Birthday Bunny

Www.the adventures of Gryff. Guess who's twenty one today.... Miss Freya, (aka Lintock Almost an Angel at Finglebern) and as on all birthdays we are whining (yes that is spelt correctly) and dining fit to bust. So if everybody would care to put their heads back and howl happy birthday with us,  we will get the fire extinguisher ready and light all those candles... Do you know what, she just said something very rude to me! Cheeky B....h! Lol. Cool runnings Gryff

Guess who's in the poop....AGAIN!!

Www. The adventures of Gryff.....  Yes you guessed it, yours truly AGAIN. The troll is ticked off because I let his little secret out about whipped cream bikinis and how his eyes come out on stalks and his great big long green tongue falls out of his mouth when he gets all excited, and her indoors is well ticked off because I saw a couple of black labs in short skirts and turned my hearing aid off so I didn't hear a recall!!!! Oooops !  That technically was a bit of a misunderstanding .... That's my story and I am sticking to it! The fact that one was a fella and he wasn't impressed with me hitting on his girlfriend is beside the point. Infact he got a bit stroppy and took a pop at me. Her indoors said it was my fault for being pushy and hers for not seeing them and putting me on a lead. The fact that she can't see beyond her nose without glasses on is a joke, and even when she wears them, they steam up because it's so cold just lately. (a little weakness I have taken advantage of now and then ... OOOPS!) Well I was only trying to be friendly.... Bossy Black B..... I suppose now I will get stuck on a lead every time she hears a sparrow fart, or a dog bark in a radius of ten miles.... Best I work on that one. As for the troll, it was him who wanted "the birds and bees thing". I can't help it if he got carried away and dropped himself in the proverbial @@@@! He might know that what I fancy and what he likes would be totally different. For a start I want four legs not two, twice as much to look at! I just love big brown eyes... Who needs greens or greys, some blues are ok, cause I know this rather gorgeous collie and her eyes are blue. Preferably tri coloured, with long soft fur, or short short fur like a mini skirt (ok i will give him that one!) well you know what I mean. For all I know he likes greens and warts and wrinkly bits. (Heaven help me if her indoors sees this..... She'll never feed me again! No she's kind of pinky and brown not green). Well you guys know what I mean.... A bloke has to do what a bloke has to do. I suppose I had better go and make the piece with the two legs. They just have to realise I am a teenager now, with hormones and things. Gone is the well behaved puppy that loved to be cuddled and fussed. Now I want a motorbike... And I know just whose got one and where to find it.  Wonder if Uncle Robs about.... Bet AJ won't let him go out on the pull with me, no harm asking though...LOL. Cool runnings Gryff

Megan Fox VS Freya Fox

Www. The adventures of Gryff.... Well it's been a while since I managed to talk to you, (her indoors has screwed up the password and I couldn't get in to the blogg. Glad it wasn't me, she's about as good with computers as a chocolate fire guard!!!!! Talking of chocolate and whipped cream the troll and I had a bit of a man to man talk the other night, and he explained all about bikinis, made from chocolate and or whipped cream. Apparently his three favourite models would be Megan Fox, some female called Huntley and another whose name starts off with Naomi... Didn't know one of them and personally although I like cream I would have preferred a nice juice steak or a pot of pâté. Well no accounting for tastes.... Anyway the upshot of his conversation was that he was well pleased with my scores and that I should consider getting a girlfriend, but I have to bring them all home for his inspection and opinion. NOw I don't ever remember him asking my opinion on girls EVER. I know when he's looking at one because his eyes roll and his long green tongue falls out of his mouth and he starts panting. VERY undignified if you ask me! So as the saying goes WE WILL SEE.  Anyway unfortunately Freya heard part of the conversation.... The bit I assume about Megan Fox and got the entirely wrong end of the stick. She did no more than go running off , find some FOX poo, roll in it and go running back to the troll, all scented up and expecting cuddles. Never seen a girl so upset. He wouldn't have anything to do with her, and hen when they got home he was washing and scrubbing her all over with anything he thought would kill the PERFUME. He even put a load of talc thro her fur and brushed it all out again.  So the moral of that one is LISTEN TO THE WHOLE CONVERSATION IF U R EVESDROPPING.  Bless her little furry heart, she does love the old green warty bad tempered old fart. Cool runnings Gryff

Mud glorious mud, nothing quite like it for.....

Www. The adventures of Gryff.  Mud glorious mud, nothing quite like it for.... Decorating the walls, floors, ceilings, washing machine, fridge , cooker..... Add infinitum. If I didn't know better , I would say that them indoors are getting just a tad ticked off with our united, four pawed decorating style! (OOOPS ) I suppose that forty odd paws (don't forget the cats) plus the trolls eight digits are going to be a little wearing if one was house proud..... So stay out of the house!!!  I know, but it's the weathers fault not ours. If you ordered what you wanted, this would not be happening. .. And then you would be bored with nothing to do! Now around here we have strong winds, and the large areas of lying water on the fields have waves on them. Her indoors won't let us go near them, but she doesn't see the ones in the grass, well not till we are galloping through them, throwing water every way we can and having a brill time. Don't know what she means...... Clean dirt. How can you have clean dirt?  Apparently snow is clean dirt, water is clean dirt, while mud and the river are dirty dirt. WELL I ASK YOU? HOW DO WE WORK THAT ONE OUT?  On that note, it's time to pile into the van and go and find some clean dirt, BRING IT ON BABY...... Cool runnings Gryff

