Yeronga Memorial Park

Today we visited Yeronga Memorial Park, and had a lovely time frisking in the off-leash area, then went for a nice long walk around the grounds. The humans enjoyed reading all the historical plaques and finding out a bit about Brisbane's past. They even discovered that American troops had stayed there during World War II!

Yeronga Memorial Park Cenotaph

Caption Us!

The humans are sick and their senses of humour have gone on holiday. They can't come up with a good caption even though our pic is crying out for one. Please help!

Let them come! (Seriously,that's the best the humans could do at the moment, they're so fired.)

No Dogs

Mt Gravatt has beautiful (steep!) walking tracks through the bush, so we like to take the humans up there for some exercise. We thought it might be nice to work up a good appetite and then have breakfast at the Echidna Magic Cafe. However, this sign greeted us:

WTD?!! Discrimination! Dogs are allowed on the tracks (on leash), but then we can't relax and enjoy the views. The humans had breakfast there on a day that they dared to go out without us (grr), but said it was very overpriced and the food wasn't very nice. Hah! That'll teach them.

Swimming at Sandgate

Sandgate Beach - This is an awfully big bath, Mum!

Jack here, reporting in from my snuggle blankie. It's been an absolutely beautiful weekend here in sunny Brisbane, so the humans decided to take us on an adventure. Dad put the horrible harnesses on us, and put us in the magic machine (or 'car' as the Mum calls it) and we set off to Sandgate. And we enjoyed ourselves so much yesterday, that we did the same thing today! Yeah! Ella is passed out on the lounge snoring. Dad is passed out in his chair snoring. And I'm getting Mum to type this quickly so that we can join in the snorefest.

Living the good life on our own private island!

I'm completely knackered after going for a proper swim for the very first time. Usually I paddle and then reverse out of the wet stuff as quickly as my paws can take me. But this weekend Mum and Dad were walking with me, and I was bouncing through the water happily when Mum started making the most awful squealing noise! She was saying, "Jackie's swiiiiiiiimiiiiiiing, look babe, he's swimming!"

What? OH NOES, WHERE DID THE GROUND GO?!!! And why is Mum's voice so squeaky?!

Jellyfish - "LEAVE IT" command? Love it!

Anywoof, it was pawsomely fun. Except when the nasty waves kept slapping me in the face and the humans sounded suspiciously like they might have been snickering about it, and offered such useful advice as, "Turn your face away, mate!" Oh Really? If you weren't making me swim towards you into the slap-happy waves that might have been a bit easier, HUMANS!

They also yelled "Leave it!" a fair bit,  but we didn't mind for once because there were scary looking things like this jellyfish! Dad says that this sort isn't dangerous like a lot of the other ones (Ella: I was not told that there are a LOT of other bad stingy sorts! I'm rethinking this beach business.)

Dad also saw a stone fish and even yelled at Mum to stay away from that one. They are very poisonous and can even kill you if the sting is untreated. (Ella: What? .... I'm never leaving the lounge again.)

 

Sandgate Beach - Dogs Gone Wild

We had an absolute ball but all that running and swimming has made me super sleepy so I'm going to tell Mum to put the lappytop and me to bed.  I hope all your dreams are as good as mine will be tonight.

Porky Pups

Ella says:

So, the nasty vet pinched me and told me I'm fat. Is that any way to talk to a lady?! He called me a Porky Pup. So hurtful. He wants me to lose at least 1kg, preferably 2, and said that Jack could stand to lose around 1kg.

Doesn't he realise how much work is involved to get extra kgs? The sad faces I've had to pull? The bins I've had to raid? The pet shop girls I've had to schmooze for treats? The Daddy I've had to... well, he pretty much gives me treats if I breathe, so not really too much effort there, heh heh heh. And of course, Mum, instead of defending me and pointing out that I'm just a bit fluffy at the moment, AGREED WITH HIM. Foul treachery! Check out my physique to the left. I'm strong and confident in my Big Beautiful Woofer fur.

This is what's going to happen to the vet next time he says something rude to us ===>

The upside is we're getting even more exercise and good foods in an effort to slim down. Dad (and Mum if she's not on late shift) have started taking us for a walk at 4:45am because it's getting super hot in Brisbane now and that's the only time cool enough to be enjoyable. For our overseas visitors, Brisbane is a sub-tropical city and we're headed into Summer. It was 36 degrees Celsius (97F) at our house yesterday! Even worse, it's so muggy that it feels like the air is a heavy wet blanket trying to smother us. Bleh!

Anywoof, Mum said that we're looking more streamlined already, and that we'll all feel better for being fitter. Oh really? I don't see HER evening rations being halved, do I?! Growl.