Friday, 2 January 2015

Krissmus

Ey ham sori ey haz not writed in me blog for a wile. This is becos ey haz bin busi wiv somefink kalld krissmus.  Ey dunt no if evry wun haz krissmus but we did haz it heer in me noo home. 

Wen ey did cum heer (wot woz free weeks ago), ey fort it woz very odd that thar woz a tree in de liffin room but we woz not allowd tu do wees on it.  Marko did tells me vat it woz a Krissmus Tree an it woz veri skari.  Marko dus not liyk krissmus trees - he sez yew must be kareful becos vey wotch yew an vey move.  Ey did larf at him an ey did say stoopid krissmus tree, ey ham not skared off yew.  Marko sed 'be kwiyet, ver krissmus tree duzent liyk it if yew are rood to it' but ey just larfed sum moor.

Ve next day, my mummi an daddi did put somefinks called dekorashuns on krissmus tree.  Ey did fink vey lookt veri tastee an ey managed to get a biyt out off a fairy wot is ment to go on top off ver tree.  Daddi said 'Ohh no Jill' but mummi sed 'Vat is ver spare fairy, we haz anuvver one so vats OK'. 

Wen vey had finish dekoratin ver tree an ve liffin room, ey did try an ate lots of fings an vey kept goin 'No Jill' wich mayd me larf  an ey went an layed down wiv my hed under the tree.  All ofa sudden a rownd bally fing dropped on mi hed!!!  Then ey woz a bit skared off the tree too an ey did deside to leaf it alone.

Marko did tell mi vat on Krissmus Heave we haz tu go tu bed earli an if wez bin gud dogs, Fartha Dogmuss cums an leafs us pressints.  Ey fort he wuz jokin but Molli sed it wuz troo.  Ey wuz a bit skared ven vat ey had not bin a gud gurl (ey did a wee on ver flore an on ver rug an ey did ate ver fairy an sum dekorayshuns) but Marko sed everywon did a wee on ver flore at leest wunce an mummi an daddi always haz norti dogs an Fartha Dogmuss still cums. 

Mummi an daddi kept cumin in ve hawse wiv bags of stuff wot smelt nice but got hided away.  An vey kept disapeering intu rooms an klosin doors an stuff - iss awl veri mistheerius.

Eneyway, we did wayk up on Krissmus day an ver woz presints!!!  Ey haz neva reerly had presints (alvo, kind peepell at Foal Farm did sent me stuffs) so ey wuz konfoosed - ey did fink awl de presints wuz fur mi!  Ver woz free teddiz an bi missteak, ey did kill Marko's won.  He wuz kryin but mummi sed 'don't be a baybee Marko, yew dunt evin play wiv teddiz' but he went upstares to sulk.  Ven bi anuvva haxident, ey picked up Molli's teddie an shi did SHOWT at mi an show her teefs! So ey did showt back an mummi did showt at us all vat Fartha Dogmuss kud see us an wi all shut up. 

Mummi sed to daddi 'Wi are not havin vem all arguwin on Krissmus day, ver iss onli wun fing for it' an ey wuz skared ver wun fing mite be mi bein sended bak becos ey wuz norti.   But instead, mummi an daddi did put awr leeds on an tayk us on ver longest walk eva!

Wen we gots bak, we wuz all frendz agen an wi hed gi ant bonyos an a big sleep.  Wen wi woked up wi had krissmus dinna!  Marko an Molli had sed abowt krissmus dinna but ey fort vey woz lyin!  Ey had turkee an ham an yorksheer terrior puddin an brussil sprowts an kranbree sorce an grayvee an vegamabels an ey ated it awl.  An ey burpt.  An fartid a bit.  An mummi an daddi sed 'cor Jill, your bum stinx'  An ven we awl had big kuddles (mi mummi got fluffy jamas wot woz liyk a teddy) an ey fartid sum more an mummi opend ver window a bit. 

Ey du luffs krissmus.  Ey hope it happins evree week x x x

Tuesday, 23 December 2014

Marko an Molli





Ey did say ey wud tell yews about Marko an Molli wot does live here too. They is lurchas - Marko is a salooki mixed wiv somefink  els. He haz a sexi  bum bum an wen mummi rubs it, his bak legs go funni an he goes awl wobbly. Marko dus not do feefin but he dus no lots of fings. His favrit fud is chippy chippy chip chips.

