Camping

We have just been on a real camping adventure.

This was our second time camping (Mum and Dad have been plenty of times without us) but the first trip doesn’t really count because it rained so much that we left after only 12 hours. Anyway, enough of that, this trip was heaps better, although it did rain a lot too!

We have our own tent – it’s supposed to be a “2-man” tent - "2-dog" more like. There's just room for our portable crate to fit inside with a mat and bowl.

 

Our “2-man” tent





Our “1-dog” crate

 







 



Cosy inside both









Riverwood Downs positively welcomes dogs – there is even a café with a menu for us. It was like a sleepover at the dog park.

With our fellow camp-dog Cody, we watched over the humans and greeted other dogs visiting our camp. We also did a bit of peeing on their tents and car tyres in return.








Cody





 



Hmmm, Cody’s crate is empty – I wonder if anyone would notice…



Ah, perfect for a nap.

The first night was so windy that Mummy kept waking Daddy up, worrying that our tent would be blown away. Eventually our portable crate was brought into the family tent (yay!) but they zipped up the door and we were both crammed inside it. Now, that’s really a “1 – dog” crate but we can both fit inside with a bit of a squash. In any case, we were so scared by the howling wind outside that we didn’t even whine.

Next day the rain arrived. Oh no, not again! Luckily Mummy had packed our raincoats or we would have been even wetter.




 

I’m not coming out until the rain stops





Thank goodness we got some nice warm sunshine after all that.

 



Hooray. Time to get wet again!



We were absolutely pooped after that big weekend and slept all the way home.





We can't wait to go camping again

Taco & Charlie























Wordless Wednesday (well, nearly)



Ahhh… beach



Towel Time

It was muddy at the park today so we had to have a bath. It was long overdue and apparently there has been a slight whiff of dog in the car.

At least we’re small enough to get washed in the bath tub and Mummy always uses warm water. I know we’re lucky cos some dogs get hosed down in the yard – eek!

I don’t like the water bit, but I love towel time, especially when it turns into tug-of-war.

 

Tug-of-war with my big brother



 

Shaking out the "do"

I’m clean and fluffy again, but not for long.

Back soon

Charlie

Surprise!

The Gardener (AKA Mum) has had a struggle with weeds this year. Grass and other unwanted plants have been popping up everywhere because of all the rain, so this little flower was a lovely surprise.



What’s a flower doing here?



Something smells good!

Surprise pansy

We'll be keeping a lookout for other surprises.

Bye for now

Taco

The Reef Team

Sam's cousin Sprocket was visiting from the country, so we hung out at the park and took him on our favourite walk.

We make a great team - posing for our official photo and then getting down to the serious business of sniffing 'n' peeing.

Come back soon Sprocket!

Charlie

My miserable week

I’ve had a bit of a personal problem, which led to excessive licking. Actually, there was something irritating that I was trying to wash off, so I had a pretty good excuse. I had to wear this hideous thing day and night.

It was uncomfortable for sleeping but mostly I just felt sorry for myself. Looking forlorn worked well as I got twice as many treats as usual (so did Charlie, I might add, for doing nothing). I was even allowed to sit on the table and have dinner in bed.

I had Mummy wrapped around my little toe as she knew I couldn’t scratch my own ears J

The first day was interesting while I was getting used to being a “wide-load” and kept bumping into things. Charlie got shoved out of the way a few times – haha! I learned fast and the only thing I couldn’t manage was the dog-flap as it’s exactly the same width as the cone - lucky we have staff to open the doors.

The vet prescribed anti-biotics and anti-inflammatory medicine to make things better. I’m pretty smart when it comes to detecting new substances that have been added to food and treats, even crushed up. I can separate the tasty treat from the rest, eat what I want and then spit out the bits of tablet. Mummy got fed up with this and decided to use a hard-line approach of pushing the tablet to the back of my throat where I had to swallow it. Who knew she could be so brutal? Yuk!

The good news is I’m better and I don’t have to wear an Elizabethan collar anymore. I suppose I looked quite elegant and it was guaranteed to get lots of attention from humans, but I’m glad to be rid of it.



Cone-free Zone



Back soon

Taco

PS Charlie has been itching too. We think it’s caused by a plant called Tradescantia, so Mummy is trying to remove it all from the garden.

Long Reef

I promised to show you the view. Isn’t it amazing?

 

And how about this thing?

It's a waterspout, which is like a tornado over the ocean. If it had moved closer it might have sucked us up and dropped us in Oz, which would be funny because we already live here!

I think I’d be great as Toto incidentally.

Back soon

Charlie