AND I just found out that both of the peeps are abandoning Floyd and I, to go away for SEVEN whole days! Yes, you read correctly. They are going on a holiday and they are not taking us. Yup, we're getting left behind, being "puppysat" by Aunty Brie, while they go to the beach!
AND to make it even worse (if that is possible) they are going to miss Floyd's first barkday! Poor little Floydie is going to turn the big "1", and they won't even be here to celebrate!
I really am beginning to wonder what sort of peeps they are!
She keeps apologising, she says that when they get back we will have a special combined celebration for Floyd and I (my barkday is not long after Floyd's) . But I am not sure it will be the same for Floyd, and I am not sure I like the idea of sharing MY day with another doggy... It had better be special, that's all I can say...
While I've been away it has been hot and dry and the fire danger has not gone away. There aren't any dangerous fires burning near me, but there are still many fires burning, all over Australia. In my state the danger has moved North to near a town called Coonabarabran. Where around 40 homes have been destroyed, and thousands of hectares of beautiful national park bushland has been burned.
The nearby Siding Springs Observatory filmed the dangerous fire as it passed, barely missing the main telescope.
This is the smoke from the Coonabarabran fire seen from a plane by a pilot.
In near by state, Victoria, many homes have been destroyed, and right now a number of fires are threatening homes and an emergency warning has been issued for some towns.
What amazes me and my peep is that with all these fires that have been burning for so long now, no peeps have died, we have to thank the amazing Rural and Country Fire Services for their hard work, protecting people at great risk to themselves. They are real heroes in my eyes.
On another, lighter note, Floyd has heard all about the up coming Valentine's Day Ball, and he reckons that he'd like to come. The only problem is, he doesn't want to go alone... I mean, I know who I am going to ask, but he has no idea... So, if there are any eligible ladies out there who would be interested in going with a tall, gangly, energetic
His interest include running, balls, barking, walkies , destuffing and general destruction and mess making.
While we're talking dates, I have a message for Kyla from my Uncle Fergus. He says he would be happy to go the ball with you, he was super surprised you asked him (I think he thought he was a bit old for that sort of thing).
He says as long as you don't mind his scruffy beard (often full of twigs and burrs), speaking up (he's a little hard of hearing), and understand that he might need to step outside every now and then for a break from the crowd, he'd be honoured to escort you, Kyla to the ball!
Now that I have got those two sorted out, it's time for me to get organised. There is no question in my mind of who to ask... I only have eyes for one girl... The sweet, the lovely...
So, sweet Jazzi, will you do me the honour of being my partner for the Valentine's Day Ball? Please...
I'm begging you...
So, wow, I think I will leave this epic post at that. I won't be able to post while my peep
Lots of lickies and wags from Dougall and Floyd.