Reasons for being abandoned occasionally

So I thought I’d update you on why I am abandoned sometimes by my ma and da.

And pictures tell a better story, don’t they?

So here are some taken by my da, who's a really really really really really really good photographer.

First up, here's a beautiful leafy sea dragon. They're quite difficult to spot in the water.



This is actually the official marine emblem of South Australia. People come from all over the world to find and photograph these absolutely gorgeous creatures. This Phycodurus eques was photographed at a really nice place called Edithburgh on the Yorke Peninsula.

Can anyone guess what these are?



Okay I’ll tell you. Baby Nemos. Yep, baby clownfish. In Papua New Guinea, where my ma and da went on a diving holiday last September (abandoning me in the process).

Here's a broadclub cuttlefish at 30m (that's 98 feet for my imperial pals), also in Papua New Guinea.



Sepia latimanus is the second largest cuttlefish species. Also, see the sea grass in the background? Sea grass at 30m? Nope, in fact it was a bunch of garden eels.

And here we have Homo sapiens extraordinarious, aka my ma. Hee hee hee.



And because this is my blog, here’s me.

Tin Tin Canine superiorous legendoris.

Some of me has disappeared. So I need more lovin'. Oh, and here's a Limerick.

Thanks to everyone who voted for my photo at the Bone Zone.

I won. Woohoo!

Considering the amazing competition, we’re very proud and humbled here at Tin Tin HQ.

So my glorious me-ness is on the front page of Dogs With Blogs for the month of March.

Now, you may recall that weird-al-vetkovich said I had to lose 5 kgs to be at my ideal weight.

Guess what? I’ve already lost 2.5 kg (and don’t know where to find them).

The ma’s done away with kibble for now and I get carrots (oh my dog I love those things) with my meat each evening.

This is me munchin' the last of today's feast. My dogpal Wally would be proud.



Food is food is food is vital.

I feel it’s important to maximise the dining experience and get every last scrap out of the bowl.

I stepped out …



and I stepped in again…



You know what?

That rhymes with Finnegan.


Move over Marvin the bard,
I’m takin’ over your yard
Bee-itches to woo
With a ditty or two
I’m not just a bunch of lard.




Just call me Your Sleekness.