The Adventures of Jasper and Jazz

Our blog has moved!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 08:50:00 +0000

Our blog is now where we live - at Deepdale Backpackers & Camping on the beautiful north Norfolk coast

Come and visit us: www.deepdalebackpackers.co.uk/blog

Bad news.

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Tue, 01 Jun 2010 09:49:00 +0000

Jasper had to go to the vet's today because he was very poorly. The vet said he had Canine Schizophrenia. Because of this he had to go to sleep.

The Mummy's are very upset.

They keep crying and cuddling me a lot.

I miss Jasper already, he is my best friend, and has always been with me since I came home to the Mummy's.

The Invasion is over!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sun, 30 May 2010 10:39:00 +0000

It is over.

The people puppies have returned from where they came...

My balls are my own again!

Can you see how happy I am?

There are some good things I've discovered about people puppie's

1. They drop food all the time.
2. They leave chocolate smears on the windows for me to lick off.
3. They drop food all the time.
4. They spill sweet fizzy cola all over the place.
5. Did I mention that they drop food all the time.

Bad things about people puppie's

1. They steal my balls.
2. They eat my dog biscuit's... maybe that should be on the good list.
3. They are loud.
4. They are very loud.
5. I can fart and blame it on the people puppy with a padded bum.
6. They wake up very early.
7. They can't open doors when they wake up early so I can have a wee.
8. They monopolise the sofa and my cushion.
9. They steal all my balls.
10. This list is way longer than the other one.
11. Did I mention that they steal my balls.

My conclusion is this.

Me and people puppies are not a match made in heaven. Mummy said they are allowed to come back when Mummy 2 gets 'broodie'. Don't know what that means but I don't think it is good.

Visitor's!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sat, 29 May 2010 07:53:00 +0000

I got home last night and I had been invaded!

The people puppies had arrived and were monopolising my balls!

Not impressed.

The girl people puppy tried to throw the ball for me. Not very well, but she tried. The boy people puppy is a thief. He stole my football and wouldn't give it back. When he dropped it latter I hid it under the Mummy's bed.

People puppies are pants with stairs so it's safe under there.

Mummy 2 say's I'm antisocial. I don't care. I don't like people puppie's.

Still have the lampshade on!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 28 May 2010 07:45:00 +0000

The Runt is now taking pity on me and trying to yank it off my head. I think this is worse than the mickey taking.

On a good note... the bandage is gone. Yay! Now I just have to wear one of mum's socks taped to my foot. Boo!

Ten more days of torture according to the Pet Doc. I used to think she was a nice lady when she gave the Runt injections and stuff... well not anymore!

Check up today.

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Thu, 27 May 2010 08:08:00 +0000

I have to go to the pet doc's at Heacham at 11 o'clock. might get rid of the Plonker look. And Mummy might stop trying to hide tablets in my sausages then! ruins a good sausage otherwise.

The Runt is taking the Mickey. I'll have to show her who's the boss when this is off my head!

I Look Like a Plonker!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Wed, 26 May 2010 13:22:00 +0000

I've got a stupid red bandage on my paw. And I look like a plonker!

Sharp stones and running Jasper's are not a good mix.

Mummy's Poorly

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sat, 01 May 2010 12:04:00 +0000

I'm missing my Mum. She's gone to hospital to swallow a camera cos she's got a sore throat. I don't understand how swallowing a big old camera will help that but that is what Mummy 2 said when they left. Uncle Ian is going to look after us while they are waiting in a big room with uncomfy chairs and lots of strangers. Mummy says she hates being poked and prodded and Mummy 2 said that that's why it's gotten so bad.

I'm scared for my Mummy.

Will she throw balls for me tomorrow?

Earthday!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 16:24:00 +0000

This is my second Earthday. Well officially its my sixth 'cos it started like 40 years ago - which is before both the Mummy's were born, never mind me and the runt! But this is the second one i've been to at Deepdale.

This one was cooler than the last one as i got to see way more people and i got to hang out with the cool artists in the courtyard doing Mummy's Scrap Heap Art Challenge. Mummy gave 'em some cr....rubbish from the farm and raided the bins on the campsite over Easter, then we went to the tip at Sheringham and got some more junk for 'em all to play with.

