Facing North

This blog should be renamed. I'm on my way up north, far north I'd say. I'll take a plane today and find a new place to stay, 'cos this town is too small for me. Bye staffies, bye-bye foxes, bye-bye-bye Victoria Park!

East End Girl

This is vehicle is headed to a paradise, I think. And via Crossbreedharbour! Is that West End, boys?

Dendrology propaganda leaflets

Do I look smart in the underexposed picture where I try to catch a leaf from Platanus x hispanica (London plane, you might say)? How about my flexibility in the overexposed snapshot of me almost killing a leaf of Quercus rubra? Would you call me focused on chasing a Castanea sativa leaf in the last pic?

Please forgive my photographer, he's human after all. At least he got that reflection right on my solid silver collar (that costs more than 1000 pences which equals about 85 chicken wings at today's rate).

Hooray!

You can't believe what just happened: with a little help of my brave hoo-man I finally got rid of that rotten tooth! I was brave, too - it wasn't easy to let that smelly buddy go. I guess people will appreciate my kisses more from now on. Times are changing. 

Radiator station on vacation

My virtual life has now officially three (3) followers. That's a lot, actually that's hardly imaginable amount of things to me. And the looks of the stalkers! They all look same to me which is not so surprising when it comes to humans.

It's raining in London and I like it. The falling drinking stuff makes my park visits sportier and the radiator feels even warmer when coming back home. I'll open the Guardian and read what's happening in the world. Ok, I'm not a subscriber, so maybe I'll just take a regular London Paper or London Lite and pee on it. 

Bark up the wrong tree

I wonder does the Grey Snake-Bark Maple bark to snakes or bark like a snake? I speak seldom, but it sounds more like a mouse (a cartoon character of some kind). Black Rodent-Bark Wolf, that's me!

It's been really confusing since I learned reading. It all started when My Folks begun my Brain Training with a seemingly empty espresso can. When I play with that can, it provides small delicies such as apple peels, pieces of carrot or beans. Even if I am carnivorous and therefore enjoy eating dead mammals and poultry, I still respect vegetarian treats in some extent. And of course, as a Brit I love garbage. At home I have no access to the bin, but on the streets the people in my hoods keep the streets pretty well covered. Thanx. A lot!

Back to my thoughts. Where was I? Anyone?

Puppy bloomer

End the dog abuse! Never buy puppy products, even with traces of puppy! Make the difference!

Snow country for old men

Where did all those snowmen go? I found a great number of bodies lying in My Park and none of them seemed to have a grip of life anymore. I tried to eat as many as I could, as their pure white meat is easy to digest (instantly in my mouth, to be exact) but it's terribly cold. 

Apparently the snow civil war has ended now and my northern humans can come out again, as they are pacifists when it comes to snow. We Brits are violent and and inhuman (especially we wolves), so we have no mercy for passers-by if we have a good snowball at hand. We remember our manners and polite everyday gestures again when the snow is replaced with salt, garbage and dog poo again. What did the vikings do to us when they invaded our rainy island?

Hey all, meet Bouncie. Bouncie, meet all.

This fellow lives with us but he keeps it quiet most of the time. I let him wear my red collar while I'm using my new, silvery and reflective one. The red one is still my fav, but it must have shrunken when I playe... worked in the snow. Ok, I've gained weight a bit (just 1,4 kg in two weeks) but I should be able to wear my old clothes! Does my bum look big?

Back to Bouncie. This guy may look like a decent flat mate, but it's all a facade. I'm 100% sure he was the one to pee on those curtains that laid on the floor. Bad puppy, Bouncie! That cute terrorist also stole a slipper and put it in MY BED and staged me guilty! One day I'll pay him back. Maybe just chew his head off, that should do it. Those puppy eyes do not work on me, you two-faced fake!

Mental care needed

The wackos (yea, my folks) think I have some mental problems, so we went to see a mentist yesterday. They managed to make an appointment to the farthest mental clinic in London that I thought we were moving back to Devon when we travelled there. 

Anyways, the doctor and the nurses were really generous, they gave me delicious treats all the time. My mental problems are obviously pretty visible, as the doctor could see them by opening my chewing pit. He declared me as an owner of two rotten (my favourite seasoning) teeth! He prescribed me antilopes in tablet form and told that they would be somewhat tasty. Bull poo! Not True! Antilopes are best eaten raw and fresh. My peoples promised to hunt them with me next time we visit Antafrica. Well, I have to eat those tablets for a week in order to get rid of the infection the brown teeth brought with them.

My android part was checked too and it seemed to work like a mac. Imagine if they had installed a micro chip with Windows Vista under my skin! Happily I'm a crossbreed, part dog, part computer and a twist of mouse. Canis lupus familiaris, not far from the wolf, huh?

Freedom of speech

Look what I found the other day while snooping around My Town. They charge you three money units per two-hour barking! Ridiculous! Just think if the hit musical 'Cats' would be translated into my language, it would cost five units per tail! Thank Dog I'm more into bouncy moves than vocal expression. 

So much to do, so little bladder!

No time to pose!  London's population has to be doubled as those white creatures with carrot noses have invaded My Park. It's my first snow (correct if I'm wrong) and I like it a lot. I'm pretty good speeding and turning but still need some exercise with braking and concentrating. That's better than most drivers, I think.

Our northern guests got an extra day in London as the sky scratchers did not fly today. Actually they flew, but they could not land in London. Maybe someday my people purchase one of those as their underground trains stopped today. "Adverse weather conditions..." Where? Gimme some more!