Welcome to another blisteringly cheerful day in Westley Piddle, all fourlegs noshing themselves silly. Including Bananas the happy yellow Pug, and Paddles the neon pink Chow Chow. Fourlegs all living the life. Hundred percent bang on perfect… and it ain’t even rainlicking!  ▪ A particularly cheerful day in Westley Piddle, that unexpected little town onContinue reading “BANANAS – PART 1”


Unfortunately, Westley Piddle doesn’t have a cinema, cineplex, or multiplex…only a Muttplex. But it’s showing some great movies… 🐾🐾🐾🐾= as good as it gets on the subject.  Drop everything, , sniff out, scramble to catch up and ‘watch NOWS’! 🐾🐾🐾= entertaining or informative.  Worth putting on your short-watch list. 🐾🐾= Average entertainment, will pass casualContinue reading “MUTTPLEX MOVIE REVIEWS”


Βία awakes to the tap-tap-tap of Freddy’s stick against her cage. The stick continues past, tap-tap-tapping towards Scroggy’s and stops. “roytthen” Freddy open the cage door “out!” Scroggy pushes himself right into the back of the cage, trembling not the take-away, oh please no sir, not the take away! “stopyappingorI’llwackyers” Stay strong Scroggy Βία triesContinue reading “THREELEGS – PART 5”

A Quick Pint Down the Pig & Ferret

Scroggy? Redbone Coonhound init! Fred sez it’s a real steal – erh, catch, for such a rare and contenshosh breed. And we’re gonna make a sheep dog outta it soon enough. The genuine articools. Watcha mean Coonhound’s a hunting doggy? Hunting, Sheeping, all the same init! And no one knows more about doggies than meContinue reading “A Quick Pint Down the Pig & Ferret”


Vexed, I’m very vexed ThreeLegs considers his state of mind, that place where all thoughts of noshing, eightleggers and sniffing live in a perpetual mush between the earflaps. And thinking about noshing, Threelegs’ belly reminds him he’s missing out on his brekkers at Freddy’s Farm.  Bacon, well done scraps of bacon, anyways.  Toast, the crusts. Continue reading “THREELEGS – PART 4”