Addicted? Moi?

Oh it's been a while again since I shared my thoughts with you. What a l-o-n-g winter it's been and today, no blooming let up as it rained and snowed and did nasty things so I had to get togged up in my cosy onesie when I went out.

Not that I wanted to go - please tell me there are other Norfolks out there who dig their paws in when they see what the weather's like? And then behave like a bag of heavy wet washing when we're out instead of walking properly with the human.

On the whole, my humans are pretty good when it comes to taking me for walks and they know what I like:

Park! Yes, country park with deer. It's good

Car! Yes again, that means we're not going on pavements near home but somewhere a bit more interesting.

Horses! Oh yes - that means we're are going on some pavements to a lane which leads to a field where there are 3 horses, and I'm very happy to watch them and sniff them when they come over to the fence to say hello. 

Cows! Yes - had forgotten we sometimes go on a longish walk which takes us to a farm where there are big cows and baby cows, which are the nicest to watch.

Of course, it's been such a wet winter with masses of soggy ground and it's not always been good to walk far, so the humans keep me happy with a few fetch games in the house (fetching badger and squeaky squirrel) and watching a bit of Dog TV in the evening before they watch their programmes (not very interesting those).

But yes to Dog TV, birds, squirrels and - nearly forgot - Winterwatch! I loved that, Better than Dog TV and what's more, the humans like it too.

You could say I'm a bit of an addict (not sure what that means but one of my humans uses that word when I want to look at her tablet screen). I like it best when she lets me have the screen to myself, but I don't complain if she lets me sit and watch her do a funny thing with boxes and words [Ed. on-line crossword].

Roll on the good weather so I can enjoy sitting out in my garden, watching the squirrels and taking the air in the sunshine. Paws crossed it won't be long to wait for that now.

 

Barkitecture

 

 

The human who feeds me was talking the other day about something she was reading (they do this thing where they go very quiet and look at these books - no idea what they see in them, I'm a screen fan myself). Anyway, she was talking  about something called barkitecture and she seemed to think it was a bit funny.

 

All I could make out was that some houses in the Younited States have special homes built in their houses for their dogs. Funny....I've already got a home and it's lovely. It's mine. I've also got a campervan, but that's another story.

 

So these houzis for dogs are like real ones, but smaller, sort of dog size, and they have  couches and sofas and shelves and pictures on the walls and some even have a tv.

 

These houzis are built under the stairs (we have a cupard there and it's too full for me to even try to get inside it), and they have a proper door. I reckon I'm lucky as I have my own special tabel house in the living room, and I go there to snooze and snuggle down.

 

I get a good view of the TV screen from there too, but if there's anything interesting on, like cats, squirrels, sheep, cows and horses, I don't stay there and watch, I get up close to the screen and balance on my back legs with my paws on the TV table.

 

I don't need any special barkitecture. I do very nicely with that table and it gives me a roof over my head and space just for me.

 

[Ed - Bosworth is occasionally in trouble, but never "in the doghouse"!]

 

 

Only cows and horses

 

 

There's nothing quite like being out with my humans and coming across another four-legged creature. Sometimes it may have more than four legs, like those insect thingys. But it's the four-legged ones who hit the spot for me and I stand and watch them for ages and stay absolutely still until my humans decide it's time to go.

It happens with cats when I'm out on one of my local walks. In fact, I get very excited when we get near the house with an old grey and white cat and a young black and white cat. Both of them roll on their backs and wave their paws at me but the human walking me won't let me run at them as they say it will scare them. 

So I stand completely still watching them, but oh my goodness, my body does twitch with excitment when I do this.

The spotty pony horse often comes to see me and say hello when we pass his field. We just stare at each other. The cows were some we saw on holiday last week. They were very young and very interested in me. We all stared at each other for ages.

Speaking of holidays, my humans have started saying things about my Pet Passport and that I can't use it any more. Something about needing to get a certificate from the vet if we go in that train under the sea to France.

More on this next time. I want to go to France!