Dedicated to my beloved Scotties
Bobby’s mutters and moans, cheerful musings for Mondays
We’re starting the week with some fun. Check this youtube clip of Uggie, the doggie star of “The Artist”. It made us howl with laughter! She’s now going to try to teach me, Bobby, how to do the “bowing” thing. Fat chance, I mean bring it on. She knows how much I like to learn stuff.
Anyway Merry Monday! Enjoy!
Oh! PS: It’s Her 50th birthday today! Yappy Birthday Mama! Roo Roo Roo
Well I’m not. No. Not me. I got told off on Friday ‘cos I chased several lady deers into a field and wouldn’t come back when called. Don’t know why She was worried – have you seen the length of their legs. I never stood a chance of catching them. What did she think I was gonna do! Bring home venison for tea!
Anyway, got put on lead when I finally decided to return, and have sulked all weekend. And Monday.That’s why no blog from me. But now I’m ok. Thanks for asking.
Have a Merry Monday, although it’s Wednesday, who’s counting – not me! Think I’m still sulking.
Thought this would brighten up the start of the week. Originally posted in June 2011, but Bobby wanted you to have some fun. Enjoy …… we did!
He’s as good as us Scotties at talking!
This “song” is based on the traditional 12 days of Christmas song, so you can hum along to that. We didn’t keep repeating all the versus, otherwise we’ll still be here this time next year! But we’re sure you’ll still enjoy our attempts ………. Happy New Year!
On the first day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
A Kitchen Assistant for free!
On the second day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Two Litter Brothers
On the third day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Three bowls licked clean
On the fourth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Four favourite toys
On the fifth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Five ArrooooOOOooos
On the sixth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
6 Scottie Friends
On the seventh day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
You’ll need to use your imagination here guys!!!!
Seven poos to pick up
On the eighth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Eight friends a-gathered
On the ninth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Nine sleeping Bobbys
On the tenth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Ten cows a-chasing
On the Eleventh day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Eleven new found friends
On the Twelfth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Twelve Happy Feet
Well it’s my turn again, so I thought I’d share this with you. Been practising on Befunky.com – go on have a go yourselves! Its fun and its free!
They’re trying to get ready for Christmas – what for? Everyday here is like Christmas for us – plenty of walks, lots of good food, fantastic company, well trained humans – took us some time with that one, but we’ve got there!
Hope ya’ll are getting on with it, whatever that might be.
A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house:
‘Talking Dog For Sale ‘
He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.
The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Scottish Terrier sitting there..
‘You talk?’ he asks.
‘Yep,’ the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says ‘So, what’s your story?’
The Scottie looks up and says, ‘Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young…….. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA.
In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.’
‘I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running……. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible
dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.’ ‘I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I’m just retired.’
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
‘Ten dollars,’ the guy says.
‘Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?’
‘Because he’s a liar. He’s never been out of the yard’
Sparhawk Scotties 