Dog Demands Digital Emancipation!

Howdy all,

Well its been a long time between posts and that's because I am totally dependent on ML (Mistress Lyn) to type up my dictation. Why oh why don't they make computers for dogs???? I'm sure I could get my head around it if only the keys were big enough for my otherwise dainty paws. And, excuse me, but what's the story with the mouse? 

Well, what's been happening, you may well ask. Nothing much in doggyland, unfortunately. But ML has been busier than a greyhound on Friday night. She is full of praise for the couple who run the Harvest restaurant at Newrybar, where she recently had lunch with the Bangalow Business Women's group. According to Christian, who owns the restaurant, the town is aiming to be  totally green. The Harvest owners grow a lot of their own vegetables on a farm nearby. They send all their scraps to the chickens on the farm who then pay them back with eggs and... (gulp) .... meat. ML was doing a story for the local radio station, BayFM, on locovores. That's people, and animals too, that only eat local produce. It's not as easy as it sounds apparently. We live in the sub-tropics, so we live in a great area for growing fruit and vegetables all year round. But if we were to make bread for instance, we would have to truck in flour from hundreds of kms away. ML got all enthusiastic about it for about five minutes and was making all my food from scratch. Naturally that didn't last very long but she is promising that she will get her act together on that and maybe cook on weekends and freeze ahead for the week. I'll believe it when I see it.

She also got to go to the opening of the new Dish restaurant which her friends Michael and Ross have taken over. It's a high end restaurant with fantastic menu, but I have to be tied up outside if she goes in for lunch (great friends you have Mistress Lyn!). But the good thing is that their doors slide open all the way, so I get a nice bowl of left-overs and it does feel as if I'm sitting there with them. 

ML's brother has been in hospital in Brisbane, about 2 hours drive north, so that's taken up a bit of her time. So I'll forgive her for ignoring me somewhat these last few weeks. She is promising to give me a wash, massage and haircut today, so I suppose I can't complain.

Beautiful weather here at the moment. You can really feel springtime coming on. Longer days and lots more frolicking and fun.. which reminds me: ML has said that once I'm finished with my beauty treatments, she will take me into Byron Bay for the Carnivale By the Sea. Yay. 

A sad little note too. Our friend Tracey lost her best friend Victoria a couple of weeks ago. According to Tracey she was the best little kittie in the whole wide world, but she was quite old for a cat (14) and it was just her time move on. Hope you're catching lots of mice up there in cat heaven Vic. I wish I'd asked you about the stupid computer mouse before you left us, though.

Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down

Saturday and its Farmers Market Day here in Bangalow. Well, for humans anyway - another case of discrimination against canines! I had to be tied up to a bench while Mistress Lyn went shopping. My pride wouldn't allow for this travesty to be photographed, so we have some photos of the Farmers Markets instead. ML ran into her friend Claire who is running a campaign against the use of plastic bags. She collects leftover material, donated by locals, and makes groovy shopping bags which she then gives away. Excellent! 

ML is feeling a bit hung-over today as she overdid it at the local watering hole last night. Her friends Slim and Dave were playing in a band there and by all accounts the place rocked. Slim plays bass and Dave the sax. And, again, I was left at home to look after myself!  Felix, the pesky Abyssinan cat, (and my rival for everyone's attention), insisted on sitting with me on the lounge while we watched the opening of the Olympics. I have to admit that it was pretty amazing even if I do have major reservations about supporting a country that (gulp) EATS DOGS!!!!

The weather is absolutely brilliant and even though its officially still winter, the spring blossoms have already started to emerge. ML is busy in the kitchen making cumquat liquor. Yummy.

Oh, oh, gotta go. I think I see those disobedient ducks loitering near ML's swimming pool. Better go sort that out.

From Splendour to Carnivore

Well, Splendour in the Grass is over for another year. Mistress Lyn's son Jack and his friends all came up from Sydney for the event and by all accounts a good time was had by all. Their favourite act, by far, was Devo (Whip it, Whip it good!). That's Jack, his best friend Michael and me lounging around on the back verandah.

We waved all our guests off and then got ready for the incoming ones. And what do you know, another boxer dog is visiting. We seem to be having a run of boxers. What is it with these dogs? You would think with a name like 'boxer' that they would be up for a rumble, but they just slobber all over you. This one's named Cassie. A cute little number but a bit butch for me.

ML has decided that she isn't a vegetarian any more, and she's even eating chicken! Organic, free range chicken, sure, but chicken none the less. I hope that our ducks don't get wind of this or they may start getting paranoid. I'm a bit worried that she hasn't named the new arrivals. She says its because she can't tell yet whether they're boys or girls yet. Hmmm.

That ML is a very strange gal. There is a green frog living in her shower and she's taken to talking to it! Watch out kermit, ever heard of frogs legs?

Splendiferous!

Wow, what a busy week. I finally got up to visit the boxers that were staying on the property. Max and Molly are just two big sooks - certainly didn't live up to their breed's reputation. Mistress Lyn insisted on taking a photo of them for my blog, so here they are. By all accounts they, and their owners, had a great time while they were here for two weeks and we'll see them again next year.

The weather has been great and our gardener, John, is doing a fantastic job of pruning and mulching. That's John and I discussing all things organic. He doesn't seem to appreciate it

when I help with the digging, but otherwise he is a pretty good guy.

ML's son Jack is here for the rock festival 'Splendour in the Grass' (better known as 'Splinters in the Arse' by us locals). When I first got adopted into this family, Jack was only 11 and now he is 21! And we both look great for our age, if I do say so myself. Will post photos of Jack and his friends next time. 

One of the rock'n'rollers who are staying with us for the festival, drove her van into a field and got bogged. Lyn's friend Andy was called to the scene of the crime and soon had her out and on her way. Yes, she's a blonde. No other comment required.

Feeling a bit lazy today as the weather is soooooo good. Just snoozed on the back verandah all day and just might do the same tomorrow - its a tough life, but someone's got to do it.