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Officially, I am Boowire Sunny Bay a Welsh Terrier. I think there's some mistake in this name for surely I am Ozymandias King of Kings. Ask my two human servants - they will tell you. For day to day purposes I use the name Archie though for some reason, my servants address me by many different names.

Monday, 25 March 2013

On Puppyhood

I can't believe how quickly time has flown. All of a sudden, I'm a 28 year old strutting my stuff - OK to my human readers I'm  a 4 year old but that's enough of that!  So above is my Mum Saffie, me, my brother and my sisters. Us pups are 4 weeks old and you guessed it, that's me on top! I have to admit that my Mum looks a bit tired! Can't think why!!!

Once again, I'm the pup on top!

Here you see me selecting my manservant by an irresistable lick of the cheek.

Four weeks have passed and I arrive at my new estate. The Tippex on my right ear was to make sure the true chosen one (Me) was escorted to the appropriate home. I'm behind bars for no crime that I can think of!

Much of my puppyhood was spent sleeping. Piggy actually survived for three years! Despite starting my slumbers thus, I always ended them ...


Ah how I enjoyed the game of grooming. The object to make a five minute job last twenty and bite as many fingers as possible.
And as with all games, several half time breaks are needed for a snooze!

              And so I enter my adolescence hanging out on the step, catching a few rays, looking cool...

...and dare I say it?...rather handsome!

     Showing Mac and Sam that they're not the only guys who can sit when there's some chicken on offer!

   Feeling rather smug at stealing the conservatory chair for the best place in the sun! I own this chair now!

                                                             AW MUM! GERROFF!

Wednesday, 20 March 2013

On Art 2

This piece of work, I call "A Portrait of the Archie as a Young Dog". You will notice that I am the subject of the piece and not the artist. My first post "On Art" way back in November 2011, illustrates my more contemporary approach to art and design. The portrait above was taken from a photograph of me running along the sands at Ravenglass in Cumbria. By "sands" I am using poetic licence, for "estuarial mud" would be a better description.

Saturday, 16 March 2013

On Another Six Nations Victory

Well it's two years in a row as Six Nations Champions with a fine 30-3 victory over England. Once again, my Scottish servants await the result of their match against France to see if they can at least walk with their heads held high - in fairness, they've avoided the wooden spoon this year. The Welsh Dragon in the picture, by the way, stands over Mametz Woods on the Somme battlefield where it was a somewhat different sort of victory.

Friday, 1 March 2013

On St David's Day

I tried to time my birth date to coincide with St David's Day but my mother wouldn't wait. Still, it's worked out well as I now have two celebrations in two days. So this is my fifth St David's Day despite me being only four. I must point out however, that I do not eat leeks and I have grown out of digging up freshly planted daffodil bulbs. I would be happier if the day's symbol were a large steak but hey ho, you can't have everything!
Well, whether you're Welsh or not, have a happy St David's Day!