Woof! Ian and Sarah have asked me to say a few words. I confess I was a bit worried on the first day, when they drove off down the drive without me, but after I caught up and got in the back of the car I was pretty happy. 

I reckon I'm fit and flexible for a 52kg Rottie, and I have no trouble jumping into the back of the car or turning around in a space that was obviously designed for one of them little dogs - who designed this thing? I also overheard the pair of them suggesting that I'd have to sleep outside because of my snoring and wind (pot calling the kettle black if you ask me) but fortunately my constitution has been magnificent throughout and I've shared the car with them each night. If only their constitutions were like mine - one or both of them invariably wakes me up (usually by treading on me!) when they get up in the middle of the night to cock their leg, not helped by their regular preprandial drinks.

I always used to have a walk once a day, which was nice but a bit boring (one of two routes every day) but now I get to go a couple of times a day and always somewhere different. It's also entertaining as neither the pilot nor navigator have any sense of direction and their planned half hour walks often take us an hour and a half or more. Like all couples it's always the other person's fault when they get lost. No such thing as lost, I say. Just another adventure.

I'm having the best time. I know my eyesight isn't that good, but I can definitely make out those big hoppy things. I can't catch them, even with my fastest running and Ian and Sarah shouting loudly, which I assume is encouragement, but I sure love running after them. 

However, best of all is chasing stones on the beach and swimming  in the sea. I'm an ace surfer (not - Ed.) and swimmer and reckon I could swim for Australia, except Ian told me that only a citizen of Equatorial Guinea has ever represented their country swimming doggy paddle.

Sarah bought a flying thing, which makes an annoying buzzing sound. I tried to kill it the first time I saw it, but the lucky bugger just managed to get away. I was a bit sneakier the second time around and as soon as I heard it start up I launched myself at it like a cannonball and even though Sarah was holding my leash, she's a bit of a lightweight so I still managed to knock it out of the air. Unfortunately I didn't quite get my teeth around it and it seems to have survived unscathed. I'm now biding my time before my next and hopefully final (for the flying thing) attempt.

The other thing I like doing is sleeping. I'm definitely a world champion at that, speaking of which…..zzzzzzz