Saturday, January 29, 2011

Harry and the Green Gym cake

Harry and I joined the Green Gym this morning. We started by doing some litter picking. Harry cleared sticks as the rest of us filled bags with discarded drink cans and bottles.

After an hour of that we went back to base where the Green Gym members were drinking coffee and eating lunch.

Unfortuneately, somebody had left their lunch box open on the ground and before I knew what had happened, there was a cry, and Harry ran off with a cake in his mouth.

So after all that exercise Harry still put on weight.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Harry and The Dog Flap

The dog flap allows Harry to go out into the graden whenever he wants, but on this occassion he is just checking what is happening. Undecided. He only decides to come all the way when I say 'Football Harry!'

Harry is always up for a game of football.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Harry and OJ

Harry met my sister's cat, OJ, who is visiting these parts for a few days. OJ is used to dogs, having spent kittenhood with a Doberman, and recent years with a Staffie. OJ is short for Orange Juice.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Harry and the Books

Surrounded by books, Harry lies on the back of a chair, with half an eye on the world outside, looking down on West St Helen Street from a first floor window. He is not the sort of dog who gets excited and barks at things going by or the postman. He is waiting for one of the pack to return, and when they are all safely back, he will get down and look for a game to play, or lie down near the radiator, or in his basket.

Sunday, January 09, 2011

Little Harry ... Big Shadow

Sometimes it is Big Harry ... Small Shadow. Today it is Small Harry ... Big Shadow.

Harry's shadow is part of him. You cannot always see his shadow but when visible, it can vary from a tiny pooch, to a great dane of a dog.

All of these dogs are Harry in some inexplicable way but it is best not to think about it too much. Just let the shadows come and go as they will.

Sunday, January 02, 2011

Into 2011 with a bang

Harry didn't enjoy coming through into the new year.

As a puppy, Harry didn't worry about fireworks. But now he has got to a more mature age, they worry him a lot. At midnight, Harry just stood their trembling. They also worried Pushkin, the cat, who started going round the house on his elbows to avoid being hit by the enemy fire.

Anyway, that did not last long, and apart from that 2011 has been OK.