Hola todos! It is I, your favourite Spanish Gentleman Dog, on the road and reporting from Ireland. First of all I want to say: "Pfft!!". Why do I say this? Because ML and I did all the hard work to get here and then we only spent four days with my good friend Curly Murphy and
@RosieC and her magical pillow sofa. This is not NEARLY long enough.
Que lastima! What a shame!
I say to ML, "This is all
muy bien, very nice, but why did we have to leave Curly?" She says we are guests and should not overstay our welcome, but this I do not understand. How could anyone get tired of ME? I am so lovable and
guapo and easy to live with. I know this because ML tells me
todo el tiempo, all the time. I am CERTAIN that Rose thinks the same.
No hace nada, it doesn't mean anything, that I steal Curly's food and jump on Rose when she has food. No! I am the perfect houseguest.
Pero donde estaba yo? But where was I? Oh
si, our latest adventures in a place called Dingle.
Que triste, how sad, because I did not see much of Dingle this week because ML had to work. We were in a nice house with a nice lady named Marie and her daughter and their cat.
Gracias a dios, thank goodness for the cat sharing her food or I would have starved.
Que rico, how delicious is cat food? Why cannot dogs eat cat food all the time? It is not fair that cats get the best food.
Pero donde estaba yo? But where was I? Oh
si, Marie and her daughter. They let me come into their big fireplace room and sniff and sniff and play. It was very nice. They are buenas personas, good people.
Then today we moved house AGAIN. Really, ML? I find a nirvana of a child to play with and cat food and you make me leave AGAIN? Pfft!
Oh,
un momento, just a second...this new place is pretty good too. It has a garden just for me and ML says there is a Labrador named Pete and a
chica, a girl dog, named Bones who I will get to meet. And there is a fireplace for me to lay in front of.
Que bien! Pretty good job, ML!
The only thing I wasn't happy about was that a first ML made me lay on the floo
r. Ojala! As if!
Si, si, she did bring in my bed from the car, but I do not want to be on the floor. I want to be on the sofa where dogs BELONG. "No, no, Carbon - we have to follow the owner lady's rules which say 'No dogs on the furniture'. It's only two nights - you'll survive."
No, no. No, I will not survive. I am a very sad gentleman dog.
Then a miracle happened. ML went to introduce herself to the MEAN HORRIBLE owner lady who does not allow dogs on the furniture. ML saw that the owner lady's dogs were on her own sofa and thought there may be hope. So when the owner lady asked if I was happy in the cottage, ML said, "Oh, he's having to get used to being on the floor and is a little grumpy, but he'll get over it." "Why is he on the floor?" asked the owner lady. "Because in your rules you say No Dogs on the Furniture, so we're following the rules." "I'm sure I didn't write THAT!" said the owner lady. "OF COURSE he can go on the sofa!".
So in fact she is NOT a mean horrible owner lady, she is a wonderful kind owner lady and I am now on the sofa with a pillow and getting nice and warm from the fire.
Que milagro! What a miracle!
In addition to all those good things, ML went to the magical grocery place and bought me sweet potato and fish and vegetables and eggs and made me a HUGE dinner. I kid you not, my puppy belly is now so full that I am in a state of nirvana. Those are complicated words for a humble Spanish dog, but I take my food seriously and it deserves serious words.
We also stopped at the beach on the way home. That was fine. The food was better.
Here are some photos from my day.
Heading to the beach between the raindrops.
Si, si: a boring scenery shot, but ML says I must include them for "context". Does "context" mean that you all get so bored that you appreciate the photos of me more when they finally come?
Ojala! I hope so!
Pfft! More scenery.
Ah, this is
mucho mejor, much better.
This is my "Cannot we go home for dinner now?" face
Adios to the sunshine...
Here is the view out of our cottage window. Also this photo is for Cookie Man who does not understand how Ireland and the UK have separate taps for cold and hot water. ML says to tell you, "Here's proof!"
Our cosy living room, complete with piano. That is my bed from the car on the sofa.
And finally me on my sofa and the fire. Thank you, nice owner lady for letting me be where I am soooo comfy!
That's all for tonight:
buenas noches, mis amigos!