Sorry.....

No time to stop.

There's so much to do - we was up in the garden at OGH this afternoon, and it was non stop busy.  We did get three lots of visitors, which meant I was on duty to protect and defend, except one nice man gave such good back scritches I didn't want to let him go, but SHE said no George you have to stay and look after me, and that's what I did. 

I didn't want to go home.  No I did not.  So when she came to pick me up for the car, I took off like a rocket and I did run up and down and round and round, and she was laughing so much she nearly split her sides, but then I think she got a bit tired - or I did - because I stopped for a bit too long, and she did put her foot on the lead, and I couldn't get away.

I can tell you we did have a laugh.

Why was I running around dragging my lead you might ask.  It's because we are upholding the letter of the law, and the law says that dogs must be on leads in National Parks, but the garden at OGH is completely secure, actually to keep rabbits out not to keep small black dogs in but it works both ways which is a good thing.  So she lets me run around on the lead but off the lead if you get my drift.

That makes me the official Vice-Regal Watch Dog of South Australia, and I think I should get a medal for that.