Coffee Mornings

Coffee Morning!

Hello people, Mouse here.

Our next Happy Greys Social Club Coffee Morning will be on Sunday 31st October.

And this time, it’s a special one – It’s 👻🎃Halloween🎃💀, and time for all stylish doggos to get their Spooky on! Miss Lotti and I will be dressing up, so Staffs, if you and your doggo are coming, it would be fun to see some Halloween-themed outfits on Doggos, on Staffs, or on both!

Starting at 9.30am, Miss Lotti and I and our Staffs will be at Social Café in Walkerston. If there are any Grey (or other sighthound) families out there who are free to join us, you will be very welcome. We are also always happy to see fur-riends of other persuasions, and hope Miss Bella and Miss Tuppence will join us again as we enjoyed their company.

Bring a bowl and a blankie. There will be puppacinos… The Staffs say the human coffee is good, also the cakes and bickies, and I can personally vouch for the bacon!

Hope to see you there 🐾

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The Travels of Mouse: Well, finally….

Hello people, Mouse here.

It seems the Staff have come to their senses. After days and days of the most boring stuff, we’re finally going Home. Ahhhh, that word. My own beds, my own back yard, all the friendly smells and familiar message-posts, decent walkies and space to stretch my legs.

We were stuck in that Ingham place for a week! Well, nearly, but it felt like forever. Mum says she just has to view it as a mini-lockdown and something we just had to endure. Nice caravan park, mind you, but nowhere much for an interesting walk, there were some rude barky doggos, and it was very hot except very early in the morning, so I wasn’t much inclined to lie outside in my private enclosure. I like the caravan a lot, but it gets old after days and days of the same four walls (Oh mate, I hear you – Mum).

Lockdown lunch – well, you’ve got to have something to look forward to!

Anyway, Dad left on Wednesday at lunchtime and caught the train home. It takes 7 hours – we could drive it faster, and it stops everywhere, but it got him back there. So he stayed with the Dowager (aka Dadsmum), and the next morning went and collected a hire vehicle, and then drove back up to Ingham. Meanwhile, Mum and I stayed put. Mum started packing up the caravan and I helped by staying out of the way, snoozing on my bed. Next morning she did the rest of it, folding up awnings, packing up chairs, taking down water and waste lines, etc. We were ready when Dad arrived mid-afternoon.

Townsville stop in sight…

Then we had the fun bit. The Staff had to change the tow set-up to allow the weight distribution thingy to be added to the towball. And it was stuck. The neighbour in the next caravan had an Even Bigger Shifter than Dad’s, which is saying something. And still it was stuck, until Mum suggested using some bit or other to extend the shifter, and that worked. But we lost half an hour. Mum got me set up in the back of the hire vehicle with the aircon running, so I just went to sleep while they fiddled about, seemingly forever. Anyway, we got on the road at about 4pm, got to Townsville about 5, and by 6pm I’d been walked (thank goodness!) and fed, and the rest was up to the Staff.

Can you tell I’m happy to be on our way?

And this morning, we’re Off!  Home at last. 5 hours and nearly 400km/250 miles, and we’ll be there. I will be demanding a lunch-stop in Bowen for Pie, of course, but that’s pretty much automatic on these trips.

The Staff still don’t know what’s happening to the car, which is still up there, being assessed on Monday. If it can be fixed easily, Dad will take the train back up at some point and collect it and drive it home. If it can’t, Dad will take a car trailer up to collect it and bring it home to go to the Mitsubishi garage. It’s all very complicated, and frankly, I can’t be bothered, but it’s annoying not to have My Car available when I want to go for a drive. Meanwhile, Dad’s going to ride that big red noisy thing to work, and Mum will walk to the shops. It’s nothing to do with me, of course; so long as I get fed regularly, it’s up to the Staff to sort all that stuff out.

I’m just glad all the nonsense is over and I can get back to my normal routine…

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The Travels of Mouse: “Outrageous Fortune”*

It really IS an Outrage.

Having put up graciously with the upheavals of packing once again, I had expected to be lounging about in Cairns by now, by way of some top-level scrounging in Cardwell for lunch.

I dunno, you just can’t get the help. 75km/46 miles from Townsville, the car made a quiet but strange noise and… turned itself off. Consternation from the humans, but we coasted safely to the side of the luckily newly-widened road. Dad disappeared under the bonnet, but it seems the Big Four-Ss were missing: no Sights, Sounds, Smells or Smoke. It all looked very normal and tidy, just… dead. We called RACQ Recovery, as Dad has had the foresight to get top cover. Mum and I retired to the shade of a nearby tree to wait. An hour later, we were on our way. The car was on the back of the low loader, which also towed the caravan, and I and the Staff were in the back seat of the truck. I did NOT approve of this, as there was no floof available, it was very high and Dad had to boost me, and the seat was too small for me to lie down properly. So I left the truck man a generous donation of drool back there to explain my feelings.

