Story Archive
- THREE GENTLE STORIES IN THE AGE OF TRUMP
- THE STAGE - FINALLY I AM ON IT
- BROKEN
- THE ROAD
- THE WEIGHT OF THINGS
- RANDOM THOUGHTS AND ACHING BONES
- FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD
- Vale Tommie
- A BIG WALK - Step by Step
- IN DEFENCE OF NIMBIN
- SLEEPING WITH THE ANGELS
- THE LADY BUSHRANGER
- OUT OF THE SHIRE
- THE SOUND OF RAIN
- AND SO IT BEGINS - The Great Australian Crawl.
- NO MANS LAND
- THE FROG IN THE TOILET BOWL
- LEN BENCE - THE ARTIST WARRIOR
- SWAGMAN IN SEARCH OF A CONCEPT
- THE GERMAN ABORIGINAL
- NOT LONG NOW
- LOTS OF THINGS COMING
- DAD'S COMING
- THE BEING LEFT ALONE FEELING
- YES - I STOLE THE CHOCOLATE
- THE OLD COAT
- THE PARTY
- MEMORIES
- DOG WALKING IN A CEMETERY
- MY KENNEL IS GOING UNDER THE HAMMER!
- DAD'S BACK
- THE BIG CHILL
- THINGS HAPPEN THAT YOU DON'T KNOW WILL HAPPEN
- THE NEW KENNEL
- ALFRED STIEGLITZ - THE ELOQUENT EYE
- AN IDEA FOR DINGO DAY!
- THE GARDENS OF STONE
- DON'T RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT!
- MOTHER'S DAY
- TODAY
- THE NIGHT LINDA JAIVIN DROPPED ME
- Old Nana
- SIMPATICO
- Nuggets
- THE WUFFINGTON POST-2
- C-C-C-C-CHANGES
- THE WUFFINGTON POST-1
- MAKE MY DAY
- A NEW YEARS DAY LIKE ANY OTHER!
- RECIPES FROM OLD SOULS
- A DOG'S CHRISTMAS
- Well this is Christmas!
- MY NEW BOOK IS COMING!
- OLD MAN - OLD GRIEF
- GOD - WHAT A FORTNIGHT WE'VE HAD
- WILLIAM-JAMES HAS ARRIVED
- CAESAR'S ISLAND
- I HAVE LOST MY EAR-ECTION
- BUSTED IN BOULIA
- YEE HAA! ITS THE HARTS RANGE RACE DAY
- TRULY ... THERE WERE ANIMALS EVERYWHERE
- Old Man Hermann
- THERE IS AN ART TO BEGGING
- ROLL UP -- ROLL UP - ITS THE TRAVELING R&R SHOW
- MOLLY & ME
- EDITING A LIFE
- BUZZ ... BABBLE ... BUBBLE ... BURRA ... BACKHOUSE
- THE MAGIC KENNEL & ROAD TRAINS WITHOUT CATTLE
- I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHERE TO START
- CREATIVE DRIVES - BEAUTIFUL VOICES - MISSIONARY PLAINS.
- WHAT A WEEK WE'VE HAD
- I'VE GOT A MAN CRUSH ON BEN HALL
- GOING GOING GOING ..... GONE
- I LOVE WRITING ABOUT SNIFFING & EATING
- THE DIVING BELL & THE BUTTERFLY
- ROADIES, GERMANS & A JAPANESE ADVENTURER
- THE MAD DASH
- MY NEW COAT
- DOES DAD THINK I'M STUPID?
- THE ITALIAN PENTHOUSE
- I AM POWERLESS OVER COWS
- ON THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
- COMING HOME
- BLOG ON BLOGGING - THREE MONTHS WRAP
- ROLLING OVER
- CONTACT & THE DINGO
- SAD BUT BEAUTIFUL
- VICTORY WITHOUT TRIUMPH IN HAY
- ALISON HUNT - SENIOR DESERT WOMAN
- I AM NOT ANGRY - JUST A LITTLE DISSAPOINTED
- HOLIDAY WITH THE CHOOKS
- EAGLE HAWK NECK
- MAX IN HAHNDORF
- WHAT ABOUT THE HANDSOME PEOPLE?
- DRUGS & RADISHES
- MY NAME is TOM AND I AM AN OVER EATER
- BOGGED AND STRANDED
- BUTT NAKED IN MORGAN
- ON THE ROAD AGAIN
- The CHEF, the ABORIGINALS, the BLOND & the BULL
- A SADHU OF THE OUTBACK
- CONDOMS & BIRD SEED
- TOMMIE, STEVE AND KIRA
- ADELAIDE AND BACK
- GUNNING READY OR NOT
- AN IDEA IS ANSWERED
- TOMMIE
I AM NOT ANGRY - JUST A LITTLE DISSAPOINTED

Tommie
Blackheath






Woof
Dad has a lot of sayings. When I do something wrong like chase a postman or jump on the lounge, he says "I'm not angry, I am just a little disappointed in you Tom". It always Tom when I'm in trouble. I wish he'd just growl at me and get on with it.
Anyway, I only got one comment on my blog last week and it's left me feeling a bit flat. Now I know what Dad means because I'm not angry, I am just a little disappointed.
I know your only as good as your last Dogblog but I thought the last one was good.
I think maybe no one is interested and I wonder if it's because I haven't got Dad's range of vocabulary, I don't go on and on about things like he does. I just call a dog bone a dog bone. Even some of the people who I walked the Ilpurla Trail with last year haven't contacted me lately. I thought we were really close. Without naming names, Rowdy and Alice come immediately to mind.
I've started over-eating again. I am not saying it's YOUR fault, but I am not saying it ISN'T either.
Dogs are pack animals and we need to know we are loved. I know Dad loves me but what happened to Frieda, Lily, Molly, Amooti, Dubbo, Tinkerbell, Roxy, Kira, Cleo, Jessie, Mitsy and Max.
Maybe I should just "move on" which is another of Dad's saying.
It is a beautiful day here. We are off to Sydney to visit St. Stephen's Cemetery in Newtown. Dad is writing a story about it called "Dog Walking in a Cemetery". He loves it because of the history and the beautiful sandstone headstones.
It's the smells of a 150 years of Newtown dogs that I love. Now that's history.
There have been murders in the cemetery grounds too and there are ghosts that humans think they can see, but I can see. Dogs are better that way.
Maybe I'll write about the ghosts. A bit of sensationalism might be good to boost my readership.
I don't want to have to start talking romance to get readers despite some very obvious advances by a number of cute girl dogs. But where are they now? Cat got your tongue. [That's my first joke. It's funny because I am a dog.]
Any way ... I am not angry ... just disappointed!
woof woof
Tommie xx
Ps. Dad talks about our friend Alison Hunt this week in ELDERS-1 She is always very kind to me.