Hi Ziggy here. I’ve managed to take control of John’s iPad while he’s taking a shower. I’m out on the veranda, the western, lagoon facing one, if you’re interested.
I’ve been out here since around 04.45 hours when John got up. He had his coffee – instant (he’s so lazy), black and unsweetened – and I had my cool, clear water and an early morning snack of chicken and vegetable flavoured biscuits.
It’s been awhile since I last wrote anything but today I just knew that I had to. Why? Well, it’s an important day. It’s one year ago exactly that Rose (she’s really, really and I mean REALLY, nice) and John adopted me.
I hadn’t been with them for too long when I overheard one of my ex BATSUB buddies say to Rose and John “That mutt has won the lottery twice”. At the time I didn’t understand what he was on about but it didn’t too long for me to know exactly what he meant.
My first ‘lottery’ win was when I was found, along with my brother Grizzly, as a four week old puppy by Frank, my first Dad.
I’m the cute blond one.
Frank is a soldier in the British Army and was posted to be a member of BATSUB, which is based at Price Barracks in Ladyville ,to look after all of the vehicles. It was just behind the workshop that Frank found my brother and me. He was obviously taken with my good looks and decided to keep me all for himself and find a home for Grizzly.
From that point I became a member of the BATSUB team ,which swelled from six to seven with my inclusion.
I was very young and small and Frank used to carry me to work inside his shirt until we got to our office.
I’m a fast learner and I grew quite quickly and before too long I was helping Frank out by taking care of administrative work.
I also learnt that if you’re in the British Army you work hard but you play even harder. And I love to play! It was during one weekend when Frank and I were ‘playing’that I first met John and Rose . We decided to catch the water taxi from Belize City and spend a weekend on Ambergris Caye . Little did I know at the time that it would become my eventual home.
Now I knew straight away that I liked John and Rose (especially her) but I’ve got to be honest and admit that what I really loved about Ambergris Caye was when Frank took me to the Palapa Bar. Oh what fun. Drinking Ligthouse beers with my Army mates and playing in the Caribbean Sea.
Having a swim with my friends.
Getting a massage from Frank.
Time for a well deserved, cold and refreshing, Lighthouse.
I got to see quite a lot of Rose (she really is rather nice you know) and John over the coming months and then I got to spend a whole month with them when Frank returned to the UK for some training and a holiday. What I didn’t know was that my stay with them was a trial run to see if I liked them (I did, and especially Rose) and if they liked me. Frank , you see, had been posted to Scotland and wouldn’t be able to take me with him.
We all got on great during my month’s holiday and I did my best to show them how clever and polite I can be. I nearly blotted my copybook though when John (really stupid move on his part) decided that I should sleep outside. I know I shouldn’t have done it but I scratched the front door.
I’m not proud of what I did but sometimes drastic actions require drastic measures. The result? John relented and I got to sleep inside the house. Told you I’m clever didn’t I!
I had lots of fun during the month and it passed really quickly and I returned to my home in Ladyville. But not for long because on 26 July last year when I left Price Barracks with Frank I knew that something was up. We (or I should say me to be more precise) never usually travelled with so much of my stuff. Well actually it was all of my stuff, including my kennel.
“Never have slept in it since I moved to Ambergris Caye. And never will!”
That was one year ago today. Doesn’t time pass quickly when you are having fun. And I have fun every day and get lots of treats. Look at my latest treat that Rose (see, told you she’s nice) bought me. My very own BATSUB dog tag.
It should have been khaki green to match my BATSUB ‘T’ shirt
but they couldn’t get the colour right because they didn’t have yellow.
I’m still proud to wear it though!
The year has passed really quickly. Time really does fly when you’re enjoying yourself. And there’s no doubt in mind that I’m enjoying the good life.
Today is a day for me to reflect on all of the great times I have had. And I know I’ve got lots more to come.
Me in my old garden at Price Barracks.
And in my garden on Ambergris Caye. Lots of shady places. No, not those kind of shady places!
When I did use the kennel. Distant memory now!
Me showing Rose one of BATSUB’s new lorries (trucks for non UK readers).
I’ve downsized since then and now I’ve got a golf cart.
Me in my Partick Thistle shirt.
But I support Arsenal as well now.
And one of my favourite photos.
You can just see that she’s really, really nice.
Here’s to the next year!
The headline for today’s edition is based on the single released in 1962 by Tony Bennett which reached number eighteen on the US Billboard Hot 100 and number twenty-seven on the UK Singles Chart.