Ricky the famous Dog Blogger - Disley boy makes good

I've been talking to Louise about this blog.  It started when we were talking about dog food; we still have quite a lot left but Louise said I eat her out of house and home.  That confused me, because I am a very well behaved dog and would never chew the house (maybe shoes but not Dave's he gets cross.)  I said maybe I should be paying for my own food and suggested I get a job.  Louise wasn't sure there were jobs for dogs.

I think the thing I'm best at is being interesting and said I should be a professional dog writer.  Louise wasn't sure there was such a job but I think I'd be good.  There are lots of blogs out there about dogs.  I told Louise I'd learn to type but she wasn't keen on me using her lap computer.

I'm going to give it some thought.  Maybe there's a job especially for dogs to write.  I want to be a famous dog blogger.  

Pondering about being an international dog star

Here comes the weekend!

Louise has told me that there are quite a few people reading about me now, some in America, which is quite a long way away from Disley!  Maybe they like seeing how lovely and green Cheshire is, because when I watch TV from America it is nearly always in big big cities that are new or in a desert called Wild West (you never see many dogs).  In Cheshire there are lots of hills, fields and canals to run around.  On my last walk with Scrappy we went to a park and ran and ran with a Frisbee and Aaron made a video of us.  I won which was great although I nearly got the Frisbee stuck on my head.

Me in Cheshire, not at all like America

This weekend Dave has to drive a bus a lot, which is how he buys my dog food, so I will mostly be playing with Louise.  She likes to take me to the canal.  I like it there too but the ducks tease me by going quack quack quack when they know I can't speak duck.  I bark back but the water is very cold so I don't like to chase them.  It's not because I'm frightened of the water, although it is a bit scary when my little legs don't reach the bottom.  I hope that we will get to see Helen and Stephen. They have a boy called Samuel and a baby girl called Lois.  I like Samuel because he likes to play and Lois is too little to play but she does drop a lot of crisps (and I like crisps!)  I'm looking forward to the weekend almost as much as Louise said she is, although it's not as much fun without Dave.