Thursday, March 20, 2008

An easter egg....



..for me? Its a special doggie Easter egg.


Happy Easter to all my DWB friends.

Simba xx

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

More action from the great woods.

Walking on the logs.....



...falling off the logs.



A doggie with two sticks.



Excuse me doggie, please may I have one of your sticks?



Hello big doggie.



Where is he going?



Help, help, doggie stuck in the water.



Don't worry I'll save you.



Oh c**p, that water really is deep. Help!



Faster then a speeding bullet, super Simba .


What do you mean I have short legs like Boo?




Watch it big doggie, you don't scare me.




Simba xx

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Do you remember the bridge I found for Mummy and Fat fat Daddy? Well some other dog was using it.

Oi doggie, get off my bridge.


That's it, clear off...



.. and don't come back.


Some doggies need to be reminded who is king.

Simba xx

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Here are two videos of me playing in the mud at the great wood.

Mud, mud.....



...glorious mud



Simba xx

Friday, March 14, 2008

Koobie is having an Easter bonnet competition. I thought an Easter bonnet was a bit too girly for me. So I got these instead.



What do you think?



Simba xx

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Tomorrow is the big day for Huskee and Baby.




I'm all pressed and dressed and waiting for Air Ruby. See ya there.



Simba x

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Some of my DWB friends have been posting about things they have made. We have been impressed with how talented you all are. Sadly we couldn't think of anything to post about what we'd made. Until yesterday...... I made two things.

It all started with a normal walk in the field across the road from our house. Some houses are been built nearby and there are often diggers and work men around. I was running in front of Mummy as usual, as she came around on corner she noticed lots of work men and a digger and a horrid smell. ewww, she thought, smells like the digger has gone through the sewage pipe. She could see me running in front of her so thought no more about it until we reached the end of our walk and she went to put my lead on.

She said, oh God Simba, oh my God, noooooo. In the split second I was out of her sight I found a lovely smelly, not so much muddy as dodo bath, and I rolled and rolled. She said I looked and smelled like I'd sat underneath a cow.

She managed to put my lead on without touching the dodo and we went home. Where she led me straight upstairs to the bathroom. Standing there she realised she had to somehow get me in the bath, "jump Simba, go on, jump into the bath," like that was ever going to happen. She threw me, yes threw, into the bath and then met her next problem.

She had to take off my harness and coat. This is when I made the second thing. I made Mummy throw up. She took off my harness and threw it in the sink pulled my coat over my head and threw that in the sink. All the time she was saying making really strange noises and saying, I'm going to be sick, I'm going to be sick. She doesn't lie.

Sadly there are not photos of me covered in dodo, but here is my inside out coat and harness.



She threw my coat away and washed my harness on a very hot wash, while mumbling something about, me going in the washing machine, a bit uncalled for I thought.



So I am feeling very proud of my two things. A disgusting mess and Mummy throwing up. But there is always a down side. 3 baths she made me have, 3 baths! I now smell of flowers and the bath smells like a swimming pool. It took me 3 seconds to make a mess it took her two hours to sort out. I'm a very clever Simba.

Simba xx

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

We went for a walk in the great woods on Sunday. When we arrived there I sat and meditated for a moment.



and then I ran....



...and ran.



I had to keep stopping to wait for the humans (so slow!)



I showed Mummy and fat fat Daddy a bridge to walk across, they are old and fat.



If they were fit and nimble like me, they could walk across this log instead.




I am king of the woods.


Simba xx

Friday, March 07, 2008

Fat fat Daddy is feeling sorry for Roger, he thinks he was provoked in the videos, (he was not). Fat fat Daddy says, I framed Roger Rabbit.

So he gave Roger a cuddle. All I could do was look on helplessly as the evil rabbit cuddled MY Fat fat Daddy.



I swear that rabbit is laughing at me.


Simba xx
FOR THE ATTENTION OF CSI



I finally have it, vidoe evidence of how evil Roger rabbit is.

In the first video below Roger rabbit attacks me so badly I nearly fall off the sofa. Luckily Fat fat Daddy saves me.

In the next video he attacks my brand new wubba.

I am sure Roger will be under hutch arrest again soon.

Simba xx

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Mummy tells me some doggies greet their owners as they come home barking and wagging their tails, all pleased to see them. Not me. If Mummy goes out and leaves me all alone I find a comfy place to sleep. When she comes home I am so comfortable I can't be bothered to move.



I open my eyes to make sure its her and then I go back to sleep.



Some days its hard work been a king.

Simba xx

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

I took my boat out at the weekend. I have really got the hang of this captain stuff now. I am completely in charge of the boat.



So Fat fat Daddy didn't feel left out, I bought him a new hat. I think it suits him.




Simba x

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Mummy bought treats the other day. They were on sticks, very strange looking doggie treats.










Oh no, they are rabbit treats. Why do evil rabbits get treats?






Mmmm they taste nice.


The rabbits enjoyed them, the next day only the sticks were left.

Simba xx

Saturday, March 01, 2008

We have a different boat. This boat is called "no regrets".
It is a great place for swan watching. Here Swanny, swanny come and play with Simba.





Oi! Swan, fancy a game of bitey face? But they all swam away.



Do you like Fat fat Daddy's hat?



I think it suits me better, don't you?







Simba xx

Friday, February 29, 2008

I was happily napping on the arm of the sofa, while keeping an eye on my toy box. When Fat fat Daddy came along and took photo's of me. It was bad enough when it was just Mummy, but now they are both taking photo's of me.



I tried to slide further up the sofa to get away. That didn't work.



I tried to hide behind the arm of the sofa. Is there no stopping them?



In a last desperate attempt I played dead.


That seemed to do the trick.

Simba xx

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Happy 1st Birthday to Jack and Samuel



Simba xxxx

Wednesday, February 27, 2008


Mr Lion was settling in very well when....


........his eyeballs fall off. What sort of lion allows his eyeballs to just fall off?

Don't worry Mr Lion, I'll help you find your way back to the toy box.



Excuse me Mr Simba, do you think you could go back for my eyeballs?



Simba xx