Who Do You Think You Are?

So here is my real family, cos my new mum says that's important, to remember where you came from and all that.

Here is my family tree- good stock you know. (Whatever that means)




Click on Image to make it bigger- hope it works, not all that good at this Dog with a Blog lark you know. So these are the old folks... hmmmm... s'pose that's where I get my good looks.

My Mum: Ellie (posh name: Shahlaei Princess Elzbieta) oooooooh!



My Dad: Tommy (posh name: Coastline Happy Hour) Well I say..............




And here are my brothers and sisters...

My brothers:

Charlie


Covey


Henry


Toby being weighed (what's that then?)



Unadopted- He still needs a home (how can anyone not want him! Mind you boys smell)


My Sister, Molly



And of course me: I got a posh name too- wait for it...

Shahlaei Periwinkle Huh? Call me Rosie- please!



Cute eh? Eh? Eh? Go on give us a kiss.

And here is us when we was just 1 day old... sorry we were... whatever...




There were 8 in the bed when the little one said... Roll Over, Roll Over...




So I have been in Wales in the place with a funny name for more than a week now. I can't go for a walk yet but my mum, she takes me out in her arms and when we walk along the road everyone stops to say hello. My mum must be so popular.

The cats are still keeping out of my way and all I want to do is give 'em a kiss- what's so wrong with that? So I chase them out of the room although I do try my saddest look when Debz is cuddling them and ignoring me. She feeds them real meat and I would love some of that stuff. I do get a tiny bit of chicken if I wee or poo outside but I'm still pretending not to know the game so I can keep going out and coming back in- hoping if she sees me sit outside she'll think I did my busies and will get lots of treats. it's not working yet though.
But plenty of time...

Sleepy now- but I'll be back...