SAS special ops ....SBS style (special Bernese style)

Www. The adventures of Gryff. .. The other morning when we were dragged  out for our walk, it was  minus 10 and freezing fog. What better conditions for a little camoflage practice. Went out black, and after ten minutes I was covered from paw to tail in frost and pure white. Could she find us across the fields?? IN HER DREAMS! Anyway last night I decided that I could do with a bit more practice, so I  blacked all my white bits out, and hopped over the kiddie gate from the kitchen into the hall. I crept along the hall wall, taking care to stay off the cream rug (a dead give away with black fur on) till I got to the bottom of the stairs. Now Merlin was fast asleep on the top step (a big square thing it is. Well it would have to be with Merlin lying on it) giving it the old zzzzzz zzzzzz. So gently, a paw at a time, and pinned to the wall I crept upstairs. Now our stairs tend to creak a bit, so u can imagine how light pawed I had to be. Anyway, as my nose reached the step where Merlin was asleep and I was just peeping over... He gave this enormous sneeze in his sleep, and nearly blew me back a couple of stairs. Frightened me to death..the old fart! Anyway I slid round the door frame being careful not to step on him, went belly down and crept to the bottom of the bed. There it was, all comfortable and warm, with her indoors fast asleep in the middle. Now as you know, us Berners can only get on the bed with a flying leap, but that was going to wake her up ... So how to do the next stage. Discretion is the better art of valour so I crept round to the window side, stepped onto this box thing that stands there and then across onto the bed. BIG HUGE sigh of relief . All I had to do was lie down and snuggle up and MISSION COMPLETE.  Folded the old legs up dropped down beside her...AND ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE! That @@@@@ little shit Slice n Dice was under the bloody covers and I landed on her. So much for quietly getting on the bed! Tell you what though, I will have to watch her more carefully in the future... Her camo 's so much better than ours!  To say her indoors was not happy is an understatement. All I can say is...YOUR CARD IS MARKED CAT! And I will have to try again another night. That or get a set of wellies. Wet paws means downstairs, dry paws means a double bed with all the trimmings . Cool runnings Gryff

R I P Jack dog.... 19 Jan 2013

Www. The adventures of Gryff.  Once upon a time, many years ago, our friend Lawrence went down south to go to a party...and when he came back he brought back our mate Jack Jack.  Of indeterminate age, and bearing the odd scar of life, he moved in with Lawrence and Val and settled as though he had always been there. The three things in his life that became all important to him were Lawrence, food and his teddy bear, in that order I might add. Any of us could walk into his home unannounced , and he would always be the perfect host. Biscuits treats company, nothing was too much bother, but time marches on, and Jack began to struggle. On Saturday evening Jack suffered four fits while in Vals care, but managed to hang on till Lawrence got to be with him. As with a lot of animals, they wait for the people they  love to be there to pass over the rainbow bridge with their touch on their fur..... But this is not the kindest way to go, and the anguish it causes the two legs is severe. All they can do is talk to you and touch you and pray that there is no pain.  It seems fitting that Jack will remain at his home, together with his rug, and teddy bear, forever playing in the snow.

Our friends have never done FB,  Val especially being allergic to computers, so I thought if you would be kind enough to show them that they are not alone with their loss, I could show them on my computer that people do care , that they have been in that hard place, and that given time, they will remember the good times. To friends Lawrence and Val, we offer our thoughts and love.

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Snowy Sunday with bells on!

Www.the adventures of Gryff..... We have had the most brilliant of mornings today. Her indoors got hold of the Troll this morning by his bad toe and dragged him out of bed, telling him he had to go out for a walk in the snow with us before it all disappears... It was so funny!  Anyway, twenty seven layers later , the troll and the four of us plus her indoors are off out to find a nice snowy set of fields to run over. If you are wondering why only four Berners... Tizzy is clubbing and pubbing round at our uncle Steves, and Merlin went out on Friday with uncle Rob and Dexter for an all boys day on Brancaster beach to CELEBRATE  Robs birthday. Needless to say, the three geriatrics have been suffering since. All that food and alcohol if u ask me!!! As far as Ghostie the jelly dog, well we made sure all three cats were in to baby sit him, so there was this great big ball of white to smoky grey fur with Ghostie as the pillow at the bottom. He really really hates getting wet and some of us think that really he is a cat in dogs clothing. Anyway, her indoors dragged the troll for miles  with us running around and playing indians, and having a major time in the snow. Anyway after about an hour and a half, old moaning milly says he s cold and wants a mac Donald's. Well her indoors isn't keen on what she calls junk food (personally I think it's great) so off we went , and when he came out he had his great big bag. We got home, and the toast went on for our elevenses ( she gave us breakfast at 5 so we could all run around later on ) and he walks in saying he's got seven sausage mcmuffins and his breakfast.... Well as I said, only five dogs, BONUS! So elevenses consisted of a mac muffin plus each and our pate n toast, with a nice warm cuppa.  Needless to say he wouldn't tell her how much it came to, but on this occasion we are all on his side. ..... Well wouldn't you be? Now all we need is a nice quiet doze ...... Zzzzz zzzzz zzzzzz. Cool runnings Gryff