FRIENDS I LET ON MY BEACH Page 2 
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I was very lucky to survive this mauling by Bella and Raji, their mum won "Best of Breed" in Rotorua recently! Anyway being pedigree English Bull Terriers they should obviously be muzzled constantly it is shocking to learn that their owner lets his kids play with these killers UNSUPERVISED!                                           Autumn is a  Cornwallis Resident and is a lovely little Rotty, for some reason her owner won't let her socialise much on the beach and she is always struggling on the lead to come and play with me, dad won't let me approach dogs on leads as they can behave funny because they are not on "neutral" territory, being attached to their owners.    As expected because she wasn't allowed to socialise she has turned out a bit rough and has bashed several dogs up now whenever she gets off the leash.........
I was so excited when I heard Molly and Mitches new Bro had been named after a FAMOUS GUNFIGHTER Matt Dillon off GUNSMOKE!!!!!! But no, I got the spelling wrong and he has been named after a POET Dylan Thomas or possibly Bob Dylan.........either way the "poet" in him shows......as is apparent from above photos! Oh well at least Karma isn't the ugliest dog on the beach anymore! Molly and Mitch are brother and sister but totally different.Molly is a typical snappy unsociable [with me] Border and Mitch plays with everyone and everything! Here he is trying to "round me up" its one of HIS favourite games.....he fixes me with this steely eyed stare as if he expects me to freeze like a damn sheep......naturally being a Staffy I am always a bit fixated on somthing [ladies] and tend to run him over if he "freezes" in front of me.
There are certain mis-informed individuals who think mine and Jakes relationship is "unatural".....well I can assure those concerned we are both TOTALLY secure in our masculinity and feel no requirement to conform to their ideas of "normal"! Jake has a "Horse" and Fred is his brother and we are going to ride "Horse" down the beach to annoy the rangers.......I'm not quite sure what a "horse" is but if I can ride Jet Boats, Motor Cycles, diggers and Canoes I'm sure I can handle it.
Skye, is 20 weeks old and has no respect for me at all, I have accidently flattened her, ignored her [as in photo] and stole her toys but still she pesters me........note the strangle hold her mum has on her to stop her molesting the rug-rat! She just returned from a farm and had put on 10lb, apparently made up of placentas, calf hooves and used nappies...........typical Lab god knows why women find the smelly sods so appealing! Now in 2005 Skye has grown a lot bigger than me and has trained her master that the only way to get her to leave the beach is to drive off at high speed and leave her behind.........

 

Under severe pressure "Sally" has been added to my website, I am not happy with her inclusion cause she  never actually makes it to the beach despite living at Cornwallis.........her mum is worried she might cut her toe on a shell, get lost in the bush, drown while wrestling a sardine, step in something smelly, get drool on her coat from playing with other dogs, poke her eye out on a grass stem, overheat in summer, catch cold in winter, blah blah blah.........I actually doubt her existance and believe shes a figment of her mums imagination ......she just fantasizes about having a "dog" cause she sees me having fun every day and has settled for this fluffy,cutsey stuffed pussy shaped toy!!
You may well ask how the heck "Mufasa" not even being in the same country as me managed to get on my website........WELL dad lost a bet.......he told Mufasa's mum "hell would freeze over before a Mutt from the Americas got on my site" ...... but then he weakened and said if she sent a picture of herself running naked in the snow smeared in apricot jam wearing nothing but "Mufasa" he would post a picture............and here it is..........the other photo is available upon proof of age! Mufasa has never actually seen ANY beach, and is not allowed to play with other dogs as he is "fragile" ......I'm pretty "fragile" myself in a Staffy sort of way and since I haven't seen SNOW I guess we aren't THAT different despite the 7000 miles! [and 40 pounds] I stand corrected!! Sally does exist and she has a sister called "Georgy", she has illusions of grandeur and attacked me when I tried to steal the breakfast she found on the beach! Here Sally is hiding from me behind a rock........unfortunately the shyness didn't last too long.....she has TWO DIFFERNT coloured eyes! Its quite disconcerting and makes it hard to guess which direction she is going to run ........
Blue and Ruby get a lot of BIG walks here they are at Kakamatua on the other side of the Cornwallis Peninsula;  Ruby is a grumpy old bitch and growls at everyone but I think I may have charmed her as I get to sniff her without getting a snarl these days; Blue is a hypo little Cocker and always seems busy  Jack is an ex pound dog and has had a hard time, at home when he hears a loud noise he runs and hides in the toilet..........he is normally on a lead but lately he is allowed to run free and he even gave me a hand to molest "Archie" the other day! 
This clown was going to be named after the Simpsons dog on TV, I thought that was a good idea but his owner went through all the dog names on the internet and came up with "ARCHIE" ........not exactly macho but ok I s'pose; He runs pretty fast and even  Karma struggles to catch him.

