Monday, July 27, 2009

Mow me Kangaroo down sport

There is great excitement in the Hartley household as the pets are investigating their own allotment. There are 36 allotment area's in Oxford an dthe nearest to us is Cowmead on the Abingdon Road.

'We shall need a shed in which to put our tools', said Fing, writing it at the top of the list.

'We shall need a lovely big Butt', said Faggot, 'to collect water for the flowers'.

'We will need a spade, says Lulu, and a fork'

'We will need a watering can, says Slugface, and seeds to plant of course'.

Thereis a small silence in which they turn to Trotter and Tutz.

'Will there be compost?' asks Trotter, a bag for me to open and throw everywhere?'

'PRROOOOTTTTT', says tutz, perrrrpppppoooot!'.

'There will be compost and come the summer and autumn there will be lots of loverly vegertables', says Slug Face, who has become a bit country since she has become a gardener.

We can't wait!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Trip

A sad farewell to Trip, Irene's beloved jack russel, who passed away on Wednesday.

New habits die hard

Fing has developed a new habit of utalizing Lulu's dinner bowl as a latrine.

Although he has not stopped urinating on any available fabric, or in bags, he has started to pee into the bowl, nice and neatly.

Sometimes there is just a bowl of yellow liquid, at other times he scrapes odd socks into the bowl to soak it up. Although hazordous for the unwary its quite nice to have it contained in something.

Unfortunately there were dire consequences when he attempted to pee into Footsies bowl, which she had knocked off the side onto the floor by the chest of drawers. I hadn't noticed the attempted urination until i was in a meeting at work and suddenlty became aware of a certain O' de toilet.

Yes, he had pee'd all over my hush puppies. They had dried out and the warmth in the meeting room bought out the pungent odour.