Molli iz a ball lurcha - her mum mi an daddi woz a greyhound an a Staffishire Ball Terrior. Hayparently lots of peeple dunt liyke ball lurchas but ey dunt no wye. My mummi an daddi  sez she iz ver sweetest, kindest an most cuddlee dorg in ver wurld. She does sit liyke a gud  girl an she dus give peeple big kisses. She dunt do feefin either.

Bofe of vem haz homes before vey cum here but vey wuz found strayin (vey wuz problee dumped bi their familees ) an went to the pownd. They won vary lucky becos Arntee Lisa at Greyhound Gap - greyhoundgap.org.uk  did find them an reskew them.

Ey will tells yew more abowt reskews soon but to us dorgs wivout homes vey is heeven an full of angels who look arfter us an help us find our foreva familees. I luffs vem.

Luff Nojill x x x

Introduction

Mi nayme is Nojill.  Ey did fink it woz Jill but since ey hev cum to mi howse, all mi mummi an daddi sez is Nojill so it must be mi nayme.

Before ey cumd heer ey lived wiv Tigga at Foal Farm (www.foalfarm.org.uk) an before that ey  wuz sumware else.  Ey liked won of ver sumware elses ey lived in but ey did nort like ve furst sumware else becoz thay made mi do runnin an ey didunt runs farst enuff so vey didunt feed mi vary mutch.  Now ey am skinny an ey cannot put wait on.  Molli (shiz mi nu frend, ey weel tell yew abowt hur in a minit) sez iss awl abowt ver bayse an ey will neva get a boyfrend but Tigga dident seems tu miynd.

Before ey starts mi hoffishal blog, ey muss get yew hup to speed abowt how ey cum heer to mi howse.  Rite so, Foal Farm mayde me wun of vere dogs wot got there pikture put on faysebook an twittar for Krissmus (ey dunt no abowt Krissmus, Marko who is mi uver nu frend who ey weel also tell yew abowt in a minit) an sow did Tigga.  A laydee wot visits the kats at Foal Farm tagged mi mummi into Tigga's pikture an sed yew want a greyhound, heer is won for yew.  Mi mummi sed 'oh deer, Marko dus not liyke uvver boyz. If that wos a gurl wi wood be interestid'.  So Kayte (vat is hur name) did send hur mi pikture!!!  An vey had to cum an see mi!

Wen vey cum an see mi, wi went to play in a paddeck next to ve sheeps.  Molli an ey played chasin but Marko jumped ve fence an went to play wiv them sheeps.  He dident no he wuznt allowed an he wudent cum bak.  Daddi had to klimb ova fencis to get him an mummi was wayvin a cocktail sossidge an sayin 'cum bak Marko, cum bak' but he dident. Hevenchooally, he stopped runnin an cum bak but ven daddi had to do the walk of lurcha shayme.

Afta that, ey showed them mi best feefin skills an they larfed an kept sayin Nojill so ey did fink ey wos on a winna.  When wi went bak to Arntee Cheree, ey wos lookin at hur an sayin in my hed, ey like vese peepel, go an pak mi bag, so ey wos veri confoosed as to wy ey wos takin bak to mi kennil.  Tigga did arsk wot did vey say but to be onist, ey wos so shore ey wos goin wiv vem, ey dident lissen.

Enyway, ey wos a bit sad  becos altho ey du luff mi kennil frends, ey had hurd otha dogs talkin abowt homes vey had bin in or vat vey wos goin to an ey did ratha liyke the eydear of won.  Ey had just given up on havin a home wen, yoo neva beleef it!  They cum bak!! Apparentlee, vey had told Arntee Cheree vey hat to arrange wurk an fings so vey cud be wiv mi wile ey setteled in an now ey wuz goin home wiv vem!  Ey walked up to mi new mummi an ey poked hur wiv mi wet noze an ey sed 'ware haz yew bin?  Eyz bin waytin fer ayges fer yew'.  An ey haz.  Eyz bin waytin mi hole life.

Luff Nojill x x x

PS Kayte is now mi Fairy Dog Muvva
PPS Mi mummi sed to mayke shore evrywon new shi wudent hav let Marko orf his lead if he had eva jumpt or tryd to play wiv sheeps before.  They wos gob smacked becos he karnt even jump ver littel wall in ver gardin
PPSS Tigga haz a nu home too.  Ey am goin to give him lodes of advice abowt livin in a home becos ey am vari gud at it