Tadpoles

Vannesser, the uptite uprite, ses that the tadpoles in the pond mey rite a post. how silli is that? thay karnt rite, it wil be orl wet and slippi. she had betta get them tu du it sune, or thay wil be frogs and no way wud frogs be bloggers. Ted.

it werked, it werked!

hahaha, i got the milc, cee the post beelow Barnees if yu du not no wot i am on abowt.

it wos serrendippitty. a cupporl of jehovers witnesses kame tu the dor and, wile vanesser wos telling them she wos not interrested in the biborl, i hadd the milc! thanc godd for jehovers witnesses.

luv ted the milcky boy.

eating

Hello, at last I can have a go on here.

This is me relaxing in the garden the other day, we have had a lot of sunshine. I think I am a handsome chap, I am going a bit grey, but of course that is distinguished.

My main interest is eating. I have just had the last few pieces of chewing gum from the packet Vanessa had left by the computer to help her with losing weight. I did not chew them, they will dissolve in my tummy, I hope. They do something they call 'Barney proofing' in the utility room where we spend most of our time. This means putting anything which I might construe as edible very high up. She had forgotten about the gum, which was good.

I also like, cat food, bird food, vegetables, the bits ready for the compost, composts themselves, chocolate, and poo of a variety of origins.

Mostly I go to work with Simon. Today, Simon has gone to London to protest against animals being used in laboratories, so Vanessa and I are doing something called bonding, as we do not always like each other properly. We are only using a Pritt Stick, so that we can get apart again if necessary. I think it is working, we are getting on very well.

I am hoping that we will go for a walk later, as the sheep are in the fields and I can have a poo fest. I will also run, which makes Vanessa laugh, as I don't go very far, and mainly go up and down, and my ears flap.

I will do another post soon.

heer i am

barnee is gowing to du a post.

iff i sit on the cheer in frunt ov the compewter, and then sit in frunt ov the screne, i wil be abel to drinc the milc owt ov vanessers sereorls, as she wil get kros with me and there wil be kaos wich i kan take advarntidge ov. orlso, barnee wil not be aborl to du his blogg.

hahahaha.

i reeli du thinc vanesser nedes to take mor fotows ov me. this is ov me larst yer, wen thay tuk me on holiday and didernt fede me.

ted

Barney

This is me, enjoying a bit of sunshine. I will do a proper post soon, it will mostly be about food.

It will all be about food.

love

Barney

mor bi stewpid dogs

i du not tayk eni notiss ov ski wen she steers at me. i sumtimes hissss at her if she is reely annoying, or smak her nose.

the Polly tunnel is a gud playse to eskape from silli dogs. but it is not so gud wen vannesser starts wortering the plarnts and has not sene me ther.

Ted, the long sufferring kat.

du i luk disdain full?

is it my turn yet, i don't really mind if not, but it would be nice...

My favourite thing to do is to play ball. I do not mind if we are on a beautiful walk, or in the middle of a busy town, as long as we can play ball.






This is me doing a howly howl, as I am very proud to bring my ball back to get it thrown again. This sometimes seems like a silly activity to humans, but it is very important to me, nearly as important as eating. Well, not quite. We had walked up the hill to the side of the Port William pub at Trebarwith Strand, there are 200 steps. Since Vanessa has been diagnosed with Arthur itis, she was worried she might never get up there again, but it was easy. I have Arthur too, we both take glucosa something. Mean.





I also love people and meeting the lovely elderly folk I see when I go to the Home in Bodmin. I look for crumbs under their chairs. I am also the mascot of the art group in Tintagel. When we arrive, no-one says hello to Vanessa, they just talk to me. Mostly I get cake. I do not do any painting, that is not one of my talents.


I do not like that cat Ted, I try to get him to go away by staring at him.

I am quite assertive, but sometimes get a duff deal. Vanessa just walked past our beds and mine had a laundry basket in, and I was all curled around the edge. That is not right, is it?



This is the view over Trebarwith Strand, towards Tintagel from the top of the steps.

love

Sky

beche, pah

wi wud eni wun wont to go tu the beche? onli for stewpid dogs. i hav bene woshing mi bottum. Ted.

Trebarwith Strand, by Berri-Biskit

Trebarwith Strand is my favourite place in the whole world. it is brilliant, I have loads of fun there.



There are caves to explore



Gull Rock to admire

Sky loves it too, although she doesn't mind where we are, so long as there is a ball to play with

I can hurl myself around in the sand

Make friends

Look scrumptious

Look around

Look ridiculous.

What more could any dog want?

hello, hello, hello

Hello, Berri-Biskit here. I have spent the morning eating a chew. It was meant to be for Sky, but she gets other special treats, she is going with Vanessa to the art exhibition this afternoon, so I thought it right that I had it. I growled if anyone tried to take it away. I never growl, but this was extra good, so had to be protected from theft.

No bone

The others are chewing bones, well pretend bones, and I am not.. They won't let me have the bone. I had a nice play at Glebe Cliff earlier. I hate that cat, Ted. I stare at him to try to make him move. In the end, it works. Sometimes I have to stare for a long time. love Sky.

hellow

This is the ferst post on this nu blog. as i am the expert at riting, i thowt it proppa that i du it. wel, the uthers had no choyse. i wil mainli bee telling yu how orful it is heer.

this is me praktising beeing kute. i am mostli evill.