Thank you all for your kind words and concern about my paw. I have been taking it easy this week and have been having two short walks instead of one long one. Mummy has been keeping me on the lead so I don't run, boring. I have a nice rawhide bone to chew on to take my mind of my stitches, which works some of the time. If Mummy catches me licking my paw the stupid e collar goes back on.

Its done nothing but rain here all week. So we'd thought we'd share some photos from a couple of weeks ago, when we were out on the boat.

Have a great weekend.

Simba x

A big thank you to chica and pumucki for giving me this award.



And another big thank you to Verdi and Gaucho for giving me this award.



Its always nice to get awards, so thank you very much.

Simba x

Sunday morning Mummy and Not so fat fat Daddy, decided to walk into the town for coffee. I wanted to go, but wasn't allowed to walk that far on my poorly paw. So Mummy got this out of the garage. I wasn't too impressed at first.




Until I discovered I was just at the right height for the table. Is that low fat muffin all for me?




Having a poorly foot really makes them give into those puppy dog eyes. I think in the end I had more of the muffin then they did. And they got wet in the rain. I love been King.



Simba x

Mummy took me for my walk Saturday morning as usual, and I was having great fun running around in the river. When I came out of the river Mummy noticed I was limping. She checked my back paw and there must have been glass in the water, because there was blood pouring from my back pad.

Mummy picked me up and carried me to the car park, as she phoned my human brother to come and get us. We drove straight to the vet. The vet cleaned the cut, which really hurt! Then he said I needed stitches. He didn't want to inject my pad as it would swell up and he didn't want to give me a general anesthetic unless he had too. So he wanted to try and stitch my paw with Mummy holding and reasurring me.

Mummy held onto me and the nurse kept hold of my leg and the vet stitched. I cried and yelped and whined, it was about then Mummy fell apart, she was crying and sobbing all over me, she kept saying, its alright Simba, its alright. At one point she nearly had to walk out, because hearing me in pain was too much too bear. But a few minutes and two stitches later. the worse was over.

I had my leg bandaged up and two injections, the injections didn't bother me I was past caring by then. Mummy had reached the point of no return and couldn't stop crying. The nurse got my human brother to come and sit with her. The vet offered her a cup of hot sweet tea. She did ask if she could be sedated, not a bad idea.

The bandage was allowed to come off the next day. The stitches have to stay in for 12 days. Mummy and Fat fat Daddy have been taking the cone off when they can keep an eye on me. But left alone I can't help but lick the stitches.

When we got home Mummy tried to take my photo. I wasn't even talking to her!



In the last couple of weeks, I've had an upset tummy, nearly drown and now cut my paw. Mummy says she feels so guilty and feels she is a terrible dog owner. I think only hourly treats can make up for my pain and suffering.

Simba x

Oh deary, deary me!

Mummy has changed her car, now we have back seats. I like the back seats, I get to look out of the window.



And I have my car seat to take a nap in on the way home.




Thank you all for your concern about my lack of treats due to the dieting that is going on this house. Luckily I still have the twins to keep me in treats.

Today I have to say goodbye to one of my first ever blogging friends. T man has crossed over to the rainbow bridge.



Goodbye T man, you will stay in our hearts forever.

Simba x

I was helping not-so fat fat Daddy drive. That's it not-so fat fat Daddy keep going forwards.




What does this button do?



Oops I think we may have reversed into something, oh well, not-so Fat fat Daddy is still smiling.

Simba x

Me. Mummy and notso fat fat Daddy, walked into the town for coffee the other day. I know how this works, I look cute and do puppy dog eyes and get treats.



That didn't work so I tried puppy evils. Ok, notso fat fat Daddy was still inside getting the coffee, but he's sooooo slow.



If I could just reach the table I could help myself, nearly.



Is that it? One tiny crumb of low fat muffin?!



Notso fat fat Daddy, have you seen this? She has got to be kidding?!



Thats more like it, a plate to lick clean, yum.



Mmmmm, not a bad morning.



Simba xx

When my Mummy hit forty she looked at her life, my human brothers were grown up and she was [and is] blissfully married to Fat fat Daddy. She decided life was for living. She got me [wise move], became a "lady who lunches" and discovered the finer things in life. Good food, good wine [Taittinger], holidays and sitting around on the boat. The result was this.....



...a very fat Mummy. She was so upset by this photo she joined weight watchers the following week. She started getting more exercise, its a wonder I haven't walked my little legs off, and eating healthy food. Now 3 months later she has reached her goal weight and now looks like this...