It was pretty funny watching these different people playing with rubbish and Mummy going 'oh it's wonderful', and 'I love the juxtaposition of the rusted steel in the futuristic robot shape giving us a real sense of pathos at the discarded nature of the world in which we live'. She could just as well have being going blah blah blah blah blah!

She took lots of pictures, but i haven't seen them yet. i'll let ya all have a look when i do.

Especially at the winning robot. It's called Colin the Contemplater and it sits in my courtyard and does nothing. Nothing i tell ya!

Over all though Mummy says it was a great success and she slept better that night 'cos her worrying was done.

Cromer Pier!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 10:37:00 +0000

Mummy took us to Cromer Pier yesterday to meet with some people and look at the theatre. She said it was 'cos we are going to sell tickets for the theatre at Deepdale now. In the information centre. Just like we sell tickets to the Sealife Centre in Hunstanton.

Mummy said that one of the stars of the seaside special might even come to one of our BBQ's in the summer!

I wonder if they are doggie friendly and could sneak me in to a theatre... I could be a show dog! I'm pretty enough! Don't ya think?

I have a cousin!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 13:59:00 +0000

Last night Mummy 2 was a bit excited and a bit 'motional. Aunty Lisa (that's Mummy 2's sister) had a rug rat called Jasmine.

She got a picture this morning and said it was baby jazz. It didn't look much like me when i was a baby.... not enough hair!

I don't see a family resemblence myself!!!

Eye eye!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 13:28:00 +0000

The Runt has been to the dog doctor's, who said she's got conjunctivitis. My Mummy has to put drops in her eye every morning and every night, 'cos her own Mummy is squeamish and can't do it.

This means that the Runt is getting even more attention than normal off the humans.

I tried hurting myself for a bit of fuss and attention too. I jumped over the picket fence and got my back paw caught between the bits of wood. Did not like that I can tell you! Hanging off the gate with my Ass in the air. Not dignified. Once Mummy set me free I sat down and held up a paw for her to fuss over and tell me I would be okay... maybe even a treat. It didn't work.

I really should not have held up my front paw.

Happy New Year!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 10:54:00 +0000

Apparently it happens only once a year.

I don't really like it very much.

Like at all!

It was the annual bath.

Does this face look happy to you?

The Arrival Of The Christmas Terrorist!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:51:00 +0000

It arrived on the 29th.

It stayed for 2 whole days.

Jasper growled at it when it pinched crisps off the table.

I growled at it when it bullied me.

The people who arrived called it George.

I call it... The Christmas Terrorist.

It kept licking all inside my mouth. All the time. It licked my tounge. Ew. It licked my nose. Ew. It licked my teeth. Ew. it even licked my lips. Ew.

I growled.

It licked some more.

I showed it my teeth.

It licked some more.

I was ferocious.

It licked some more.

So I hid behind Mummy.

It tried some more!

Mummy says a puppy is for life not just for Christmas.

I hate Christmas.

The terrorist went on the Thursday and Aunty Sophie came to see us all.

She brought with her her Christmas present.

She calls it Dylan.

It has paws as big as Jaspers at that age(that's what Mummy 2 said anyway).

That means he's gonna be huge!

I hate scary Puppies!

Jasper says I'm a wuss.

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 09:47:00 +0000

This is what I was born for! I feel it in my paws. Just a good temperature for running, and white as far as the eye can see. I love it!

The Runt.... not so much. Look at her! All this funny white stuff and she's sulking 'cos they won't chuck her stick. Boring!

Happy to report on my wandering today I discovered that the Tipi's and Yurt are all safe and survived the Blizzard (that's what Mummy called it 'cos she was bl***y cold last night) and are ready to roll.

Mummy wants Uncle Nic (he's the new cool dude at Deepdale) to build me a sledge so I can pull stuff with it. I think Mummy means pull her on it.

I'll get photo's if it happens.

Mummy's back!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 11:57:00 +0000

The Mummy's have come home from somewhere called Maldives.

They look all brown and smell like fishes. Uncle Ian said they have been skiving and leaving him to do all the hard work.

He has sat in the courtyard for many hours smoking. It is very hard for him. He also had to take Jasper on walks and he pulled Uncle Ian up lots of hills, even though we don't really have hill's in Norfolk. He worked very hard at hiding my balls too. Bad Uncle Ian. I only dropped one on his head at 3 o'clock in the morning to play ball with me.

