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The pile of laundry!
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Well, finally I find some time to write to you all.
Well put it this way…………………. I have time today as I am grounded for the afternoon!
I rolled in what I like to call ‘eau-de-fish-guts’ but apparently it’s not to everyone’s taste?
Wiley doesn’t seem to mind and this is why I am writing to you all………to tell you about my new fur-bro, Wiley.
We spent forever naming him as everyone had a say, as usual, and his name changed hourly.
He was beginning to answer to ‘here boy’ or ‘a-a’ so a name had to be settled on and our big brother said he looked like Wiley Coyote so that’s his name!
Actually its’ Wiley Doodle Dandy!
Mum, Granny and I went on a long journey to Dublin to DID to meet up with the new puppy and to make sure that we all got along.
I played with Wiley but had to learn over the next few days to alter my play a lot so that I didn’t actually kill him.
He was so small and had been found at the side of the road …………….BUT ……………… don’t be fooled by any of that because he was actually an Irish Wolfhound/Rottweiler trapped in a body the size of a kitten!!
Wiley has guts!!!
We hit it off almost instantly and are the best of friends.
We won’t go anywhere without the other (or at least don’t like it) and are always curled up together wherever we are.
Most of the day is spend play fighting, chasing or cuddling.
Mum took me for a walk yesterday without Wiley and I sulked the whole way.
If I go off with Dad for a while and Mum takes Wiley for a walk he won’t come out of his pouch and walk!!
But go for a walk with the two of us and it’s all go from the start. Wiley refuses to be lifted up.
We got a nicer and marginally larger harness for him last week and he hates it.
We put it on in the shop and he started to act like a dog with sever physical disabilities
Everyone coming into the store stared and said ‘Oh, the poor thing has he broken his leg or what?’ Embarrassing!
He is intelligent, 5 months old now, funny and has learned to move fast (survival)!
I have grown up overnight (well except for the fish gut incident!)
I am very protective of him but also give him a hard time.
We fight over the same toys and there is no let-up between us but both stand our ground.
Mum and Dad are thankful of one thing though and that is that Wiley doesn’t have the ‘jaw power’ that I did, so his destruction is minimal compared to what I did when I was a pup.
Wiley likes to chew on things but is rarely allowed as I take everything off him.
He just comes right back at me and then we tear around the house.
Often if I am bored I will purposefully push or drop things in front of Wiley just to get him going.
He has the jaws and determination of a Jaguar but I can still flick him off across the kitchen if I want.
Wiley has grown and is just about the size of the cat now, though leaner and his legs are long and thin.
He can finally jump up onto the sofa …………before all he could do was crawl under it which was useful if he wanted something and he didn’t want me to have it.
He walks like a dressage horse, well kind of trots without bending his front legs, it’s quite funny to watch.
He has a bell on his collar to warn people not to stand on him and also so we can hear him outside but it’s a little like a constant Santa alert.
Also he doesn’t eat his food so much as hoover it?? It just seems to go so quickly and he doesn’t come up for air till its gone.
Here are a few new dog rules (laid down by us)
So should you pay a visit you have been warned:
1. No cushions on the chairs or sofas, if you put them up we WILL take them back down.
2. Under no circumstance are any of the cats allowed to walk on the floors.
3. You will feed us on time or suffer the consequences
4. You will not pet one of us without the other …… both or nothing (preferably both……………….and all the time).
5. We will not be parted.
6. Wiley is not allowed bones or balls (that rule is mine, Dash)
7. Don’t bother planting anything in the garden, we work as a team.
8. No further need for a doorbell, don’t even try to knock, your arrival has been noted.
9. We know the way to Granny’s and will use it if necessary.
10. No matter what toy you get us it will never be allowed to have a squeaker, why waste your money.
We are working on the rest of the list.
Anyway that’s all now and I will send you our Christmas letter and photo nearer the time…………………..can’t imagine what this year’s one is going to be like!!!!
Take care, love Dash and Wiley.
1.jpg3.jpg4.jpg2.jpgWell boys, that is the best up-date I have set eyes on since joining this site
Can hardly wait for Christmas for the next instalment. All I can say is "watch out world – the boys are back in town"! what fab update my little man ….delighted for you and your family with your new addition…looking forward to your christmas update already….only 65 more sleeps
Hi All
Dash and Wiley here!!
We are getting all excited about the family coming home for Christmas which I hope will mean lots of tennis ball chasing, cuddles and fun.
My favourite thing about Christmas day is when we get our present out from under the tree and get to rip it apart.
You may already know that I have a fascination for tearing open presents.
After I open my present I will then continuously drop it at Mum’s feet for her to re-wrap it over and over again for me.
Oh what fun I have tried to teach Wiley all about this but he seems to have the attention span of a gnat……………
What Wiley likes best is:
To be cuddled up against someone all the time
To pull on the towel when I am being dried
Empty the washing machine or steal laundry at every given opportunity
Get into the coal bucket (not always a popular move!)
Rip up tissues
Nibble feet like a piranha
Act like a frozen statue when he initially gets his walking harness on (until he forgets about it)
Sit like a sphinx on the sofa arm keeping guard on the garden which leads us swiftly on to the next one…………
Yap!
Steal the tennis ball and get just out of my reach under the sofa and tease meThat last one is both useful and frustrating!!
I get the ball and bring it to Mum and hope that she picks it up fast before Wiley Coyote gets it.
I look up at her face sometimes when she isn’t quick enough as if to say ‘Mum, now look what you’ve done, you know he won’t give it up?’
Wiley runs for cover and scrambles under the furniture and every time I try to reach in to grab the ball (or him, I don’t care which) he backs off a little.
On the plus side, when Wiley is in a co-operative mood and the ball goes under something I can send him in to get it for me and that’s useful.
This is all mood dependent!!I hope you like our Christmas photo this year.
We decided to go for something a little different than the Santa hat look etc.
I have resigned myself to this yearly ritual and ridiculing session (and lots of treats help)
We think Wiley was cooperative ‘cause basically he couldn’t see anything!!Wishing you all A Very Merry Christmas and Every Best Wish for 2015
Love from Dash (and Wiley) X
Wiley and Dash merry Christmas 10×8.jpgWell, the ‘deed’ is done and he’s getting excellent care from his big fur bro, Dash.
He had to have dental work done too and is feeling very sorry for himself.
Playing it to the hilt of course, typical male!!
So lovely to watch Dash, he’s lying in the small bed and gets up every now and then to check on Wiley …. and to see off any cat that tries to get close to him. Uber protective!!IMG_4231.jpgIMG_9167.jpg
Not green, not round but I suspect is bouncy. Happy dogs 
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Thank you for the laugh out loud, I kid you not. Your festive photo is just fantastic 
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