Bertie Boffin's Blogville Darwin-lite Award

Howdy mates.  We are here to offer up our Dad as a candidate for Bertie Boffin's Blogville Darwin-lite award.

Many years ago when all the hu-siblings were young and before our time, our family had a wonderful cocker spaniel called Kara.   Well one day, Dad left home to go walking.  He is around the corner from our place and sees Kara ahead of him.  He is surprised and wonders how she got out.  He calls her and she comes running up but her face looks a bit fluffy.  He thinks it's like that from squeezing through the fence and escaping.

Well he drags her all the way home and pushes her through the gate cause she didn't want to come in.   He comes in to tell mum and that is when the kids see TWO, NOT ONE, BUT TWO, golden cocker spaniels in the yard.  WTH?    

Bwahahahahahaha.  Our dad had bought home the WRONG DOG!!  Now you'd think he would know his OWN DOG and the kids and mum knew STRAIGHT AWAY, that it wasn't Kara cause our dog had red hair on her head and blonde ears whereas this cocker had blonde hair on her head and red ears!   What a crack up.  To make it even more funny, the dog Dad found was called Zara!   

We have never let our Dad forget it.  He still claims she looked the same as Kara.   Bwahahahaha.  We did find her owner, she was a rescue dog and had escaped from her new home.  

Here is our sissy with Kara (red head, blonde ears) and here is me (pretend Zara) blonde head and red ears).

Hope you enjoyed our story.  

No worries, and love, Stella and Rory

Me and Dad

Howdy mates.

Dad took me walking.

I was on my best behaviour.  

 Who needs a lead.  Pfffft.

Me and dad talked about manly stuffs.  

You know, footy, work, cars and beer (even though I haven't had a beer yet hehe).

We had a good time together.

I managed to walk about 1 km.

I was knackered at the end.

Maybe I need a Service, hehe. 

Have a good weekend all.

No worries, and slobbers, Rory

Cooee from us.

Howdy Mates.  We are annoyed at mum.  She has been busy with life, she says.  We have changes coming and she is busy.  Busy?  Too busy for us?  Don't get us wrong.  She has not neglected us.  We are fed, watered and most importantly, loved, but we want more.   We are missing our Blogville furriends and so is mum but she can't get herself into gear.  We had a meeting.  Yep, Rory and I.  We talked and talked and talked some more.  Mum needs our support to get organised and back on track.  So, we said to mum, "mum" we said, "if you do nothing else, make a day so we can visit our furriends".  She agreed.  We've missed you all.  So paws crossed, mum will take time to stop and smell the roses, whatever the heck that means. 

 Here's us getting some treats.

Enjoying sun puddles.

Making faces at mum.

And on days we have to stay outside, while mum cares for the little kids, we wear our winter coats.

Take care mates.  We love ya heaps.

No worries, and love, Stella and Rory