I don't like it when the Mummy's go away... but they usually find someone really soft to look after us. I slept in bed with Uncle Ian. He acts all tough but he's a big softie really.

The return of Uncle Ian!!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 15:51:00 +0000

Yes he's back. (Can you see him?)

The lovable Uncle Ian, who throws sticks for me all day long.

Sticks.

And sticks.

And sticks!!

He's going to look after me and Jasper while he's painting the loo block, and he thinks Christmas is bloomin' stupid! Mummy 2 asked if he'd wear the Father CHristmas suit for the market tomorrow. He said lots of words after that that I can't spell. I think one was 'funk' and he said something about making him look like a kind of bird. Jasper chases those blue tits around the garden at home. I don't know what this has to so with Uncle Ian in a Santa suit 'cos that's red, not blue!

I'm Depressed!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 08:37:00 +0000

Mummy told me this morning that this time next week I was going to be going to the Christmas Market at the Campsite and Hostel.

I got excited.

Markets equals food, people and lots and lots of attention for Jasper's!

A very good day indeed!

Then she went and spoilt it.... She told me I have to wear the stupid reindeer antlers on my head that she got for some stupid shop in Kings Lynn. Who designed these stupid things? Who? Idiot!

The runt is excited about it.

Muppet.

The Adventures of Jasper and Jazz: Mummy won a prize!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 13:38:00 +0000

The Adventures of Jasper and Jazz: Mummy won a prize!

Mummy won a prize!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 11:38:00 +0000

Mummy 2 was awarded the 2009 East of Engerland Sustainable Tourism Award.

Not got a clue what that is but Mummy 2 was talking to a man from the Tellybox and she said "Sustainable tourism is an industry committed to making a low impact on the environment and local culture, while helping to generate income and employment for local people. The aim of sustainable tourism is to ensure that development is a positive experience for local people; tourism companies; and tourists themselves.
Deepdale Backpackers and Camping has strived to fully encapsulate this ethos into its development from the very beginning. Starting as a single camping paddock back in 1979 used only through July and August, a summer project has grown into a worthy representative of sustainable tourism."

I think she's talking about all the litter picking I do and the bins I watch the people in blue jumpers empty all the time. But don't quote me on that!

It also means that now she has won the East of Engerland trophy, she goes into the competition for the whole of Engerland.

Mummy 2 also said "We don't inherit the World; we borrow it from our children…At Deepdale we intend to look after it until we return it."

Mummy 2 talks rubbish sometimes!

It's a funny old world!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 11:20:00 +0000

Now, i gotta tell ya... it's been a mad summer this year! I've work like a dog! Pulled this stupid green trolley, full of whatever Mum decides to put in it, wherever Mum decides we're going. I've chased them pesky Rabbits off my fields more than once or twice (I'm not really very good at counting. Once i get to four I'm lost!) and the Mum's have been running around like headless Chickens. Hm Chicken!

Sorry just drooled on the keyboard. Back to my blog.

Mum is now gearing up for Christmas. This is good because it means i get a huge bone. But it is bad because they put stupid paper on it and leave it in the front room expecting me not to eat it, whilst i try to keep dog/cat (also known as Athena - the grey child. Please refer to the picture for more clarification. she begs for food better than we dogs do. she only goes out for ablutions when we do and she comes in if you call her name.) away from it. FOR WEEKS!!!!!

I'm not joking! They put it there for WEEKS!

Evil Mum's. Just give me the bone!

Christmas Bone, Christmas Bone, Christmas Bone!

Feeling hot, hot, hot...

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 09:42:00 +0000

We're having a heatwave! I can't get Jasper to move. He says Huskies aren't meant for hot weather. The Mum's keep taking us to the beach to go swimming and yesterday we disocvered a bit where the seals were watching us! The Mum's came swimming too! No ball games though.

The Mum's were watching the tellybox and it told them all these things on keeping dogs safe in the heat. (I learnt them just incase they forget any!)

1. Don't leave me in the car, even with the windows open a bit - this can kill me. The tellybox said this is a bad result.

2. Always make sure I have lots of clean water available - if you would like to leave me some dirty water too i don't mind, I like a little mud now and then.

