pizza night

For something totally out of the usual, Neil and Kay made home-made pizzas last night. I couldn't believe it - there in our very own kitchen was pizza - just like Maggie and Mitch get
(or used to).

I have never actually had any pizza before - but it sure looked good. We also never usually get fed anything from the dinner table... but tonight was different.

Look Gracie, PIZZA

Gosh that smells really good

Could it be... he's cutting a piece for us!

OMG, yumm, yummm - fabulous!

We'll even do silly tricks, just keep that pizza coming.

Excellent snacking!

Ratty's close call

We had such an exciting morning. Let me tell you, I got SOOO close to catching that pesky rat that comes into our backyard every now and again. SOOO close!

I had him out in the open and running for his little furry life. We were just coming down the side of the house, when Neil opened the back door. Ratty bolted through the door, over Neil's foot and into the laundry.

I nearly had him, but having Neil in the way slowed me down somewhat and when Ratso did a sudden u-turn, he was quicker than me.

We bolted out the door again, past Neil (again) at which point Gracie joined the chase. The three of us continued at top speed down the side alley, where lucky Mr Rat squeezed under the front gate and got away. Gosh we were excited. So excited! I have never gotten that close before.

Sadly, there were no photos taken of any of this, but I am eagerly awaiting a rematch - I watch the hole under the fence all the time now. I'm sure he'll be back and I am determined to get that pesky varmit next time.

I know us Airedales are famous for being ratters - I am a bit surprised how tricky it is to actually catch the little critters - they don't seem to want to play the same game that we do.

I shall prevail one day.

ball thief

A little while back, I got this amazing new ball. It's an Orbee tennis ball. It's my favourite. It looks like a tennis ball, but it's nice chewy rubber that bounces really high and tastes great.

It also has holes at each end. The holes make a kind of whistling sound when it's thrown - this makes it very exciting.

But guess who is always trying to get it away from me? That constant pest, Gracie, that's who.

Watch how she torments me... first she steals it and then runs off teasing me. Give it to me, Gracie - it's mine, Kay says you have to give it to me... oooh, not fair.

When I finally do get it, she grabs my leg so I can't go play with it. And if it's not my leg, it's my ear or my tail.

That grrrl has no respect for her elders.