Hello everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the purebred border collie, here today to show you my new discovery, since there’s no gardening going on today. (There’s snow on the ground.)
What happened today was that I discovered I can get onto the couch. Here I am on the couch, in what I believe to be a fairly cute pose. The guy I live with keeps saying how cute I am, so I must be, I guess. Be sure to notice my spotted tummy. I came with that, by the way; it wasn’t a painting accident or anything. 
Well, so, there’s this couch in the living room. The guy I live with says it’s rattan, and was made about eighty years ago, maybe more, and so is what I would call really, really old. 
I don’t know why the light was on, there. Anyway, I understand that years ago there was some talk of getting rid of this ancient rattan furniture, but the guy I live with protested, saying that all the border collies who have lived in this house have absolutely loved the couch.
The first one, Flurry, ate a lot of the stuffing out of the cushions, and so there’s hardly any stuffing left, which is why there are blankets on the couch. The couch is really creaky, so I can’t get up there in secret.
I think I look pretty good on the couch, don’t you?
Well, that’s really all there is. I guess there’s a little “forced vacation from gardening”, which is making someone slightly frustrated, but he spends the time playing with me, so that’s not so bad.
I did get left at home today for just a little while; I spent the time in my new, big fort, which I’m beginning to like a lot. It has a bathroom rug from Pottery Barn in it, and that’s very comfortable indeed.
I’ll leave you with a picture of me being comfortable.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 
I got such a lot of happiness from these pictures that it’s going to last me all weekend. No, wait. It WON’T last all weekend, more like just a half day, so I’ll need more in 12 hours, please.
Thanks; I guess I do take a pretty good picture, don’t I? I certainly have had a lot of attention since I got here.
:^) Yes, smiles all the way around.
Thanks.
You’ve really nailed posing for photos and looking cute! And I’m glad to see you making yourself comfortable in your new home. The guy you live with certainly knows just how to make pure bred border collies welcome and loved.
Thanks; I feel pretty comfortable, and definitely loved.
I noticed that polka dot belly in the very first photos of you, and it made me smile. My dog, Jake, (a mixed breed — impurely bred?) had a pink belly with black polka dots. I always liked rubbing that belly. Glad you found the couch. I think that’s where dogs belong, along with their people.
Thanks; I agree. The guy I live with says that having a polka-dot belly will open a lot of doors for me. I think he’s just being silly. The couch is very nice, indeed.
Totally excellent creaky old rattan couch obviously meant for lounging border collies and one totes adorb border collie adept at throwing a pose, how could the guy you live with be bored? These are the early days not to be missed. Gardening will come around soon enough.
Well, true, but he says there already was gardening this year, and he’s ready to do some again. I like snow, a lot, though.
You are just to darn cute. 🙂 I’m still trying to find out if you are male or female. You have such a sweet little face. Our Annie found the comfy spots right away too. :))
Thanks. I’m a boy. I’ve been able to get on the bed; the actual bed, you know, but have yet to realize its full potential. Maybe when I’m bigger.
Take it from me–the possibilities are limitless!
Thanks; I’ve heard about something called “Opera Day”, because it was explained to me as being an example of the excellence I can expect. What happens is that there is an opera playing on the CD player, and naps are taken. (I hear that operas are long, which is why it’s so excellent.) I’m already good at naps. The only problem is that the couch is occupied by someone much larger than me. He did say that I could sleep on the couch too, as long as I didn’t get rolled over on, but really, the whole point is the napping, regardless of who naps where. Oh, maybe I could sleep on the couch and the guy I live with could sleep on the floor. …
Hello little one… I was scrolling down your photos and when I got to 5 I thought ‘ooh looking guilty about being on the couch’ and then I thought ‘no it’s his Princess Di look’. You’ve made that couch your own, looking good (and cute). It’s so good you like your fort and don’t mind being left alone for a little while.
Totally irrelevant, however, I was watching an old Big Bang recently and Sheldon was off to The Pottery Barn, we don’t have that down here.
Thanks; I’ve never been to Pottery Barn, but the rug in my big fort is very comfortable indeed. I’ll tell what else is comfortable, is jumping up on the guy I live with when he’s lying on the couch. I discovered I can do that. I got to go out in the snow a couple of times (not by myself), and got to bite someone’s fingers, and eat a couple of times, and chew on a chew stick, and sit on the couch getting tickles (in between chomping him), and got to meet a couple other neighbors, too. The Big Bang has been on the TV here for a few days now.
You are one lucky doggy. I wish I could see you jumping on the guy you live with, I bet he laughs.
Thanks, I think I am. He only laughs until I start chomping on him. He doesn’t mind that, even though my teeth are sharp and my look is fierce.
Every aspect of your countenance is simply adorable.
Thanks, though wait until you see my terrible visage as I crawl across the carpet, with eyes glinting in the moonlight, ready to pounce on the guy I live with, sinking my needle-sharp teeth into his fingers. And then get my tummy tickled, of course.
Yea! The couch has been conquered! Such a cutie! (too many !!!, I know, but well deserved!)
Thanks; the guy I live with said that in searching for a new companion, he looked for things like ability to be a vicious guard dog and to terrorize everything in sight, and that I just turned out to be ultra cute.