1st August 2008
Ella The Labradoodle Won't 'Speak' To Me
Since she has starred on the Labradoodle News Squidoo lens my Labradoodle Ella refuses to have anything to do with me. I fear that I described her correctly as a bitch and implied that her pedigree was less than a poodles. She still believes that SHE rules. I am sure that she cannot read so why did I stupidly show her she is on the web?
18th July 2008
My Labradoodle Has A Sense of Humour
I was lying in bed this morning when Ella came bounding up the stairs to see me, Leapt on my wifes bed, hurdled across to mine. Fortunately I was partially conscious so managed to protect the family jewels when she stuck her tongue in my ear! Unfortunately she had just had a drink and was soaking. MMmmmm
12 th July 2008
Why Does She Always Want More?
I do not understand why, after 2 years nearly, of taking my Labradoodle Ella out several times a day does she still want an extra few inches on the lead. If I walk her very closely controlled on the lead she will 'lean' on the lead. If I give her say 4 feet of lead she requires 4 feet 2 inches and if she has 12 feet she requires 12 feet 2 inches on the way to the park.
On the way back she generally walks like an angel with no tension and pulling. Oh Hum! When she grows up I am told she will settle down.
30th March 2008
Does Your Dog Contain a Time Clock?
Well it has happened again and once again caught me by surprise. My dog has been hassling me for dinner again! Normally my dog is a great creature of habit at precisely 6.00 pm starts to make a 'wheres dinner dad' fuss. Ella, the labradoodle, started again this evening and I was telling her that it is not time for dinner when I realised that it is the start of the summer and the clocks have gone forward an hour. I did try to explain this to her but being a ditzy blonde bombshell labradoodle she does not understand.
23rd March 2008
Does Your Dog Act As A Conscience?
It is strange but no matter how much my dog Ella, a labradoodle, appears to be sleeping she always hears me leave the room. Usually if I head here to my office or the bathroom she immediately leaps into my seat and then pretends that she has always been sitting there when I return. After much pulling and 'OFF!' she will settle back on the floor.
However if I head in the direction of the kitchen she creeps along behind me so that she can look forlorn when I open the fridge or have a biscuit. Obviously I have to give her her tithe.