3. Don't make me run too much. No matter how much i bother you with balls and sticks the tellybox said it is bad for me to get too excited 'cos it makes me hotter. Bad tellybox.

4. Give me lots of shade. Even though i like sunbathing - Mum put this cream on my nose yesterday to stop it getting all pink. She said it was 'suntan lotion' and it would stop 'sunburn'. I don't remember this from the tellybox.

5. Keep a window open at night 'if it is safe to do so'. That comes from another Tellybox lady who does things with police. She says not to leave it open if you might get robbed use a fan instead - I don't know what good Uncle Ian would be (he's a huge Manchester United fan) but this is what Tellybox recommend.

This is the Jazzy guide to looking after me when its hot.

Cap'n Jasper Sparrow and the Discover of the Brancaster Wreck!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 16:00:00 +0000

Shiver me timbers and a bottle of Rum (I don't actually like Rum - I bark at it - but I heard that bloke on the pirate film on telly talking about it and shouting at some woman who set it all on fire!) there's gold in that there chest! Well there wasn't really, but it was great fun.

It started out like all the other walks on the beach. The runt was chasing the ball... boring, and the Mummies were talking and doing boring Mummy stuff. It was pretty hot so I was wanting to head out for the water, just to cool off a bit, and low and behold the Mummies followed me. they were walking in a straight line and they kept saying stuff about this wreak. I wasn't sure what a wreak was so I decided to keep quiet and just wait them out. As I've said before I usually get the answer to things if I wait and don't ask stupid questions. We got to the sea and Mummy started to walk into it. I think her feet must have been pretty hot - they get a bit smelly sometimes too - 'cos she started walking into the water and kept on going. It mustn't have been just her feet that were hot 'cos she was walking through the water in soggy shorts when she started calling me to follow her.

Sometimes I do wonder if Mum has her head screwed on right 'cos I know she'll go home in a bit and put some different pants on, why don't they just let stuff dry while they wear it like we do?

I started following my Mum - mostly 'cos she was going somewhere I hadn't been before, but it looked good too - and when I caught up to her I decided to head back. She just kept on going. So I followed her all the way. She was pretty soggy by the time we both got the otherside but I was the one doing proper swimming. We had to wait for the runt and her Mum to catch up so I went and chased some big seagulls while I was waiting. Then we were just heading out for these big bits of metal all twisted up and the sand.

Mum said it was wreaked during that second world war thingy - Grandad told me that they had to have ration books in the war that meant the all were hungry and had to sleep in tunnels 'cos of bombs. He also said that those bombs weren't like the ones I kept leaving in his garden so I'm not really sure what he meant.

We had to swim to get back home too, but i was nice and cool by then. Had a really good sleep last night and dreamt I was chasing gold seagulls round a world war 2 pirate ship. Did they have pirates in the war?

Annie Balding's Big Barn Ho Down!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Sun, 14 Jun 2009 08:55:00 +0000

Well, a Ho Down looked like lots of fun for people. Clapping and skipping were involved a lot. As was some drinking and crisps. I personally didn't get any crisps so that was just for your information. I have two problems with this...Ho Down. There were no balls. And no sticks. Doesn't leave much for a Jazz to do but sit and watch.

I tried doggie dancing a while back and apparently i am duck toed at the back and twang toed at the front. Plus Mummy 1 says she 'has two left feet and an aversion to public humiliation!' So we didn't get very far with that one. Also no one had a spare cowboy hat for me... What's a girl to do?

Annie Balding's Big Barn Ho Down!

noreply@blogger.com (Muse) — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 10:57:00 +0000

The Mum's are getting all excited 'cos we're going to this Ho Down. I don't knkow what a Ho Down is. I asked the brother but he wouldn't tell me. He just did that head shake thing where he looks at me like I'm totally stupid - I'm sure that means he hasn't got a clue either but he can't admit it. I asked the mum's what one was last night. Used my best pronunciation and everything... and they still didn't understand me. I've been training them like forever, since i got here and I'm four now (it was my birthday today and i got to eat steak and pork and a great big sausage and the piece de resistance.... I got a new ball!) but they still don't speak Jazzyese!

Anyway they've got these spakly cowboy hats (that what Mummy called them - they look like big upside down water bowls to me with shiny bits all over them) and they said Saturday night is going to be loads and loads of fun!

I'll let you know if there are any balls or sticks there.