Where do I start?

Now the first thing I thought I needed to show him was how to tell his folks when anything passes the house. We soon got that sorted, he learnt very quick how to bark with me at everyone and anything passing! Now for that lesson Pal's folks decided to call me "Rosie Rottweiler", now why was that I wonder?

I was also going to show him what we dogs do to cats, but he has a cat friend in the house called Charlie, and besides the fact Charlie gave me a few scratches I was told by Pal we had to leave Charlie well alone. So no fun there!

Pal also had lots of toys to play with, I liked the stuffed doll the best, he used to call it "Roger", but he tore it in half and now its Arfer............(arfer Roger!!!)

He's gone !!!!!!

When Pal and I had tired of playing in the garden we went to have a drink of water, and guess what? Mr Stoppit was nowhere to be seen, he'd gone and left me !

Now I did not mind being left here with Pal's people because I knew they would look after me well, but Pal kept teasing me, saying the Stoppits had "dumped" me and I was not wanted. I got a bit upset at first and rebelled by biting his ears......

Actually I decided I was "on holiday", I just knew the Stoppits had to go back to the UK for a few weeks and were unable to take me because I did not have a passport. Pal's people were great, every morning we went out for a long walk in the fields, and in return I decided I should teach this "young pup" how to look after his people !!!!!!!

I think its my turn to visit

Now it was just as well Pal and I got on OK because one day I went for a ride with Mr Stoppit in the blue tin box to Pal's house. I thought it quite odd that Mrs Stoppit stayed at home and before we left my master loaded the car with MY chair, cushion and loads of food.

I had not been to Pal's house before so when I got there I had a good look around (thats us in the photo), now there was not quite as much garden we could dig up as at the Stoppits but we certainly could try and make a mess of Pal's owners nice veggie plot!!! Whats more Pal had a pet of his own, a cat called Charlie....now that could be fun....................

A new friend.............

One day just after lunch time a small dark blue tin box on wheels appeared at the big black gates. The Stoppits seemed to know the occupants and let them in. Now to my surprise when they got out of the car so did a big young pup. I say young, as he was only about 7-8 months old, but he was already three times bigger than me. Now as much as I like visitors I am not sure if I want pups staying with me, I had to check this out!

We quickly sized each other up and I had to show him just who was the senior and who's living quarters this was. As he seemed good fun to be with I showed him around "my land". Truthfully we had a great time, we chased and rolled about, I think we are going to be good friends..........

Learning English.......

The days ahead were great fun, often I was taken to the beach by the Stoppits and as it appeared I was going to be allowed to stay and look after them, I thought I'd better start playing doggie games and pretend I liked obeying their wishes.

I had one major problem with this of course, they kept telling me things in English! Now as all us canines know we are far more intelligent then humans, we hear better, see better and can smell better........So I listened and learnt most of the English words I needed to respond to. In fairness often the Stoppits would speak to be in Greek, I guess I am now a bilingual dog!

Balls........................

I was pretty glad to get out of the vets surgery I can tell you, even though he gave me a clean bill of health. I did not like being stuck with needles. I guess it was for the best though, you see if I'd had some of the nasty diseases dogs can get out here the Stoppits would not have been able to keep me and my life would have been put to an end!

So it was off in the big blue tin box again, head in the wind and home...... On the way we stopped at the beach and I had a good run around in the sand, and when we did get home I was given a squeaky orange ball by Mrs Stoppit. Now you may not believe it but I had never had a ball before, and I did not know what to do with it. The Stoppits kept squeaking it and throwing it away, so I took it off them and ran off in the garden with it. If they did not want it I'll keep it for myself !!!!

Hospital ???????????

Now as much as I liked the car ride I did not realise just where we were going. When we stopped in Kalamata I was taken on the lead to a veterinary surgery. Now whilst I have never been to one before I have heard tales of what goes on in them. There were some really sick dogs in the room, and as I was not sick I found it hard to understand why Mr & Mrs Stop'it brought me here. (I hoped with all my heart they did not believe in euthanasia)

When it was our turn to see the vet man, I was put on a table by Mr Stoppit and the vet gave me a good looking over. He stuck some needles in me and took some of my blood, then seemed to pump some stuff into me (I think he was replacing what he took!). Anyway I was declared fit and healthly (Yippee)....He even gave Mr Stoppit some kind of book with my test results in and he gave me a nice white plastic collar.

I think these humans are going to care for me...................

The first car ride

The following day Mr & Mrs STOP'IT (as we know this must be their names) went out in the "blue tin box with wheels". Now my next challenge is to get them to take me out in it! I never had to wait very long for that.

The day after I was allowed to go out with them, I was in the car like a whippet I can tell you. I must say I really like riding in cars, especially with the window open where I can have my head out in the wind. Its great fun barking at the big trucks as they pass by on the other side of the road. Odd though, the STOP'ITS also seem to like it, as every time I barked at the trucks, they joined in and calling my name out loud "ROSIE STOP'PIT!"

Winning over the humans

So I had to win over these two. The best way I thought at first was to use the "oh ain't she cute" pose. Now whilst I would never roll over on my back in front of a fellow canine, I was told humans think of it as sort of sweet, and I do like my belly tickled anyway. This seemed to work pretty good, especially for Mrs blond human.

Now I had another problem to sort out, I did not know their names. Some time back I was told that humans normally have two names, and when they get together the female human normally takes the last name of the male human. This also occurs when they have a family, so I now have become part of their family and my first name is ROSIE, virtually each time Mrs blond human called me she would use two names.........Yes I worked it out,

I was ROSIE STOP'IT !!!!!!!

Think I'd better stop this now.......

I gave a bit of thought as to what could have happened to the two older humans, they had never disappeared before, they always came back together! No matter what did happen I decided I had better start to behave extremely well as I could be next !

So I stopped planning my

"Great Escape"

I had to start to win over BOTH of these humans and I know just how to do it !