We are now Stuck in a caravan park 111km/69 miles from Townsville, 3km outside Ingham, where we will have to wait until Monday to find out if the car can be fixed quickly or if it will take days. Cairns is off, it appears, and I am Not Happy. Nor are the Staff, naturally, but they are doing everything they can to ensure My comfort. It seems they have always though it would be fun to explore Ingham when passing through on previous occasions, but never had the time to stop. Now they have the time, but sadly, not the car. “I have a bone to pick with Fate”*

So, I must just make the best of it. There is a swimming pool for the humans, Dad is going to put up my private enclosure soon, there’s a bit of a breeze blowing and the site has some shade. The caravan park is a bit far to walk into town in full sun and temperatures over 30°C/86°F, especially carrying groceries on the way back, although it might be OK in the cool of the evening… Maybe. Luckily we can have food and groceries delivered, so at least none of us will starve.

It doesn’t appear I will have any fascinating travels to share with you this time, but as Mum has pointed out, a bit of enforced rest will hurt none of us.

I’ll keep you posted if there are any exciting developments. Yeah, right. The only Interesting Thing that happened today that was not also a Bad Thing was passing a blue tree on the highway. As Mum so succinctly put it after she managed to grab this photo: “Just… why?”.

Mouse out.

 

*These quotes have been brought to you courtesy of that Shakespeare bloke. I feel like he really understands Me, especially the bone picking bit…

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The Travels of Mouse: Torrid Townsville

Hello people, Mouse here.

Gosh, it’s HOT. I am a Black Dog. I feel the heat, even though my fur is sleek and flat and fine. And it’s hot. Yesterday evening at 11.00pm it was 30°C/86°F and 90% humidity. Tropical… Cold water is coming out of the tap warm, and the concrete slab here isn’t nearly as cool as it should be. Last night we had a thunderstorm pass over, O joy, but luckily the Staff spotted the clouds coming, checked the BoM map and slipped me something tasty in my drinking water. I snoozed through it all, although to be fair, there wasn’t any thunder the humans could hear.

Anyway, on to the travelogue. Lunch yesterday was Bowen. Dad had Pie and a Sausage Roll from Jochheim’s, and Mum had ham salad roll. I don’t say pickings were scarce, it’s just that it was more lavish when Mum was eating pie too. Still, I did scrounge some ham from her roll. We are on our way north to Cairns, and as usual, we are stopping in Townsville en route to break the journey and make the travel a bit more civilised and comfortable. In practice, this means I lounge around in the air-conditioned car, then I lounge around on my Floof, then I lounge around on my air-conditioned bunk whilst the Staff scurry to make things comfy for Me. Oh, and them, of course. We are staying as always at the doggo-friendly Discovery Park in Wulguru, Townsville.

This morning, the Staff took me out to a nearby café to enjoy some cold milk whilst Dad had coffee and Mum had a cup of tea (and he had most of my tea milk, can I just say? – Mum). I got lots of admiration and strokies from passers-by, which was most acceptable. A few groceries were bought, and then we went on to one of the nicer dog parks in the city, Riverside Off-Leash Dog Park, in Cranbrook. It’s fenced on three sides, and the fourth side of the enclosure is the river, so doggos who like that kind of thing can swim. I’ve swum there before, but I passed this time, despite the heat.

Can we go now?

A bit of token prancing about, and then I let the Staff know i was ready to back to the nice cool car… We don’t normally come north this late in the year because of the heat, but a trip south had to be cancelled once again due to pandemic/ hotspots/ border closures, so here we are. I don’t mind too much so long as I can get cool at regular intervals, but hanging around in the sun is for Mad Dogs and Englishmen, and I am Not Mad. Mum (an English person, poor thing) insisted on hanging about a bit longer, taking some pretty peeps of the trees and the weir. What can I tell you…? She is a Law Unto Herself.

And as observed before, it’s HOT. So after that we retired back to our nice air-conditioned caravan, Mum made a human salad for lunch (home made coleslaw with cabbage, apple, grated carrot and zucchini, tomato and chunks of watermelon, topped with smoked salmon and hard boiled egg 😛), which was apparently very tasty, and then we had a nice extended snooze. (Well, he did, I checked emails, Dad did some admin, His Majesty snored…).

We’re moving on tomorrow. As usual, I will be supervising things from the air-conditioned comfort of my Floof. I expect there’ll be coffee (and sandwiches or cake) and a puppacino for me in Ingham, as usual, followed by lunch in Cardwell. I approve of Cardwell. It contains Pies… (can you tell he’s our dog? – Mum). By mid afternoon we’ll be in Cairns, and I’ll be able to relax again. The site is shady, there will hopefully be a breeze, Mum says she’s hoping the swimming pool will not be too crowded, and I expect my lounging, scoffing and strokies opportunities will be ample. If it’s still so hot, the Staff will probably head either up onto the Atherton Tablelands, or up the coast along the Captain Cook Highway to take advantage of the sea-breezes. I’ll let you know what we get up to as we go along…

And now, back to the all-important business of snoozing. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz

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A ‘happy’ Grey

Hello people, Mouse here.