                                             

Pooch is the only dog on the beach to have had a  ride in my Jet boat! I'm not jealous however cause she is also the only dog on the beach with legs smaller than mine, [poor mutt]. Her sister Maisy is half Great Dane and is lovely but like all women with long legs is very hard to catch [or sniff]. Pooches owner watches dads mullet net sometimes to stop people nicking it!
These two Mutts owners have moved from Cornwallis to some place South of Bombay called "Whakatane" ........I have no idea what motivated the move but clearly the dogs were not factor in the decision.........after all how could anyone who named their dogs "Count Otto von Puponga" and "Clara the Beautiful" REALLY give a damn about their dogs?????  I am pretty sure they are cross-breeds as I cannot imagine anyone developing a dog shaped like them on purpose...........I s'pose with faces like that they would be handy for  chasing parked cars.........and the tiny curly tail and little legs would allow them to intermingle with piglets so perhaps they were designed for pig hunting?? Chelsea is very spoiled and gets to go to work with her Dad most days, I'm not really into playing with kids [they smell funny and are always yelling and poking things] but Sean seen me on the net and said I could play with his little girl Chelsea if I let him visit and cuddle me.................
OK this is him! My Nemesis, when I moved in as a puppy and was building my house Buddy came up and pooed and wee'd all over my section every day and when I complained he beat me up ..........BIG MISTAKE........now whenever I see him I'll run a mile to beat the crap out of him! I just grab his face and sit down, his owner goes mental and I just smile and release him  after a few minutes, I never draw blood but my god its satisfying!!!! This is Anna,  me and dad found her down a cliff pretty tired and sick where she had chased a pig. We carried her home and dumped her at a neighbours who had lost his old dog Tyson who you can see in the "In Memory" part. Well she hasn't looked back and has decided pig hunting is a bit too strenuous and now spends her days on the deck sleeeping; She is good on the boat and comes fishing with us often.


Charlie has a new sister her name is Bramble, thats like a small thorn or prick, from what I have seen the name suits, Her mum thinks she is a "Flat Coated Retriever "........yeah right; I am a wee bit jealous however as I would like a sister [that was no relation] and had short legs. Some guys get all the luck. This is her at 14 weeks old, apparently she can swim already [I could to if I wanted]. She seems remarkably calm and dad couldn't get her to chase the chickens or goldfish and even when I flattened her she wouldn't fight back ......maybe shes a real lady and not another bloody lesbian like her mum.
YAAAAY Webster has finally made it to my site, we see him often but keep forgetting to take his photo. If you look "Tennis Ball" up in a dictionary it says "see Webster!!"


He got his name from his Mums Maiden name.........what a groveller his dad must be. His dad has one of those whippy sticks that launch tennis balls and he has trained his dad really well so that from one end of the beach to the other all he does is chase balls...........his dad talks in a loud funny voice and always greets me with "HULLO LITTLE FULLOW" ; I let him get away with it cause I dont think its a reference to my length of leg.
Damn, what are the odds???? Bramble has a TWIN sister Pepper.........I have dreams about twins, but in my dreams they are never this fast nor obnoxious; Their owners don't realise that after dad grabbed them for this photo he swapped collars and cut tail hairs from one so he could tell if it was noticed and the owners didn't even realise!!!! They probably still have the wrong mutt!!

I have just had the TRAGIC news that both Peppers and Brambles owners are getting  them "fixed" ........Bloody lesbians, spoil it for everyone.
Meet Hazel, her  dad is a POM,  he's always hanging round stealing my dads Bourbon;
Me and dad put up with him cause she is such a sweety,  she is terrified of me but beats the
crap out of Karma and Daphne,  I thought it was a bit hard calling Daphne such a sooky name
but you would have to be a serious Tail Gunner to come up with "Hazel".............mind you
she was rescued from some REAL a--holes who never let her off a chain so we forgive him,
she is starting to turn into a well balanced shepard depite her upbringing, so maybe theres
even hope for her dad!



 
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