Me First Blog
posted by Troy at 18:19
Wocha,
Troy 'ere. Seein' as it's bin just over seven mumfs I've bin 'ere, an' it looks like I'm stoppin', I fought I'd give this 'ere bloggin' m'larkey a go.
Havin' bin in and out of places since givin' up the racin' lark darn at Catford, kind of got to the point where you just fink the next one's just for a while; know what I mean? Well guess not on this one; the uver 'ounds are good geezers, and the 'umans ain't bad niver.
'Course, when you first turn up like, you keep yer 'ead down for a bit and sus out the lie of the land. Sum of the uver places I've bin, seemed anyfink you did was wrong. 'Ere, if wanna do it you just get on and do it; well, wivin reason like.
One fing that was a problem to start wiv though was the old apples. The 'umans, up an' down 'em no worries. It's all right for them though ain't it; they've only got two legs (weird way of walkin' if you ask me), but us lot 'av got four to sort out. Anyway, got the 'ang of it after a bit.
Best bit abart 'ere though is the walks; top draw!! Usually it's up the road, which is OK as it's near like, so don't take long to get there. But pretty often we gets to go over to a place called Salcey, and that is dead Robin 'Ood. It's a right long walk, and there's tons to 'av a sniff at 'an places you can go (Kai an' Monty are better at that than I am right now). Anyway, 'ere's a pic of me from the uvver day; we woz 'avin' a right larf when that woz taken.
Mind you, when we woz there today it 'ad bin rainin' a bit and woz a tad muddy. For me that's OK, but the old man weren't to chuffed like - called me a mud magnet. Well ain't that 'alf the fun - runnin' in the puddles? So there I am, 'avin' got myself a decent mud pack, and bugger me, it all gets washed off as soon as we get 'ome!! Not even allard in 'ouse 'til we're clean. Kai told me it's the same if you roll in sumfink 'alf decent. I arsk ya, these 'umans might be all right, but they don't really get the 'ang of wot its abart do they?
Gotta go now, the old you an' me's bein' served. Catch you all later.
Troy 'ere. Seein' as it's bin just over seven mumfs I've bin 'ere, an' it looks like I'm stoppin', I fought I'd give this 'ere bloggin' m'larkey a go.
Havin' bin in and out of places since givin' up the racin' lark darn at Catford, kind of got to the point where you just fink the next one's just for a while; know what I mean? Well guess not on this one; the uver 'ounds are good geezers, and the 'umans ain't bad niver.
'Course, when you first turn up like, you keep yer 'ead down for a bit and sus out the lie of the land. Sum of the uver places I've bin, seemed anyfink you did was wrong. 'Ere, if wanna do it you just get on and do it; well, wivin reason like.
One fing that was a problem to start wiv though was the old apples. The 'umans, up an' down 'em no worries. It's all right for them though ain't it; they've only got two legs (weird way of walkin' if you ask me), but us lot 'av got four to sort out. Anyway, got the 'ang of it after a bit.
Best bit abart 'ere though is the walks; top draw!! Usually it's up the road, which is OK as it's near like, so don't take long to get there. But pretty often we gets to go over to a place called Salcey, and that is dead Robin 'Ood. It's a right long walk, and there's tons to 'av a sniff at 'an places you can go (Kai an' Monty are better at that than I am right now). Anyway, 'ere's a pic of me from the uvver day; we woz 'avin' a right larf when that woz taken.
Mind you, when we woz there today it 'ad bin rainin' a bit and woz a tad muddy. For me that's OK, but the old man weren't to chuffed like - called me a mud magnet. Well ain't that 'alf the fun - runnin' in the puddles? So there I am, 'avin' got myself a decent mud pack, and bugger me, it all gets washed off as soon as we get 'ome!! Not even allard in 'ouse 'til we're clean. Kai told me it's the same if you roll in sumfink 'alf decent. I arsk ya, these 'umans might be all right, but they don't really get the 'ang of wot its abart do they?
Gotta go now, the old you an' me's bein' served. Catch you all later.
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2 Comments:
It's so wonderful to see Troy so happy and settled finally. He's a very special boy in the absolute perfect place. Thankyou.
Cor Troy you don't arf talk funny, is that cos you's from Catford? I'm from Hartlepool myself but lived in Wales for ages so I suppose I must be Welsh now! Mum had to explain what the old apples were, Loopy Lou had problems with them when she first came but only for about a day. Now she's zooming up and down 'em with the best of us!
Waj
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