Missing Mum

Hello my friends!!

It's so great to be back in Blogville - I only wish I were bringing happier news.

You see, just when I was happily settling in to life in 2018, it happened again...

This wheelie guy is never good news...

That's right, the dreaded wheelie came out...

As soon as I saw it I knew that dad was planning on leaving me again, so I kept a super close eye on him, and was careful to never let him out of my sight.

Staying nice and close, that's good...

Actually I'll just get a little closer...

Yes, that's better...

Except I was wrong! It wasn't my papa who left - it was mum!!!!

Hmm, something fishy is going on here, mum is hugging me awfully tightly...

What the heck?! 

After a big hug, mum took the wheelie and left...

You guessed it - WITHOUT ME.

So flat right now...

Well that night I stayed outside in the dark waiting for mum to come home.

I waited and waited and waited....

And even when it started raining I still waited, hiding behind the garden plants so papa couldn't find me to bring me inside.

Camouflage Morrie. No one will ever see me here...

But she still didn't come home!

So the next day, the search began - 

Come on dad, there is no time to lose!

I hit the streets early, doing my best to follow the scent of the dreaded wheelie...

Nope, you don't sniff like a wheelie...

But I there was no sign of mum or that stupid bag.

Needless to say, I was mildly panicked....

And after a good session of zoomies to clear my head, the answer came to me...

The beach!

Quick dad, eyes straight ahead, foot on the pedal...

I grabbed my papa and headed to the car - 

As soon as we got there, I could see where my mum would be...

Morrie Island!

Morrie Island is a special patch of sand surrounded by water that only appears on some days...

It's a special place mum took me when I was very little, so when I saw it was a Morrie Island day, I just knew she'd be out there!

Well I was super brave and ran straight into the deep water,

But still, I couldn't find my mum.

Okay yes, I MAY have stopped for a quick play of the ball with dad...

But other than that it was STRICTLY business I can assure you.

And eventually we had to call the search off for the day :(

I can't believe I got wet for nothing....

It's been a good two weeks since mum's been gone,

But for some strange reason dad doesn't seem as worried as I am.

Last night he told me there was a secret message on the wheelie that I didn't notice, which would have explained where mum has gone...

Well I'm not really sure what that funny yellow writing is supposed to mean,

But that yellow guy on the left looks like the picture of the animal on my Kangaroo Jerky treats...

So maybe mum is off to get me some more of those? I hope so!!

Until next time!

"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."

The Year of the (Scottie) Dog

Well I know I'm a little late to the party here, but...

HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my Blogville Buddies!!!

Just to be clear: that is not me in the frilly skirt...

You see, after a massive 2017, mum made me take a well-earned rest from blogging -

Paws in the air like I just don't care...

But the good news is, I'm back!

From the desk of Morrie...

So to kick off my 2018 blogging adventure, I wanted to share some of my resolutions for the year ahead.:

My Resolutions:

• Be more giving (but only when you know the giving will lead to you receiving...!) 

I'll hand over the ball, when you hand over the treats!

• Tackle life head on (unless what you're tackling is a garden hose on the other side of the window...if that's the case, maybe leave it...) 

A perfect 6.0 for my dismount...

• Make new friends (so you can steal their toys...) 

A manoeuver from my latest book: How to win fur-friends, and influence paw-pals...

• Discover new adventures, try new things, open new doors (or make someone else open them for you...)

How the heck did you get in through that tiny door?! 

So as you can see, I have BIG plans for the year ahead...

And I'm hoping you will all join me as I sniff, play, and bark my way through another wonderful year!

Until next time!

"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."

A very Morrie year...

Well hello there my brilliant Blogville buddies!

Well, with less than twenty-four hours until the new year it's time to...

Hee hee, yes, that's right!

It's almost the New Year!!

There is nothing happy about this stupid headband. GET. IT. OFF.

So before I barrel into 2018 -

I do like barreling into things...

I thought it was only appropriate that I look back at what has been a very Morrie year.

The year that was:

• I learnt to fetch! (Well that's what mum and dad think. In reality I just taught them to give me lots of treats while I play with one of my favourite toys... )

My training started indoors - 

Before we ventured outside!

