Good Maremmas (Yeah right, says mummy)

Nellie after her visit to the orchard

Nellie after her visit to the orchard

Greeting loyal readers  and fellow maremmas.  Now as you all know Me and Nellie are the bestest maremmas in all the land.  We can do no wrong.  We are perfection personified.  Goodness oozes from every paw.  We are incapable of badness, so imagine mummy’s surprise when this morning We might have been a little naughty.

While mummy was cleaning the kitchen floor, Me and Nellie took it upon ourselves to take a morning constitutional walk down to Farmer Rae’s orchard.  We haven’t been there for ages and We thought it might be nice to have a wander down there to see what We could see.  It was only when mummy went to tie us up, so she could go for a swim that she realised that Me and Nellie were not about.  She searched high and low for Us but to no avail.  She went around all the places she thought We could be.  All there was, was silence.   Now as you all know, there is never silence when there are maremmas around.  She wondered where We were.   Eventually, she found Us.  We were far, far away down in Farmer Rae’s kiwifruit orchard.  For some reason she was not pleased with Me and Nellie.  Yelled at Us.  Said We were bad maremmas and We should be getting home, pronto.   As it was threatening to rain and Me and Nellie were getting thirsty, We thought it might be a good idea to come home with Mummy.  Needless to say she was not very pleased with Us.  How can that be.  After all, Me and Nellie are the bestest maremmas in all the land.

Mummy says the photo does not do justice as to how dirty I was.

Mummy says the photo does not do justice as to how dirty I was.

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15 Responses to Good Maremmas (Yeah right, says mummy)

  1. How can she be mad about you visiting neighbours? That is important, sigh, people don’t always understand do they>

  2. JustI says:

    I hope your mommy didn’t get out the hose!!! I don’t understand why a little dirt upsets them so!

  3. Boomdeeadda says:

    oooops, I guess there was no getting out of that one. You are in sorry need of a b.a.t.h. maybe with bubbles, so at least that’d be fun 😀

  4. Oh that smells like a bath…. I hope your mom could remove the parts of your orchard-adventure with a brush :o)

  5. Kyla says:

    Are you the only maremmas in all the land?

  6. I don’t see what could have gone wrong. Certainly, you didn’t step in (or bathe in) any mud as you were visiting the orchard…. Or did you??

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

  7. oh no! Doesn’t Mummy know you were just protecting the area and making sure all was in good order? You ARE the best maremmas in the land! xoxo

  8. Oh dear! Whee hate b.a.t.h.s. Whee think you should hide!!

    Have a great wheekend

    Nacho, Noah, Buddy & Basil
    xxxx

  9. Hehe, looks like Mummy isn’t very happy with you guys! Oops, a bath, no, run away, baths are terrible, euck!
    The Pigs xx

  10. Humans are silly. Muddy dogs are happy dogs.

  11. Marty the Manx says:

    Oh my, you did get a little dirty out there didn’t you 🙂 Oh well, can’t wait to see how pretty you both are after your baths!
    Marty’s Mom

  12. My dirty maremma didn’t get in trouble because she chased a mean fox through the swamp and away from our chickens!

  13. Misaki says:

    It sounds like you were making an important social call:-)

  14. Basil says:

    You were just making sure everything was in order!

  15. Mags Corner says:

    Well, we think that bestest maremmas in all the land when doing what they should calls for getting a bit dirty now and then…don’t you? Hugs and nose kisses

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