We think she looks much better.

We are celebrating a year of Air Ruby. I'd like to thank Air Ruby for taking me all over the world and back again.



Simba x

Getting the attention a King deserves.

By Simba.


With Fat fat Daddy at work and Mummy stumbling around half blind, I have not been getting the attention I should be. Its just not good enough. I have not had walks, my blog has been neglected, some days I have had to remind myself I am a King.

So today I took the opportunity to remind Mummy just how important I am. She finally decided to take me for a walk ( I had a walk yesterday, but it was the shortest walk ever). We were nearly home from our walk when I realised Mummy was walking off without me again. You stop and sniff, you look up and they are gone. So I saw my chance to remind her that the whole wide world does revolve around me.

When she looked around I had gone. She called me, nothing. She walked back to where I had been sniffing, but she couldn't see me. She called me again and I decided to give her a clue to my whereabouts by whining. I can do this really sad, help me whine, it sends her into panic mode. I could hear her running around looking now and I knew the panic was setting in. Little known fact about Mummy here, she is deaf in one ear and couldn't work out where my whining was coming from.

Now with her in full panic mode I stopped whining. She wondered for a minute about phoning the police. But didn't think the police would send a helicopter out for a missing dog, even a king.

I started whining again, she ran around looking in the bushes, thinking I was stuck somewhere. Then she ran the other way towards the little stream to see if I had fallen in. She was really panicking now, she ran to the hole that fills with rain water, thinking he wouldn't be there, we were walking the other way. There I was, ok some would say I had fallen in and couldn't get out, but I had it all under control.

She kept saying oh, Simba, thank dog you are alright. She couldn't reach me, so she had to get all muddy trying to clip my lead on to get me out. She very nearly fell in with me at one point.

When we got home I had warm towels and treats and loads of hugs and kisses. All is right with the world, I am king again. The things I have to do to get attention!?

I gave her my best puppy dogs eyes to remind her how much she loves me.



It worked.

Simba x

Look what Mummy bought for me, yummy stuff. I think it was to stop me been bored as I didn't get a walk on Monday.



I need to smell it first. I don't eat just any old thing. Well I do, but it should always smell good.



Oh yer smells good, hand it over. It lasted about ten seconds and was delicious. Send your humans out shopping for some today, by order of the King.



Mummy is fine after the laser attack. Her eyeballs are still in her head and working. Thank you all for your concern.
Simba x

The field I go through on my walk is still changing colour.

This was the field in June.



At the beginning of July.




And this is what the field looks like now.



Its nearly all golden now.



We may not be blogging for a few days, as Mummy is going to have her eye balls attacked with a laser beam. She will be free from glasses and contact lenses, just like it says on the advert.

Catch up with you all soon.

Simba x

We have been going out for walks between rain showers the last few days. But I still like to have a little paddle in the river. Trouble is after all the rain the water is quiet deep. Luckily I found this rock to stand on.



Standing on the rock was one thing......



getting back off is different thing all together!





Are you just going to stand there and take photo's or are you coming to save me?






Hello, big doggie, do you think you could carry me back to dry land?




Well if no-one is going to help me I'll just have to get myself ashore. Some days its not easy been a king.



Simba x

I was happily playing with mini Boo number ?? Can anyone remember what number he was? I think its 6. when....... he exploded! Wasn't me.



I'm trying to lick him better, honest.



If I can just get all this stuffing back in.....



Oh dear Dog, his brain just fell out!! Somebody help him!




Alas it was no use and mini Boo number (possibly 6) has gone to the great bin in the kitchen.



Sniff, sniff,

Simba xxx

I am feeling so much better and so loved! Thank you all for you concern about me. I had a lovely walk, it was just what I needed. Look how happy I am to be going for a walk





Thank you to Girl girl and Abby who both sent me this award.



Mickey thank you for sending me this award.



The weekend wasn't so bad after all, thanks to all my DWB friends.

Simba x

Firstly, thank you all so much for your concern about me. I feel so much better just knowing what wonderful DWB friends I have.

Its Monday morning and I had a little bit of tummy ache Saturday evening, but it didn't last night and I had a good nights sleep, as did the humans.

I have been eating chicken and rice, which suits me fine, I love chicken and rice.

I am still taking my meds, like a good boy. The only down side is I haven't been to the toilet , apart from pee (if you know what I mean). So Mummy and fat fat Daddy have decided to take me for a walk today to, get things moving.

Catch up with you all soon.

Simba x