• I made lots of new friends!

My park group grew....

Oh you... 

 And grew....

Oh good, more fur-friends!

And GREW!

You're all here for me?! Excellent...

And of course - I joined Blogville and made even more buddies!!!!

I love my Blogville friends!!

• I discovered LOTS of new human foods!

Mmmm...Weetbix looks pretty good!

But not as good as the ice cream tub!!

Oh look - I can get my whole head in here!!

Oops.. I may have been a little vigorous in my licking...

Okay well the ice cream may have mysteriously run out, so maybe just give me a whole plate of potato gems...

Yes that should do me...

• And I also discovered that while tennis balls may seem tasty, you shouldn't eat them :(

Apparently this might be hard to digest...

And if you do eat them - 

You can expect to have your tummy shaved and end up stuck in the dreaded Cone of Shame:

Thank goodness my hair has grown back now!

I wasn't the happiest guy with my Cone of Shame...

• But despite my near-death experience, I somehow made it to my second birthday!

Woohoo! Birthday boy!!

And I cannot wait to see what 2018 will bring!!!

It's party time!!

See you next year!

"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."

My special visit from Santa Paws!!

Happy Holidays my furry friends!!

I've been so excited reading about everyone's visit from Santa Paws, that I wanted to share my own...

Well the morning started as it should -

With me sleeping in.

Shhh...Those reindeers need to keep it down!

But I was quickly jolted into action, when I discovered something new under the tinsel...

Well hello there Mr Stocking... 

Hooray! Santa Paws had come to town!!!

And after such a big build-up, I'm very pleased to report that Santa did not disappoint!

Please be food.. please be food... please be food...

YES!!!!

A bone! Santa knows me too well! 

The first thing I found in my stocking, was a big, chunky bone!!

What a great guy this Santa is, I couldn't wait to see what else was in store for me.

There must be more...

Woohoo!!!!

A special Christmas tree raw hide treat!!

Now at this point I got a little... ummmm... preoccupied -

Leave me alone mum! I'm busy...

And mum had to point out that there was still one more treat in my stocking...

A festive bow tie!!

Yes! Stylish and festive.. well done Santa!

It was a super morning, and just when I thought things couldn't get any better..

Mum called me back to bed for a special gift just from her!

Gimme, gimme, gimme!!

And then my amazing papa treated me to the funnest present of all...

A squeaky pig! Don't worry papa, I'll demolish this in seconds...

Well I'm very proud to say the squeaky pig was missing one of its ears and most of its stuffing within minutes..

And my raw hide treats from mum didn't last to see daylight!!

What a great Christmas!!

Thanks so much to all my Blogville buddies for their great Christmas cards too -

So many great cards!

You've all really made it a very special Christmas!

Until next time!

"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."

Felicitations Festive Fur-friends!

Festive Felicitations my Fantastic Fur-Friends!!

I'm so excited I can't believe it's only ONE sleep until Santa Paws comes!!!

Hurry up Santa!! I'm ready for you!!!

First of all, I have to say a super big thank you to all my Blogville friends who've sent me Christmas Cards...

Every day the postman has been stopping at my place -

Come on Mr Postie - follow me! I know where all the Christmas cards need to be delivered...

And I'm overwhelmed by all my special greetings!

          

Oooh! Look at all my fur-friends!!

I'll be taking that thanks mum...

Of course, I've been busily sending cards overseas too -

And to make mine extra personal.. mum let me have a special photo shoot!

I love the camera...and the camera loves me...

Well, needless to say I was the most handsome dog the photographer had ever had the privilege of capturing...

And naturally, she loved my session as much as I did -

The photographer and her assistant are just loving the fact that I won't sit still...

But for some strange reason she also said I was the only dog she "didn't trust", to take the lead off -

Telling mum she needed to "keep me restrained."

Well why would you leave all these baubles and boxes out if you didn't want me to play with them?!

Thankfully she quickly understood that I only work for treats...

And we finally got there!

What a great result! Happy Christmas to all my friends!!!

Anyway, now all my cards are posted, the presents are wrapped....

It's time to snooze ahead of the great Santa Paws' arrival!!!

Can't wait for you to arrive Santa!!

Until next time!

"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."