I realise that the Subi Markets have to move but I hope the City of Subiaco can find another home for them.
The markets are very important to lots of people (and me, – even though I am a dog).
Life has its routines which suits my needs well. Every Sunday I pad alongside my human Mum down to the markets (via Cafe Cafe for a Puppicino first).
When We arrive at the Markets I race into the entrance and head straight to Val’s Hat and Craft Stall. This is where I will wait for my Mum while she buys her veges and nuts. Val is very clever. She made me my Eagles Coat which I wear on Footy days. She also knits lots of crafty things.
After my Mum has left, Val sprints over to the ice-cream stall and gets me a little cup of vanilla ice-cream. When the milk stall was there she would pour me a lovely cup of creamy milk. I like Val. She is a good dog sitter.
When my Mum returns she wonders why I have a happy grin on my face. Then she laughs when she sees the ice-cream on my whiskers!
I will miss these Sunday outings when the markets close. I hope someone can find another home for them. Where else can I get my free ice-cream?
Yes that’s right: I am a very keen learner. Each new task my Mum sets me I see as a new challenge. Her command gets my little grey brain cells actively vibrating which then sets off sparky little muscle twitches in my legs. The electricity shoots down to my tail making it wag madly left and right. It then diverts up to my ears to help them stand upright and perky. My smile splits my face in two. I am very very excited!
Of course it is the little bit of sausage or chorizo in Mum’s hand that is the stimulus for all this energy transfer. My extremely sensitive nose nerves confirms what my big brown eyes have spied. Mmmm… that spicy meaty smell is a startlingly strong stimulus to action.
I will do ANYTHING to get my slippery pink tongue on to that tasty meat.
“Yes Mum” I bark. “Do you want me to dance or hop? Will I lay down and roll over? Should we practice that weaving game around the poles that we tried yesterday?
Quick Mum tell me what to do. I WANT that tasty treat NOW please.”
(You can see that I am licking my lips in anticipation of that sausage)
Maybe school teachers could wave BBQ sausages at the kids to get them learning better?
A little human called Lucy lead us to a secret new friend this evening at Subiaco Common.
It was hiding in a scruffy tree looking very fluffy and content.
Mum told me it was a very wise bird called an owl. They are birds that sit and watch and think. They don’t run around leaping from one thing to another like dogs do (I think Mum was referring to my hyperexcitability!)
Here is a photo Mum took of it. I wondered what was on its mind.
And here I am later dancing for a bit of cheese!
A group of school kids were having a picnic.
As usual I could not resist looking for food scraps under their table then pestering them for a little treat.
My cute looks and deep brown hungry eyes always convince them to give in!!