Brotherly Love

Last week my sister stayed with us and it was pawsome. We did loads of great things and she came out with me and my friends on the dog walk every day, meeting other dogs and sniffing around together in the park. Sister’s are totally cool.

You know what else is cool?? Brother’s.

You all know my big brother Alfie, he’s the coolest of the cool. He’s the fastest Entlebucher in the UK and also the waggiest. He’s a gentleman too. I used to think that Alfie was unique for being such a gent, but it turns out, being a gentleman runs in our family. *wag wag wag*

When Bonnie was over, our litter brother Eiger called me. He said his humans were taking him to the VETS (lots of treats, lots of treats) to get a jab for his passport. His plan was to be really sad and then ask if he could come and play with me and Bonnie and check out the lake.

It worked and before you knew it, a giant Eiger was in the park. I say giant, because Eiger has DEFINITELY grown. He’s looking really big and strong.

She’s stealing my stick again!!

 

We tried to get Bonnie to swim with us, but she was happy to stand on the edge and wait for our sticks to come closer to her.

 

Bonnie waits for the sticks to come back

 

It was great fun, messing around and stealing each other’s sticks.

 

Then it all went serious.

 

A bird came and landed right in our play path. Bonnie went beserk. Eiger was excited – he gave me the look and we both headed out to get the job done quickly.

The Moorhen (top left)

 

On the way, we realised there was another, very serious problem.

The humans. They’d thrown TWO sticks.

How were we going to get TWO sticks AND the Moorhen? An Entlebucher doesn’t do jobs by halves you know. It’s all or nothing with us, usually ALL. Eiger and I weren’t that easily defeated.

The Gentleman Bit. 

Eiger shouted to me, I’ll get the next one – you have this one sis! And with that, he collected his stick AND mine and made his way back to land to watch the show.

Professionals

 

Told you being a gentleman runs in our family. *proud sister*

 

 

*I would like to stress unfortunately no Moorhens were harmed during the making of this show*

 

 

 

Bella’s Boot Camp

Me & my sister with matching ear-do’s

My human had another big suprise for me the other day. This one’s full of suprises, so I try to be the same. *wag wag wag*

She sat me down and told me that my sister Bonnie was coming to stay in our house for a week. My ears pricked up … Bonnie, MY house. A Week.

I wasn’t sure if this was good or not. My big brother Alfie comes over all the time and I love watching him chase the rabbits and do puppy runs in my garden. But Alfie’s a boy and we have the same rules get along great and I wasn’t sure about having to share my human with another girl. Turns out, Bonnie’s a girl after my own heart.

Bonnie’s a real Mischief.

Dinner Time

I eat a delicious raw diet. On the day of Bonnie’s arrival I was tucking into a bit of spring lamb *darling little things* and Bonnie had her kibble. She wanted mine and after a few days I was forced to share it all. Bonnie refused to eat her food and wanted mine instead. I don’t blame her, it’s totally pawsome, full of blood and guts and bones. As long as my bowl was full in the morning, I was happy to share my food with her and we started to play the ‘race you’ game every dinner time. I NEVER beat my pig big brother Alfie, but I was pleased to beat Bonnie every single time.

Fetch

I’ve just about learnt not to be too excited and drop balls and toys where I’m supposed to. I just love herding so much and sometimes find it hard to stop running round and round in a circle. Bonnie was PAWSOME at dropping things where she meant. She’d get a tennis ball right inbetween her canines and then just ‘plop’ where the ball was supposed to be. I was very impressed.

Right in her tea!

Tug of War. 

I’m one size bigger than Bonnie is. She’s strong and fast, but I’m stronger and faster. This meant that when we were playing tug of war I could just stand my ground and growl and wag my tail at her. But Bonnie found a way round that. Firstly, she wriggled. Everyone always says that I’m a little wriggler, but you should see Bonnie – she definitely beats me in the wriggling stakes. She’d wriggle and wriggle and when that didn’t work … she just plain cheated!

Is she a Boxer?

The Bitey-Face GameI love playing The Bitey-Face Game, but Bonnie wasn’t too sure about my play growling and crocodile mouth and big teeth. She realised pretty quickly that she could stop me getting her face if she stomped on me. I still managed to get her legs though *wag wag wag*  (I’m the one in the red collar)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-pKWH8JWo4

 

 

The Results

Sisters make great pillows

It was PAWSOME to have Bonnie over to stay. She’s gone home to rest now, because Bella’s Boot Camp is tiring. We spoke to her human and he said that she’s been really calm since she got home, but she’s coming back in a week for more! *wag wag wag*

I can’t wait.