Dogs wearing pearls and ducks in Malta.

Duck Launch Malta

Flying airmail to Malta as I type, my good friend Nikki will be popping this little duckling in the Mediterranean.

Armed with the Lyric of the Late Jim Reeve's...........

" Please Release me let me go"

up-date to follow.


Dog days

Rasmus in my pearls.

My full Swedish family member has been under a lot of pressure this weekend, realising that changes are afoot.

Something to-d0 with the massive amount of bubble wrap and art that I pain stack-inly packed. Our house fast became an alien zone.

His pass port is ready. Not very pleased about his 1st flight. Nor his anxious owners. My pearls made him happy for a while;-)

Lazy days

Making the most of the last week....days..... left in stockholm;-(

The outside experience, summer in Stockholm revolves around the water and the sun.

Golden body's, Tanning and bad does not quiet compute here!, I like tanning with moderation. Its all golden hair, golden beaches , be it local man made. They are still pretty golden and river swimming, great.

Home soon to the British rat race. I never really got that meaning until I left. Running in every direction And packing as much into one day as one can.
(my interpretation)

As opposed to Sitting back and noticing the seasons change. And wishing this summer season will not end. Stockholm for me

It's all just to much.

Tuesday-pack up day, more importantly triple bill, Twilight Night at the movie's, here I come;-) yes very lucky.

Rasmus and the knitted Graffiti.

Rasmus and the Pee'd on, Pink knitted Graffiti.

Here he is sat back admiring his work!,

No wait ..........

that's me admiring him and my work, from behind the camera;-)

This is Rasmus showing his full application for my art.

We took a walk last week before the big melt.

I graffiti my dog route, as it just makes it a little more
interesting, especially when there is nothing but stupid snow.

I like to diary if you like(Just a photo), how long they last.

And how they start to blend in with their surroundings.

I miss them when they are gone, do all the dog walkers?,

I hope so;-)

Rasmus obviously remembers this pink knit well

as he attempted to pee at it the 1st time but missed.

He is a only a doggy teen, just two.

(The tree that is!, he is house trained as does not pee on my knitting in general)

And on the re-visit he did it again,but properly.

I guess the knit is my way of marking the tree.

And the pee is Rasmus's.

Rasmus and my knitting

A dogs day inspired by a Grrl+Dog post, her guest blogger the dog side.

Buster

http://dneese.blogspot.com/2009/09/guest-blogger.html

My Dogs day

This is Rasmus, for those who don't know he is my 1 year and 8 months pup.

50% Boarder Collie and his mum a retriever mix so 50% mixture.

Brain 100% Naughty Collie

Rasmus's day.............

"Morning coffee for Mum"

A spot of animal planet for myself.

What's that?, a new stitch...... I'm all ears

ohhhhhh and I nodded off, 1 sheep 2 sheep 3 sheep that's a whole lotta yarn.

I'm really am listening!!!

My ears are totally alert, my body's just taking 5........

Still here, put down the knitting and lets go play,

Pleaseeeeeee

I'm giving you my poor me look.

Those all knowing, all seeing Boarder Collie eyes.

Totally Content;-)

The day is nearly done.

The knits knitted the crochet crocheted.

I'm fed, walked, watered and it's nearly time for bed.