Mothers Day

My Mummy takes me for walks.

Makes me nommy treats.

Let's me eat bunny poo.

Washes off fox poo that I've rolled in.

Buys me awesome toys.

Let's me sneak under the duvet even when I am wet.

Made me a bed.

Wraps me up in blankets when I am cold.

Gives me cuddles. 

She gives me silly hair cuts, but always leaves my top knot alone.

Doesn't mind when I chase coots.

Takes me to places I can swim.

Protects me. 

I love my hoomin Mummy, 

Happy Mother's Day

Love Ferd x 

My New Friend

I had to go to the vets for my annual booster injection, I don't mind because I get treats and cuddsles. Only this time Mummy got the vet to check my anal glands.

A finger went up my bottom. I wasn't asked it just happened. I wasn't impressed with Mummy, doesn't she know that I am an awesome Sprocker? And as an awesome Sprocker fingers most definitely should not go up my bottom.

After the vets she took me to the pet shop, its the only store I am allowed in. I don't think that's fair, because not only am I awesome I am also a good boy and would love to be able to go out to more places with Mummy and Daddy. But anyway Mummy said that I could look at the bunnies (I like bunnies I have 4) but I was under no circumstances getting a new toy.

I picked a new crocodile :)

Bed Hogger

That's me :)

Yay A Mummy Walk

Finally Mummy was able to go on a run today and take me with her. She has been doing something that she calls spoonierunning, I'm not really sure what it's all about other than it has something to do with her being disabled and is a big deal apparently. I think she'd be better off if she ran on all four paws like me then she would be super fast. Anyway she hasn't been able to take me out at all for a week because she hurt herself and needed to rest so Daddy has been taking me out troll hunting. 

Only I like Mummy runs better because:

A) I've never found a troll;

B) Mummy takes me out for longer;

C) There are always coots.

We got up super early, it was frosty, foggy and we were alone. Best of all Mummy forgot thr stupid whistle so I got to do whatever I wanted.

I ran.

I swam.

I chased coots.

I swam.

I ran until I disappeared into the fog.

I swam.

I chased coots.

I chased ducks.

I ran.

And then bonus, we were about to head home when I when for a paddle in the disused canal (I'm not really meant to go in that bit but no whistle means no rules) Mummy said I looked like swamp dog so she took me back to the proper canal so I got to swim again and get cleanish.

Then home for breakfast and warming snuggle. Mummy wrapped a big throw around me cause I'm only a little spaniel and I get cold (my mop top froze) only I want to snuggle under the duvet. Everyone knows that a little wet spaniel dries quicker under the duvet. 

Look Mum I'm shivering....

A Shaggy Dog Story

OMD*

Mummy has gone out and brought dog clippers.

Oh the indignity she has clipped me herself, I look a right mess. How am I meant to be seen in public? The other dogs will laugh at me.

Seriously humans that are not trained should not be allowed to buy clippers.

Even worse apparently I am not 'done' yet. What there's more? What else can she do to me!

Actually - and don't tell Mummy this - I don't look too bad, sure I need a bit more tidying but to give her credit I do wriggle (but then wouldn't you scissors, comb, scary noisy clippers?). She brought the Wahl Multi Cut Dog Clipper Set and it does come in a lovely red and was much better than when she tried to use Daddies clippers on me.

But I still don't know why she just cant send me to the groomers like she used to.

*Oh My Dog (in case you were wondering)

I couldn't help myself

Its a fox pee kind of thing

In the bad books again...

Mummy is threatening to not take me on any more of her runs. I'm like her big protection dog she needs me plus I was extra good today I didn't chase coots. 

Oh there might have been that time that I didn't do a recall. Mummy always has to put me on my stupid lead when we see other dogs, I'm fine with other dogs so anyway I decided to ignore her today and the man didn't put his dog on a stupid lead. Ok so it did snarl and snap at me, still not gonna listen to mummy.

Oh and then there was the swans I only thought they looked a little interesting, I wasn't really going to go in after them.

Mummy got mad cause you know ignoring recall again so then I had to go back on the stupid lead and she made me walk 'close'. 

Stupid lead. 

But we got to the field and she let me off again to 'practice' recall. I did it perfectly every time (well almost I didn't always do the sit bit straight away).

Mummy then let me stay off the lead for a bit so I got to investigate the disused bit of canal. I didn't hear the whistle, nor Mummies frantic calls, honest. I decided it looked like a fab place for a swim I've never been swimming in that bit before. Anyway apparently Mummy couldn't see me anywhere and started to panic. I was fine.

I'm a good sprocker.

Oh mummy says I'm not a good sprocker and she was really frightened, she really couldn't see me oops I'll give her some cuddles after my snooze, it's been a very busy morning.

It's good to share

Its been one of those days...

Mummy says I've been very naughty today. 

On our walk I wasn't able to swim in all the bits of the canal I normally swim in cause mummy kept putting me back on my stupid lead because of 'other' dogs, then when I did finally get to go in there were coots. 

COOTS. 

I like coots I swim after them and yip really excited. Only Mummy says I was a bit too excited today as I got out of the canal on the other side and then I got caught up in a tree on the other side and I was ignoring Mummy and the boring whistle that makes me stop doing all the cool fun things. Anyway I managed to get out of the tree and eventually swam back to mummy who had to help me out and take a bit of tree out of my tail. 

Then she put me back on my lead early because apparently I couldn't be trusted (I spotted more coots and really the whistle is just if I wanna come back, apparently Mummy has other ideas). But I was allowed on the long lead until Mummy said I was being naughty again. I was just wanted to get home quickly for my breakfast, it's not my fault she couldn't keep up, honestly she was the one that put me back on the lead. 

So then I had to go on the double lead (it's clipped to the front and top of my harness). But then as we were nearly home there was lots of birds and I just wanted a closer look..... 

When we got home Mummy made be have a shower. 

I smell all yucky now.

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Hello

Hello world.

My name is Archduke Ferdinand the First, but you can call me Ferd and I am a Sprocker Spaniel.

A Sprocker means that I am part Springer Spaniel and part Cocker Spaniel, and that means I am also 100% awesome.

Being a sprocker does not make me a 'designer dog' in fact we have been one of those best kept secrets and have been breed for many years by games keepers as a dual purpose dog, of course we also make great pampered pet dogs like me.

You can find out lots more about Sprocker Spaniels here

I live with my hoomins - Mummy and Daddy - and four cats and four bunnies. I like the bunnies best as the make nommy organic treats out of their bums.

Anyway I have set up this super secret blog so I can share some of my woes, my human training tips, toys I love and generally what I have been up to.