Something Special

People's I have been busy this week doing a'vanced preparations for the Deepdale Christmas Market. I have beened a busy pooch. I can't tell you too much 'bout it 'cos I don't want to give too much away, but if you come to the Market there's a game for my friends to play.

You have to find all the coloured paws around the market stalls. Some will be on the floor and some will be up high, and when you've found them all, you have to come and tell me the colours. 

If you get them all right, I'll give you a special surprise. How cool is that? 

In other news of the week...

Yesterday, Jazz and me took Mummy and the 'Uman to the beach and we saw something amaze-balls. Never seen one before in all of my life, but Jazz said she had once. It was a doubly rainbow right over the beach. The 'Uman said you could find pots of gold at the end of them, but it ended in the sea so we didn't go and look. See...







It was very windy, but it was a very nice walk. The only problem was afterwards. Mummy said we was to mucky to get in the car. We were a little bit soggy and covered in sand, so the 'Uman came up with this idea...

 

I don't think she knows who I am.

 

I'm a 'fraidy pup

People's I've been in hiding. That's why you haven't seen me around for a while. Feared for my life. And I'm not like the cat...I don't have spare ones!

You'll be wondering what scareded me now, right? Well, as mummy said, 'tis a long and strange tale. Think she was being sarcst...sarcat....starcast...funny, but I'm never sure with her.

So here it is................(putting on story teller hat and crossing my paws)

Once upon a time, one day this summer ago, the 'Uman took me and Jazz for late 'blutions (last walk before bed) on Barrow common. 

'Twas a lovely warm night, 

with no peoples in sight, 

and a ball that was yellow and black. 

The ball flew thru the air,

Parting my hair,

While I chased it and then brought it back.

Out of the corner of my eye,

Movement did I spy,

And curiously I started the chase.

Moving shadow, I thought,

Or a new ball had been brought,

My friends, this wasn't the case.

It was huge, it had horns,

Jumped so high, hid in thorns,

'Til it stopped, looked me right in the eye.

Lowered it's head, pawed the ground,

I saw it pounce, turned around,

I thought this was my final goodbye.

But Merlin be nimble, and Merlin be quick,

And Merlin ran past a really good stick,

Never daring to look back at the monster.

Jazz watched from the grass,

The 'Uman stood at the pass,

From them both I could hear all this laughter.

It's Bambi, she shouted.

Just a deer, she called,

It won't hurt you, you silly old dog.

I felt rather foolish,

But it look scary, and ghoulish,

With that aura of mystical fog.

I feel more than a little bit anxious,

When we drive by I get a little bit nervous,

I'm really just a 'fraidy pup.

But now you know why,

I can't look you in the eye,

If eve you ask me 'what's up?'