BEWARE my dogs might not be as friendly as yours

A favourite blogger of my Mum is Heather Armstrong from http://dooce.com, she recently posted this sign on in her local park due to a situation she encountered whilst walking her dogs. Now, I wasn't planning on telling you guys this, cause Mum says it was so embarrassing but in the same breath she stated how pissed off she was. Here's the scoop.
About two weeks ago Mum and I had a lovely walk in our local park. Not a leash free park, but by a creek. Now occasionally I like to take a dip in the creek, a short swim just for the exercise really and the thing is Mum never lets me off the leash (i have an extra long leash for my swims). So I had my swim and I spied a fluffy Husky who looked like someone I knew. Mum gave me permission to walk up and say hello and I over heard her ask the Husky's man if we could approach to say Hi. Well, once we got the Ok I had a quick sniff greet of said Husky and then you know what happen?
ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE! We were fighting like two cats on heat, Mum was in shock, Husky Man did NOTHING and I got dragged by my lead backwards away from the two FREAKS in the park. I honestly don't know what started it only thing is I guess Husky didn't like me and Mum was really cranky at Husky man for not having a leash on Husky. LEASHES on for a reason people.

Thinking I'll borrow Dooce's sign and post it in the park....Grrrrr

Peace & Love xx Maj

Gentlemen prefer blondes...not

Her blonde phase...

The creative type.

Back in her day my sister Pede was a hairdresser extraordinaire. She won competitions, many title including The Australian Colour Trophy and even did a stint in Paris with some of the world best hair designers. She doesn't remember any of this and these days I'm answering to Billy or Mack or Buddy or whoever she want to call me. Such a bright shining light my sister was and don't get me wrong, occasionally a sense of colour and sparkle reappears and she surprises me and we all smile, if only for a moment.

I stayed home to babysit

While Mum and Dad had a great time at Uncle Craig and Uncle Peter (my twuncles-twin Uncles) birthday party. I stayed home, with alot on my plate mind you.
Now I know turning forty is apparently a huge deal, but leaving me home alone with Cookie for the night has left me a little exhausted. Really, who knew baby's were so much work? After changing her a million times playing peek-a-boo behind the window and having to share dinner with her I thought it'd be over, but then there was rocking her and getting up sing her back to sleep.
Its made me reevaluate my goals in life, reassess what I what from the short time I'm here on this earth and Ive come to the decision that I don't want to have pups of my own.
Good thing that cause Mum told me I'm not able to and adoption in Australia isn't an option to single fathers. Huh? Mum was quite upset at this revelation, you see she loves kids and really wanted to be a Grandmother one day. She told me if I ever change my mind she will help me get a pup for myself. Ha ha. Could you even imagine me as a Dad? Crazy right?xx Maj

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Wordfull Wednesday

Between haunting the Rabbit and two Guinea Pigs, chasing the Ibis' away and watching Mum run our very busy little household I'm finding my blogging time rapidly decreasing and its honestly making me fret dear friends.

Blogging has always been a joyful and creative outlet to me. I enjoy the company of my family and all the hangin in the yard and the hangin next to Mums leg in the kitchen, the bathroom, the laundry and the challenge of hiding my bones from my sister Pede and the howling at the random firetrucks that go by, the barking whenever Pede does, the trampoline ( I love the trampolining) and general day to day being a dog BUT.....
with all this consuming my life my blogging, my much loved blogging really is falling by the wayside. And you know what I'm just going to put it down to the fact that its winter here folks. The days are shorter, the motivations low and I'm cold.

Before I go I just want to say I admire you guys who hit out 29, 30, 31+ post per month of quality material. You, my friends, must have good coffee and such stamina. Horrah to you!

Horray, Horray, Horrah, Horrar (dont you hate it when the words start looking so wrong)

xx Maj