It's Been A While

I'm so sorry I haven't updated for a while, but "apparently" my Ghost Writer, Aunt Whisky has been busy. I did visit her a few weeks ago, I spent a long weekend with her which I really enjoyed. But as always I was so pleased to see my Mummy and Daddy!

Aunt Whisky has now decided to open my blog to the big wide web and advertise it on her daily blog Whisky and Coke. That sounds very exciting, although I'm not quite sure what it all means.

Anyway, before I go into too much depth about my life, that reminds me I must ask Mummy and Daddy to send Aunt Whisky some more pictures and stories about my life with them!.....I digress, before I go into too much detail about my life I would like to sing you a song.

I'm sure Aunt Whisky has mentioned I dislike thunder storms. In fact I don't dislike them, they completely terrify me!. So....to try and beat my fears I have decided to change a certain set of song lyrics. Here goes.....Please sing along to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen.

This is my real life,
This is no fantasy,
It's just a dogs life,
In dog reality,
Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see......
I'm just a poor dog from a lovely family,
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Look up high Look up low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter
it's me

Mama, the storm is here
Put you're umbrella down
I need both arms around me now,
Mama, the storm has just begun,
How much longer will it stay
Mama hooooowwwl!
Storm is here it makes me cry,
If it's not gone this time tomorrow,
Cuddle me, cuddle me cos it really really matters.

Too late the storms is closing in
It sends shivers down my spine
Thunder clapping all the time,
Where is everybody I need them now
Mama hoooowwwl!
I need a cuddle now,
Don't like the rain at all

I see a little silhouetta of a woman
Halleluja, Hallelujah she is here,
Thunderbolt and lighning very very frightning me
Oh the tunder, oh the lighning
can't you go away now, now, now now noooowwww!

I'm just a poor dog from a lovely family,
He's just a poor dog, everybody loves him
Spare him the fear of this monstrosityyyy
Cuddle up, cuddle up we will not let you go,
will not let you go, will never ever ever let you go go go go go gooooooo!
No no no no no no!
Mamma never let me go!
Daddy's home now too he will make the storm go

Now that the storms gone,
Everyone can see
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters,
They're here.....

Anyway the wind blows..........Pfffft!

I apologise, that last botty burp seemed to clear the room....or was it my singing?

I hope you enjoyed my rendition, and my entry to blogland.

Aunt Whisky promises me, she will try and update you with my stories regularly from now on.

And Mommy and Daddy, I love you dearly....I know you think of me whenever there is a storm, and as long as I know that you will be home at the end of work....I'll be fine :)

All my love

Samuel Chucklebunny

xxxxxx

It's Been A While

I'm so sorry I haven't updated for a whil, but "apparently" my Ghost Writer, Aunt Whisky has been busy. I did visit her a few weeks ago, I spent a long weekend with her which I really enjoyed. But as always I was so pleased to see my Mummy and Daddy!

Aunt Whisky has now decided to open my blog to the big wide web and advertise it on her daily blog Whisky and Coke. That sounds very exciting, although I'm not quite sure what it all means.

Anyway, before I go into too much depth about my life, that reminds me I must ask Mummy and Daddy to send Aunt Whisky some more pictures and stories about my life with them!.....I digress, before I go into too much detail about my life I would like to sing you a song.

I'm sure Aunt Whisky has mentioned I dislike thunder storms. In fact I don't dislike them, they completely terrify me!. So....to try and beat my fears I have decided to change a certain set of song lyrics. Here goes.....Please sing along to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen.

This is my real life,
This is no fantasy,
It's just a dogs life,
In dog reality,
Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see......
I'm just a poor dog from a lovely family,
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Look up high Look up low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter
it's me

Mama, the storm is here
Put you're umbrella down
I need both arms around me now,
Mama, the storm has just begun,
How much longer will it stay
Mama hooooowwwl!
Storm is here it makes me cry,
If it's not gone this time tomorrow,
Cuddle me, cuddle me cos it really really matters.

Too late the storms is closing in
It sends shivers down my spine
Thunder clapping all the time,
Where is everybody I need them now
Mama hoooowwwl!
I need a cuddle now,
Don't like the rain at all

I see a little silhouetta of a woman
Halleluja, Hallelujah she is here,
Thunderbolt and lighning very very frightning me
Oh the tunder, oh the lighning
can't you go away now, now, now now noooowwww!

I'm just a poor dog from a lovely family,
He's just a poor dog, everybody loves him
Spare him the fear of this monstrosityyyy
Cuddle up, cuddle up we will not let you go,
will not let you go, will never ever ever let you go go go go go gooooooo!
No no no no no no!
Mamma never let me go!
Daddy's home now too he will make the storm go

Now that the storms gone,
Everyone can see
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters,
They're here.....

Anyway the wind blows..........Pfffft!

I apologise, that last botty burp seemed to clear the room....or was it my singing?

I hope you enjoyed my rendition, and my entry to blogland.

Aunt Whisky promises me, she will try and update you with my stories regularly from now on.

And Mommy and Daddy, I love you dearly....I know you think of me whenever there is a storm, and as long as I know that you will be home at the end of work....I'll be fine :)

All my love

Samuel Chucklebunny

xxxxxx

In the beginning...........

I guess my life began about thirteen years ago....no one knows for sure the exact date, and being 91 in mind if not in body I can't remember myself. But it's about then I came into the world. A little black ball of fluff with a white splash on my chest.

I don't remember much of my early days....or if I do I try not to remember them. Sometimes I get the odd flashback, which I will tell you about as I go on, but really I prefer not to think about the beginning. I tend to think my real life began about ten human years ago.

Aaah yes....I must just say that I am using a "ghost writer" for this. Therefore some of the translations from doggy speak to human speak may be a little topsy turvy, or jumbled up, but bless her, she is trying her best.

I also have to say that my current Mummy and Daddy, have allowed this "Ghost Writer" to write my autobiography. They have given permission, although I am not sure what they have let themselves in for. They have been nothing but kind to me....my love for them knows no boundaries, I will do all I can to return their kindness, protect them and their belongings, and show them nothing but love during my journey into blogland.

Where my "Ghost Writer" lets call her GW, cannot translate, she will use her literary skills to embellish my tales. Some will be sad, but most will be happy, and GW has asked me to tell you now, that she in no way wants to upset any one. Some of my sadder times will be fictitious as I have no real recollection, my happier times will be as factual as possible. But considering GW only came into my life a little while ago some of them too may well be tall tales.

So if you want to join my journey, hold on to my tail as I wag away, and feel free to leave comments as to your view on my story.

This is just the beginning. A little black ball of fluff with a white flash on my chest.

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My doggy tales coming soon!!