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Hi there

The mobster has gone and got up to mischief again.

This time he thinks that he is a shredding machine and has emptied a bin full of paper and started to shred it. Luckily uncle Mike saw him and took it off him or it would have been confetti at dawn, and God knows what would have happened if he had ate it!

Apart from that it has been a quiet day, Dad is still saying how impressed he is that his friend David at Shredmaster destroyed some of his computers and hard drives - he said that they were gobbled up like they were made of tin foil (here's a video of it) - now that is taking Data Protection to a new level.

Take care - Lots of woofs and wags - Sophie

Hi everyone, Mobster here, it has been ages since I last posted a message but as you know I am still too young to type and have to ask Dad to do it, and he has been a bit under the weather lately - he had a really dry and warm nose, which as any healthy mutt will tell you is a bad sign.

So, what have I been up to? well, it's been a busy time. I will be two years old in October and Dad tells me that I am now fully grown. Soph, my girlfriend thinks that I am a bit of a looker and can't leave me alone - it must be my animal magnetism!!

Dad says that I am a bit of a bugger and calls me a thug, especially when I chase Sophie and pull on her tail, he tells me off but I pretend not to hear, I am very good at that. For some reason that I do not understand he keeps telling me that I am not a sheep! (yeah I know - weird) after all I am only helping him to keep the grass down, it saves him the effort of cutting it. So what if every now and again I 'accidentally' eat the heads of the plants by mistake, and I can't help digging holes in the flowerbeds, it's in my genes.

Did I tell you that my Dad also calls me donkey 'DONKEY!' how insulting, just because when I am doing some male grooming I make a contented baying noise, and when I yawn I make loud noises, there is no need to compare me to a donkey.

Oh, fellow pooches, Top Tip, I have just discovered that laurel trees have berries - yes free food. I have been sneaking around the side of the garden and eaten all the berries off the bottom branches. Dad only found out when he was curious as to why there were so many stones in my doo-doo (by the by, what a horrible job these humans have clearing up after us - better them that us). Dad went a bit mental saying the berries could be poisonous but they don't seem to have done me any harm so far.

Suppose that I ought to go, must be due for some food soon, it has been an hour since I last ate anything.

Take care fans - The Mobster xxx

Uh Oh, I am in trouble again, but whats new!

Look, I can't help it, I am a chewer OK. If they will leave me out in the garden on my own, what do they expect. So what if I had to climb up onto the big blue plant pot to rip out the plants, it was in my eye line just shouting eat me, EAT ME.

Dad has give me a new nickname now - 'Rogue'. I thought that sounded quite impressive like someone out of X-Men, but he didn't mean it as a compliment. Having said that even when he was telling me off he was still trying not to laugh and so I think he still loves me really.

Keep getting up to mischief fans.

The Mobster xxx

Hi there fellow Mutts, Minx here.

My 'staff' have finally got around to typing up my blog for me and it is about time. Lots have been happening, which I will not bore you with, but I can now keep you updated more often and easier than before.

It would appear that more and more of my Dad's clients are taking their dogs to work, which can only be a good thing. I heard Dad talking about a police Dog called Lukas who has his own fan base and even gets sent letters - I have never had one of those so if anyone would like to write to me please do.

I am also looking forward to meeting a new friend of a client called 'Buick' when his Dad brings him up to see us - he is a chocolate lab and we have a massive back garden and so he can really run riot with The Mobster and Me.

Lots of licks and woofs - Sophie

Merry Christmas Everyone (yes I know that I am a little late), I did ask Dad to update my blog on Christmas Day but he said that he was on strike!

Well, I had a brilliant Christmas, I ate and ate and ate, it was fantastic. I got one of those 'nearly' indestructible rawhide bone - took me 30 minutes to get half way through it.