I'm not sure about the rest of you, but over the years, I've become a little bit annoyed with that camera thing the He Two Legged One totes about and insists on putting in front of my face when I'm concentrating on serious things like running, sniffing, rolling and swimming. As a result, I've become adept at doing all I can to spoil the photographs - I turn around at the last minute, I poke my tongue out, I squint etc. But the He Two Legged One has outsmarted me (I would not usually admit this you must understand) - he bought this super duper serious lens for his camera and I think I'm done for - in this photograph, I was MILES away (this is a slight exaggeration) from him and yet I look so close don't I?? Well, it's back to the drawing board for me now - I'll have to come up with other ways to get out of having my photograph taken!!
Woof for now.
Groucho
This blog is about Groucho, our fearless, bewhiskered, blessed with a wonderful sense of humour, who, thanks to the wonderful Westie Rescue (www.westierescue.ie) we were able to adopt and he is now our much loved Four Legged Family Member. We hope you enjoy reading about his adventures and his Westie view on life!
Monday, 30 April 2012
A new camera
Thursday, 26 April 2012
A WONDERFUl weekend
Friday, 13 April 2012
Gotcha Day
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Another holiday without me
Yes well, I hope you all had a good Easter. I did, even if the Two Legged Ones went away without me (this is becoming a bit of a bad habit with them) - they went to see this scultpure exhibition somewhere miles away from where we live - it took them 9 hours by car but it sure looks like it was worth it. I could have gone but I chose not to - they drove 1900km in three days so while I would have had fun when they stopped, most of the time I would have been in the car and oh, ok, for the first few hours that would be great fun but after that, I know I would have been bored. I don't see the attraction of road trips unless, at the end of it, I get to run around for a very long time, on my terms (ie I don't have to come back, I can stay as long as I want and I can do whatever I want) and I couldn't have done that on this trip. So, I went to the older two legged ones and hung out with them which is a nice change as they are much easier to boss around than the Two Legged Ones.
And, of course, when the Two Legged Ones got back, I was overwhelmed with tummy rubs, hugs (a few too many if I'm to be honest, I'm not really a huggy type of Westie) and a very very long walk.
Woof for now.
Groucho