I should have known better, when the Staff put on my party collar and lead, and took me into town. I should have guessed, when Mum led me around the corner instead of towards My favourite table at the café. The minute we entered the carpark at the V.E.T. (aka the Gates of Hell), I caught the smell and kept trying to turn us around. Too late. I was in, on the scales to be weighed, and then it was time to hurry up and wait.

Now, normally, this is when I start to get seriously stressed. I drool, I pant, I pace, and my heart goes into overdrive. Today… not so much. Mum had given me something a tiny bit funny-tasting just before we came out. I felt… calmer than usual. Yes, I panted a bit, yes, my heart was beating fast, but I wasn’t drooling or trying to beat down the door, and the other doggos there weren’t bothering me nearly so much.

I stood still for my C5, Lepto and Heartworm shots. I took the other stuff in the oral syringe like a champ. It was all strangely OK. I was a Good Boy.

Mum says I have to tell you about the stuff she gave me, since it does seem to have helped me a fair bit. She says she was prepared to dismiss it all as a bit woo-woo, but the evidence is pretty convincing in its favour.

So, let’s hear it for Martin & Pleasance Rest & Quiet Calm Formula, based on Bach floral remedies. Let’s say it’s like Rescue Remedy formulated for doggos, without the alcohol. 4 drops given either orally or in the water bowl. Drops straight in the mouth is a bit yuck but works fast, and I didn’t notice it at all in my water.

It helps to calm and soothe. Vet visits, thunderstorms, fireworks, car trips, noisy environments, strange places, that stuff. Worked for me, and what stress I did suffer resolved more quickly than usual as well. I was able to enjoy a puppacino afterwards, have a (very) large snack and a big drink of water, and now I’m retiring for a big snooze.

Tolly chillaxed, man.

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The Gourmet Dog

The Gourmet Dog: Restaurant Review #3

Hello people, Mouse here.

Our untiring and selfless search for Doggo-friendly places to eat continues. It’s a hard job, but someone has to do it… Mum says that in her opinion, any place that has an outdoor eating area ought to welcome doggos, and so far, we have not been disappointed. Yesterday, we revisited an old friend of Mum and Dad’s: the Hog’s Breath Café in Mackay.

It’s right in the heart of Mackay’s ‘eating out’ district, being on the corners of Victoria and Wood Streets. Not fancy-schmantzy, but good steaks, ribs and burgers, and a few  other tasty things. There is pavement seating out the front, and doggos are welcome in this area.

Mum had Prawn & Mango Asian Salad with nam jim dressing and a side order of sweet potato fries, which she shared with me and Dad. She says the meal was reasonably low carb (because diabetes), and sweet potatoes are lower GI than white potatoes. Whatever… I like sweet potato better anyway! I also got a couple of bits of prawn after Mum had licked off the nam jim dressing, which smells OK to me but is apparently full of chilli, which I wouldn’t want. She says it was tasty, the prawns were well cooked and just spicy enough to be interesting without taking the roof of your mouth off!

Dad had Braised Lamb Shank with broccoli, curly fries and onion rings. Definitely NOT low carb, but that’s not something  he has to worry about. I had a bit of the lamb too, after Dad had removed the sauce, which had lots of that nasty onion in it. That was very nice indeed, and if I’m honest, I prefer lamb to prawn. Dad says the lamb was tasty and very tender, and the sauce was generous and rich, lots to mop up!

We took along my floof so I was comfy beside the table, and our neighbours  were very nice – the son, who was visiting from Brisbane, also had a nice Lady greyhound at home, so knew exactly how I like my scratches!

After dinner, we strolled down the street and dropped into another couple of places with outdoor seating to check their doggo policy. Both were very happy to receive Me, so there will definitely be more restaurant reviews in my future!  I got lots of attention and some strokies, as is only right, so I don’t mind this going out to eat thing at all!

Till next time,

Mouse

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A New Outfit…

Hello people, Mouse here.

She’s at it again. Mum has made me a new Outfit.

Look, it’s nice and colourful, and it’s comfy enough, I’ve demonstrated I can sleep happily in it (True. The slight snoring and paw-twitching were a testament to its comfiness – Mum). It’s just… it’s different. Smells new. Makes a different noise, especially the buckle. Weighs a bit more. On the upside, it’s more flexible, and hey, I look gorgeous! Apparently there’s a matching leash, which is pretty dang stylish – every dog needs matching accessories. I’d say it was time for a test run into town, but apparently that will have to wait a day or so. The Staff have friends coming for coffee tomorrow, so I shall be able to swank about a bit then.

