Showing posts with label NASA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NASA. Show all posts

Saturday, 14 February 2015

Goodbye TANK, hello SPACESHIP...

It is so important, isn't it, not to allow one's relationship to become stuck in a rut?

Now the more literal minded amongst you might be thinking, no danger of that with you and Addi, is there Bertie, with such a splendid tank at your disposal?

But of course I am referring to a metaphorical rut, and, well anyway, this year I decided that my darling Addi deserved something altogether more special and uplifting by way of transportation to the Heart to Heart Valentine's Dance

Oh I thought long and hard about the matter. Eventually, inspiration struck. What could be more uplifting than a spaceship!

Surely, to experience weightlessness is the dream of every larger lady. And as you know, Addi is a plus sized gal.

(So much gorgeousness. Aren't I the luckiest pup in the world?)

But I can tell you, it took some planning, this trip into space, to the realm of zero-gravity.

Of course, my scientific credentials helped secure me a place on NASA's elite astronaut training programme. Having passed all the required courses with flying colours, I was certified fit to command my very own spaceship.

The next challenge was to overcome Addi's natural reluctance to don the required protective wear. It was only when she saw how handsome I looked in the unisex blue spacesuit, that she was persuaded this was one outfit which could in no way be deemed 'girlie'.


Finally, on the eve of February 14, we were ready for blast off...

Click here to find out what happened next….

PS from Gail: I am indebted to Murphy and Stanley's brilliantly talented mom Carol for the wonderful photoshopped images in this post. 

Monday, 2 February 2015

What will my Duthie Park pals say?


Gail, I am a bit worried about, er, about...

Yes dear little Bertie, I am worried too about Human Granny. We though we were going to lose her at the weekend, but today when I visited the Queen's Medical Centre she seemed to have rallied a bit and…

No Gail that is not what's concerning me just now. I mean I am of course very anxious for HGY, but today I wanted to discuss what will happen when we go back to Scotland…

Oh please don't worry your fuzzy little head about that. I know it's been a long time, but you know it's more important at the moment that we stay down here in Nottingham near Human Granny…

No no no Gail, you must stop interrupting and listen to me! I am worried about what my pals in Duthie Park will say about my new haircut.

Bertie, your new haircut is very smart. I think Maggie's Dog Grooming Room did an excellent job this morning, don't you? It looks neat, but natural. I'm sure your Scottish friends will be most impressed.

Well Gail, the thing is, I've never wanted to admit this before, but sometimes the rougher dogs in the park call me names and make fun of me for having an English owner. They even say I bark with an 'affected' whine. I fear that with my extended stay down here and my fancy trim they will jeer at me for being a 'soft southerner' or an 'effete English dog'.

Bertie what nonsense! I can't believe I'm hearing this. And you such a tough wee terrier. Whatever will Addi think? Time to man up! 

And remember you are shortly heading to NASA for your VERY SPECIAL training programme in preparation for Valentine's Day aren't you? (Ooops, was I supposed to keep that secret?) Anyway, I can assure you the short back and sides will be most appropriate...