to one and all and what a hectic period it’s been,
I’ve just been so busy with the kind of schedule
that only stardom brings. You know what it’s like??
Press conferences, Radio interviews and TV appearances
are all the things I’ve not done!!! But just for
a second I bet you were thinking WOW…….what
a star, what a hero……….what a guy!!
maybe you weren’t
what have I been up to??
apart from the parties and the visits and the general
having real summertime fun in the sun!! I dug a hole to
show up Rico, I took a plastic milk container off Freya…..because
I could, and I have found a way of avoiding the Dearest
my pride and joy? Well peeps I will tell you. Remember
the Basket I made last time out?
during some minor interruption when it rained a little!!
I have made a new one. The however was that my over enthusiastic
ego got in the way and I made it too big and now struggle
to get my toys out of it………damn and
and by the way? Don’t think for a second that all
this activity has in any way affected my gorgeous looks
or the fact I’m French. I just felt you might have
is Duncan (He’s the Spin) Mini Max with the toy
in his mouth (He’s a Springer) and in the background
and not wanting to steal the limelight is yours truly
– Me, Claude (I’m French, Gorgeous and a Barbet
WERE having fun until the Boss called us in………Sometimes,
good, the bad and the ugly……come on….you
know the tune!!
on when we were all out I got the plastic milk container
off Freya in a classic display of cunning and poise. I
even surprised myself at just how brilliant I am and how
easy it was to extract said article from the Italian…….she
is such a pushover
now for the truth!!!!!
had the container originally and came out of the house
with it, I, being me, wanted it. So I duly proceeded to
simply take it from her. However, the Italian did not
want to give it up and so I deployed devious method number
7?? Just go up and snatch it from her and run like hell…..
unusually for me I failed. Sacre bleu, did I just say
was then the selfish “It’s mine Frenchy, get
your own” came into her own and showed her true
colours – and we’re not talking brown here
peeps, we are now dealing with a female Mafioso of the
canine variety. I don’t care what she’s won
and how good she is being trained as a gun dog like me,
this means now that we are at war. And this pup ain’t
for losing……..time will tell and I must be
patient. Now where’ve I heard that before??
so with little option I had 5 minutes with the container
and just when I was about to give it back to her…………..JJ
came along and took it off me, because he’s a BIG
dog and he could. Well that’s what I told the Italiano
for 5 minutes it was bliss!!
was out with us – digging.
anything he can do I can do better. Oh this is so embarrassing?
there was that Italiano with the container blackmail moment
and now that Viz and his digging……
went to join him after JJ stole my container. The big
Bully, and he’s also Italian and half the time reckons
He’s The Don……..dumb more like (I hope
he doesn’t read this or I’m going to have
to run my legs off and I’ve only just got them)!!
digging, yes I remember – don’t remind me
– more embarrassment
on Rico at Digging is like taking on JJ for the container,
there was ever only going to be one winner and believe
it or not peeps – it wasn’t going to be me.
That weird dog could dig for the Hungarian Olympic digging
team and take gold….see what I mean?
the Gold medal for digging goes to………..Hungary
the ‘didn’t quite qualify for the Olympic
team’ was this pitiful effort by France!!
digging days are over peeps, and this adventure is turning
out to be a bit of a disaster and trust me, I don’t
do disasters (that often)
now for the good news!!
that basket I made a few weeks ago? Well peeps I’ve
made another one!!
only problem was that I got carried away and it’s
turned out to be a little too big and now I struggle to
get my toys out of it. I fell into the damned thing last
week looking for something or other and made a fool of
myself in front of a couple of the Italians. Silly Claude………
here’s one I made earlier…….no just
joking – this is the basket as work in progress!!
is the finished basket with Claude in progress, it was
shortly after this I fell in!!!
when you’ve finished laughing just remember those
Italians were puppies once!!
you see me, now you don’t - I have new weapons against
the Dearest One?
an astounding moment of sheer bravery I discovered that
if I get into the really long grass around the woods and
the edge of the field then ‘She’ can’t
we end up playing hide and seek. I hide ‘She’
seeks and I go on to cheat!!
Claude – ‘never’, I hear you say?
ok it’s not so much cheating as it is just not being
discovered because I can move about in the undergrowth
without being seen, so where ‘She’ thinks
I am – I’m not
annoying is that?
all started one day when a couple of the Italian mobsters
were in the woods, up to no good no doubt. The Dearest
One set out to find them and I went along for the laugh
– or so I thought.
the biped with its legs a little longer than mine went
through all this long grass I got left behind and not
wanting to risk my damned good looks and ending up having
a bad hair day I stayed back a little…..OK OK –
was leaving me behind…….sad moment……ish
looked to me like a task too far, but not wanting to let
the French side down I grabbed a bucketful of adrenalin,
heaps of courage and went for it…
I poo’d, not sure which now
onwards and…….onwards I went and you know
what?? It was then I discovered that ’She’
couldn’t see me after a while, so as my courage
grew and I ventured into the unknown – I also discovered
I was lost!! Music moment here I think……(or
was that my bum again)
having broken up the Italians nesting in the woods ‘She’
turned her attention to me!!
And couldn’t see me – hahahaha……..nur
nur nee nur nur (I can be childish because I still am)
Claude in full camouflage gear!
on admit it?? You struggled for a moment to spot me didn’t
was thinking of running a competition you know “Spot
Claude” - and I was going to give away my basket
as the prize.
basket took me hours to make and as it’s mine why
the hell would I want to give it away. And I also felt
the competition was a little too difficult for you as
I am very hard to see.
would have been looking for hours………
a French thing – and you still wouldn’t understand
peeps that’s it for these adventures, I’m
resting and reducing the adrenalin rush and letting the
putting right my bad hair day as long grass, deep undergrowth
and getting lost did nothing for my looks.
revoir for now – and watch out?? I could creep up
on you and you’d never see me – BOO!