Mum’s not alone, mind you. Apparently, Aunty Lyn is also rattling away at her sewing machine, and text messages and photos have been flying backwards and forwards between the Staffs. I wonder what we’ll be seeing next… I’ll see if Miss Lotti can fill me in if we see her tomorrow on walkies, because Mum’s playing her cards close to her chest…

Anyway, I have to go and request a frozen chicken neck. Places to go, things to do.

Catch you soon,

Mouse

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New Friends #2

Hello people, Mouse here.

Tuppence: What is this ‘puppacino’ you speak of?

I’d like to introduce you to our new friend, Miss Tuppence. She and her Staff, Aunty Lyn W (as opposed to the original Aunty Lyn P, Lotti’s mum) came to our Coffee Morning on Sunday. A fine time was had by all, much conversation (both doggo and human), many coffees and puppacinos, some chocolate muffins (eeuw) and a generous serving of lamb jerky (yum). Miss Tuppence had her first  puppacino experience, and seemed to take to it like a dog to gravy! Sadly, Aunty Sharon and Bella were not able to attend this time as they have travel plans and packing to do, but hopefully next time.

Lotti: Did someone say jerky?

Meanwhile, the Staffs are plotting something called a Picnic. I’m sure that will be explained to me once the minions have finalised their plans, but I believe it involves grass, blankies, food within easy access of a greyhound snoot and lots of shameless begging. I will have to discuss strategy and technique with Lotti… Something about the Botanic Gardens was mentioned, but I’m not entirely sure, eavesdropping while pretending to be asleep is such an unreliable form of information-gathering.

Mouse: Eavesdropping is hard work… Just waiting for the word ‘Bone’ before I leap into action!

We are off travelling ourselves soon! Once again, the Staff and I are going north, for a nice break in Cairns. I’m looking forward to catching up on the Sniffs & Socials (that’s Doggo for ‘social media’) around the caravan park and in the off-leash dog parks up there. I’m also rather looking forward to the very acceptable bacon and puppacino for breakfast at Brother Jenkins Café. Once we’re back, we’ve scheduled the next Coffee Morning, which will be at 9.30am on Sunday 31st October at Social Café, as usual. A long time to wait, but there you are. As usual, the Staff will post an advisory a week before the event, and as always, all greys, sighthounds, fur-riends, fur siblings and associated Staff are welcome.

Till then, people. Mouse out.

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Coffee Morning!

Hello people, Mouse here.

Our next Happy Greys Social Club Coffee Morning will be on Sunday 26th September.

Starting at 9.30am, Miss Lotti and I and our Staffs will be at Social Café in Walkerston. If there are any Grey (or other sighthound) families out there who are free to join us, you will be very welcome. We are also always happy to see fur-riends of other persuasions, and hope Miss Bella will join us again as we enjoyed meeting her.

Bring a bowl and a blankie. There will be puppacinos… The Staffs say the human coffee is good, also the cakes and bickies, and I can personally vouch for the bacon!

Hope to see you there.

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The Gourmet Dog: Restaurant Review #2

Hello people, Mouse here.

And here we are with our second restaurant review. It seems the Staff are rather keen on this particular type of team activity, can’t imagine why, ahem (Don’t pretend you don’t also love getting a steady stream of tasty bites from us – Mum)…

Today for your delectation, I present Bing’s Nomiya, offering a luscious selection of Japanese foods. Some of them, such as Dad’s Beef & Chicken Yakiniku, were too spicy for me to enjoy, but I was able to help Mum with her Chicken Teppanyaki. The Staff also had Pork Gyoza and purple sweet potato chips in tempura batter, both of which were unsuitable for my insides. The portions (without rice but with plenty of vegies) were perfectly sized for lunch, and with the addition of steamed rice they’d make generous dinner servings.

Next time, Mum plans to try some tasty Tonkotsu Ramen, while Dad likes the sound of Wagyu Beef and vegetables in Black Pepper Sauce. Personally, I’d go for my own personal serving of the Teppanyaki Chicken. I don’t really feel I got enough of Mum’s serving to get a proper taste… There are 104 dishes on the menu, so I think it’s going to take a few more visits for us to thoroughly explore our favourite options.

The waiting staff were very friendly and helpful, we sat outside on the fenced shade deck, the Staff on high stools at a bar table, and I had a corner of the deck to myself, safely out of the way of passing feet and sizzling hot dishes of food. The food arrived very quickly, and very hot, and I got strokies from the waitress and a bowl of water from the handy tap outside – very considerate to doggos to have that there, I thought.

Right, that’s it for this visit. I must go and sleep off my snacks…

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