Biting off more than I can chew!

Wendy's landlord Trevor wasn't very amused with me the other day. Neighter was Wendy.

I don't quite understand why humans make such a fuss out of objects, anyway. I just needed something to chew on. And I was fed up with my chewy bones, my ball and my rope. So I had to find something better. Trevor shouldn't have left his thongs inside, near the door where I could reach them. And who needs a tablecloth on a table anyway? You can also just wipe the table. Lucky I knew a better purpose for the cloth.

When I was done chewing everything up I could find, Trevor got a bit upset with me and tied me up. When Wendy came home from work, she looked at the beautiful creation I had made in the garden, of bits and pieces of tablecloth, but she didn't seem to like it much. She then looked at me but got called in by Trevor, who showed her the other evidence.

Now she has to go and buy Trevor a new tablecloth and a new pair of thongs. They won't let me near the table anymore, which really sucks.
But man, do I hope he'll give his old pair of thongs to me. I wasn't quite finished with them yet!

Having a 'Bath' time

Although I would have to disagree, Wendy thought it was time for me to have a bath. Now I did get some comments about me being a bit smelly, but I didn't really mind this myself, see. But here's how it all happend.

Wendy became friends with the people who live just across the street from us, who have a Motor Inn. They also have a big dog, named Ruby. She's a bit to big for me, I don't think she likes me much. Maybe it's because I am such a handsome dog. Or maybe she's just a bitch (aren't all female dogs?).

Anyways, her owners, Kim and Stephen, found one of my siblings on the same day I was found by Wendy.
My sister had walked herself al the way to their Inn. They already had Ruby, so they couldn't keep my sis, but they found her a nice farm to live on, through the town's Vet. So I'm sure she's pretty happy now.

Unlucky enough for me, Kim asked Wendy if I had had a bath yet. Wendy had already bought the shampoo, so there was no escaping now! Kim provided the big bucket and I took it like a man! I actually ended up rather enjoying it! Is that wrong?
Afterwards, my fur looked really shiny and I smelled like a prince! All the humans wanted to pet me even more, now!

A couple of guests had a puppy poodle with them, a bitch as well. Her name was Honey Bunny and she was laughing at me, so I chased her around the yard of the swimmingpool area of the Motel. I thought she needed a bath, too. Harhar! You should have seen the poodle after she jumped up into the air and landed... in the pool!!! Not so fluffy anymore now, eh?

Just in case you think I am a cruel dog, really I'm not. After her bath, her owners toweldried her, after which she began running around in the poolarea by herself. She must have either been very stupid or madly attracted to water somehow, because she jumped into the pool again! Would you believe that?

If you enjoyed reading my blog, please come 'round again! Wendy and I will keep you informed. And if you'd like to know a bit more about why we made the donate button on the top left corner of the screen, please refer to my first entry. We could really use your help!

You might even read about my adventures in the Netherlands when I make it there!

It's a dog's life

Dear guest,

Thank you for reading my first entry. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Fudge, I am a male Kelpie/cross, but I'm unsure what sort of dog my other parent is. It could be a Cattle Dog, but some people have said to my new owner, Wendy, that I look a bit like a Rotweiler, too. It's all very confusing.

Almost two weeks ago, I was looking for food at the riverside in st.George, Queensland. Yep, that's Australia. I felt very lost and hungry, and looked like a tramp. I lost track of all my brothers and sisters, who were also dumped at the riverside, just like me. I still don't understand who would do such a thing. Luckily, Wendy has told me she spoke to some people in town, and 5 of my siblings have been found and now have good homes. According to the vet, I am about 10 weeks old.

I have to tell you a bit about Wendy, as well. She's a backpacker, from the Netherlands, and is currently on her 2nd Working Holiday Visa. She couldn't resist my droopy eyes and took me in, even though she is travelling and doesn't have permanent residency. In 4 months from now, she will have to go back to the Netherlands, but she fell in love with me and now she wants to take me home with her, so that I never have to be left alone, ever again. I am really fond of her as well, every time she comes back from work, I wag my tail and get all excited! I feel safe around her, I even fell asleep in her lap the other day!

Wendy has been thinking about a way to get the money sorted to get me to the Netherlands with her, because it's gonna be expensive. But hey, I'm worth it, aren't I? Unfortunately, Wendy is not very rich, but she has faith in humanity, even though it was humans who left me for dead. It's too bad she's doesn't make a whole heap of dollars at the winery where she works, and on top of that, she is still paying money into her Dutch bankaccount to clear some bills, which is not very handy with the current exchange rate.
Clearly, she could use some help.

She read about this girl who actually cleared her creditcard debt through the internet by asking people to donate just 1 dollar. That girl thought: Everyone could spare a dollar, and she was right. She cleared her entire debt in just months!
Wendy is not sure yet how much it will cost to get me home with her, but she's very busy looking into this. And if there's someone who can clear their debt this way, Wendy thought it might be worth a go to try the same to get enough money together to give me a wonderful life in the Netherlands. So far she knows it will cost at least between 1500 and 2000 Euros (which is an equivalent to in between 2529,45 and 3372,60 Australian dollars!)!

So through this rather unusual way, both she and I beg you to help us out with the donation of just 1 dollar. Please?

In return, she will keep you posted on all the things I experience in my young life, including pictures. Also she'll work on a graph so you can actually see how much is raised for me so far!

And for just one dollar, you will receive a lifetime of grattitude and good karma! Isn't that worth more than anything?