a naughty boy when he was a pup because he knew exactly how to play with us! There is even a video of me playing with Dad when I was only about 5 weeks old. I was so chubby back then!
They are, of course, avid blog readers. When they had read about what I was up to they sent me an email to provide advice and put me on the straight and narrow. Frankly, they think I'm a bit too little to be romantically involved right now. You know, they saw that email from Nudel and immediately assumed we were about to become BFF! Ah, parents. Mumsy did say:
Daddy also said to go easy on the cheese of the week. Speaking of which, isn't it about time for a new one?
A celery stick diet eh? I wouldn't mind that. I like celery. Especially when it's covered in bit fat chunks of peanut butter! Yum!
Thanks for reading Mumsy and Daddy. I promise to be good. Ish.
Dot.
No mail today
in which I discover that the mail was not delivered today …
There was no mail today.
But there is some news!
- My k9 mumsy and daddy sent me an email. I miss them. They sent such a lovely photo too. I'll write more about it soon.
- I got an email from my brother too! He's in Adelaide. He looks just like me!
- I'm on twitter! I don't know what it is, but suddenly I feel very web two point oh. You can see my tweeterings on the side of this page, or at DoxieDot on twitter.com
- I gradumerated from puppy preschool tonight! I had to study up really hard on important skills like come and stay. I took some photos of all my classmates and their parents and my teacher. So many photos I hardly had time to play!
I'll be writing about these exciting things in good time. If I can learn to be patient, so can you! Bye bye!
Dot.
Playing with Kong
in which I cavort with a keen-as curio …
I had a most delightful visit from my cousins Finn and Lana a little while ago. They came to see how beautiful I am. I was very happy to meet them – it was the first time we'd met.
When they came they brought me so many gifts. A minty chew rope, a pig's ear and a puppy kong. The kong is a ripper little toy that's filled with yummies. It's so chewy and tasty it brings out the beast in me. Check me out! I'm ferocious!
There's a video of my cavorting with the kong on u-chewbe. It's right here in my blog. Watch for the little kick of the back leg I give a third of the way through. It's a sure sign of the awesome fun times I'm having!
Until next time, have a great fun at the internets!
Dot.
Nudel
in which I share with the world a most interesting correspondence …
The Internet is an amazing thing! I've made some new friends since starting this blog. And it would seem that I've captured a heart too!
Earlier today I received a surprise email from a dashing young dashie called Nudel. Here is just a part of what he had to say:
Gee Dot, You're really hot. My mum told me you were gorgeous, but I didn't really
believe her until I saw your picture. Now I can't wait to meet you. I know I'm a bit older than you,
but I can show you the ropes; you know, show you how to get your own way, nag your parents until they
give you food or take you for a walk, I can show how to destroy toys (not socks or shoes though - we
don't want to be in the bad books!), how to eat a chicken wing. This world is really wonderful, Dot;
there is just so much to do. And when you have great parents like we do, they let you sleep alot and
then hang out with them. It's really cool. Please keep sending me photos - I like you alot. I've
included some photos of me, so you know what I look like …
Nudel
Don't you just love his dazzling blue eyes? Thanks for your email Nudel. I can wait until I'm old enough to visit you and you can teach me all about how to get my own way. I'm worried that I might have to do this "job" thing that mum and dad do. It's not for dogs too, is it?
My new passions
in which I explore the delights of massage therapy & chicken treats …
Daddy was watching some hideous television programme on the weekend. It was something to do with people hurting themselves on a big obstacle course. Needless to say I was utterly uninterested.
Here's a picture of me sitting on Dad's lap and making a point of ignoring the hubbub on the screen.
But then, something truly magical happened. I will never forget the joy of it! It touched my teeny doxie heart and contributed mightily to the sweetness of my dreams that night. Here is my experience caught on 'film' and set to the happenin' melodies of Corduroy.
Mmmmm, delicious chicken! Usually I have to do something special before I can get this. You know, like sit or lie down. (I mean really, look at my tiny legs. I'm practicaly already lying down even when I'm standing). But this was another thing altogether. I was rewarded for not watching junk television. How good is that?
See you next time…
About
Hi, I'm Dot. People say I'm cute. They're wrong. I'm awesomely cute! I was born on the 11th of December
2008 right down at the bottom of the world in Melbourne, Australia. Since then I have mastered being a nutcase
and being asleep.
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Fortnightly Fromage
Berry's Creek Oak Blue
I love blue cheese! The next best thing to raw chop freshly dug up from the garden bed would
have to be a wonderous chunk of cheesey-blue culture. This one has the benefit of being locally made and dogcidedly
delicious! Dad says it's not too expensive either, which doesn't really concern me. 4½ stars.