Golden Love

Have I told you lately that I love you.... lalalalala...

have I told you there's nothing else above you... lalalala

My first (edited) video and the Hooman Groovyness

Hello, gorgeous pups and everyhooman! :)

So, Carla finally decided to try and edit a video! WOW! Isn't she outrageously brave???? That's what I call having no fear of life! Editing a video!! She's my heroine. :)

Of couurse she's still learning and she wasn't able to put music in the video. And she is still learning to cut excessively long scenes... oh, well, please understand. :)

Hope you enjoy it!

Wordless (Retrospective) Wednesday

The flying pup and the stolen treats

Aloha, everypup and everyhooman. :)

Went to the beach, again. Yep.

And in this beach visit... well, let me confess to you, off my chest: I met a flying pup. No, not kidding. I did. Cross my paws. Everybody knows that I'm a kind of a Canine Speedy Gonzalez when I start my zooming, but this guy is way too much for me! He flies, he FLIES! Couldn't catch him. It was a frustrating sunny day to me. Here's all the proofs you'll need, with subtitles and all:

At first, we just started with the normal dog procedures.


He started showing his performance right away.





Then, he started running like an olimpic athlete... I couldn't catch him! Can you believe that?

I still can't.

I tried really harder!

...and I even thought I made it...

But in a speed movementt he just.... flew away again!

... and at the end... cof cof (I'm still a bit emotional with this)... he got a treat! He headed straight to my treats!

I'm shocked. He was the first to get MY little square pieces of nhamy cheese.

I think I'm loosing my qualities.

Am I the canine version of Charlot?!

Let us all check out the evidence.

(not really) Wordless Wednesday

(check out more of Stephanie marvelous projects, at Homegrown Hospitality)

Honey's blog and some videos

ALOHA, super-duper-furry-and-not-so-furry-friends!
First of all, you all HAVE to go to Honey's blog! Hsin-Yi, her hooman, is posting some amazing advices for all the doggie owners! She's been helping Carla and John with... mm... cof cof... some of my... let's say... cof... less appropriate canine performances... cof cof....:) Thank you, Hsin-Yi! :)

Here are two little videos of the groovy me.

In the first one, I'm happy 'cause my hoomans are coming from their sports session, this Sunday. I always greet them with something in my mouth (hey, I'm a retriever) and moaning!



In the second one, filmed about 2 month ago, Carla's trying to irritate me while I'm trying to hunt a sock (socks always try to run away... BOL). If you look closely, you can still see the bootiful hole I made in the corner of the wall... now, my hoomans have a brand new and painted wall... humpf!

New colours, naughty Pipa

Alooooha! :)

Well, finally, my hoomans managed to declare an end to the painting-war. They won: now we have a super-red office (now they are mounting some fabulous BESTA shelves, from Ikea, in order to store their 43536373839 books... what for?? they are faraway from being clever... Isn't it better to dig holes and roll over in the mud!?) and a double coloured hallway (I'm still recovering of what they did to my Dali inspired hole in the wall).
Let me tell you something, dear friends: I hate these changes around the house. There's always something in the floor (a vacuum cleaner, a big box of books, the desk, furniture to mount, a bucket of paint... arggghhh!), not letting me shake my bum through the house.
I guess that's why I'm going through a rough fase, now. At home, I'm a sweet girl... but anytime I see another dog in my walks.... OH BOY! I go completely nuts! I jump, I try to bite my leash, I lay down in the floor, belly up (specially if my hoomans try to grab me) , rolling in the floor like a maniac, really overexcited! I think they get a bit sad with me. Then, it all passes away, and I go back to be the sweet gold ball of fur that I usually am. I guess that's because I'm a teenager.
I guess that is why Carla bought a head collar. What a stupid idea. I hate that thing. What did I do? I started using my most depressed look. Ears down and eyes up, just like BOLT (did you see this movie?! you HAVE to!). It worked. My hoomans say that it looks groovy on me, so, they are going to buy a Halti harness now. Do you know it? Do you recommend this kind of harness?? Here in Portugal we can't find the Easy Walk Harness...

Well, anyway, we found the time to go to Carla's parents house, for me to play with my best friend, Antonio, Carla's father... it's my favourite thing in the world, playing with him!

At night, John always pets my paws when he is watching TV (and if he forgets, I remind him :))

I've been crazy, as usual...

I've been sleeping a lot, watching my hoomans going from room to room in the house makes me really sleepy and tired...

And when I'm lucky enough to be offleash, i still go nuts....... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzoming!

That's it for now.

I hope you all can forgive me for not having much time to go and visit you... but you all know that I need my hooman's paws for that! :) I'll be passing by your bloggies whenever I can!

Love!