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vendredi 28 juillet 2017


Hi everybody,

If you are new to my blog, you may be a wee bit baffled by the lines to come. So, not to be all at sea, just get a sneak peek of what I posted between early June 2016 and mid-August 2016, and then things will clear up. 
You will immediately realize that laughter is the mainstay of the Adventures of Dany the Perky Busy Bee.

So please, don't bounce away, just linger a little bit more on my page, and let's see if I can make you crack a smile.

The early birds among you must remember that last Summer (2016) I welcomed you on board " Perky Busy Bee ocean liner " and that we rode the wave of fun and humour all throughout the season.

When holiday season came to an end and that our liner headed for a fully-deserved wintering, I knew that I could still count on my crew (Dearhubby and my two dogs) to stand by me and share Summer 2017 adventures with you !

I was not wrong ! To let me chill out and enjoy the warm season, late May, Canaille, my English Springer Spaniel, came up with an idea : as long as Summer was on, he would be my ghost-writer and blog for me.

Totally wacky, but why not ? After all, nothing ventured, nothing gained ...

Well, I must admit that after a pawesome post ("Dog's blog ") and a successful " trial period "(see the post), I gave him the green light to fill my shoes.

Quite true that sometimes I feel a pang of jealousy when I see how much traffic he drives and how many mail he receives, but I don't want to be a spoilsport, so let me give way to Canaille, my favourite blogging dog.


                           (Sorry, no time to wipe my paws before blogging)

Hi everydoggy,

Perky is quite a character !!
She wants to enjoy Summer outdoor thrills, but she can't help sticking her oar in .
She was supposed to write just a little foreword, period !
I was on pins and needles, cause I didn't know how to stop her binge writing !
Fortunately, the postman rang at the door, so she went to take the mail, and when she came back ..." Leave your place and you will lose it ! ".

From now on I'll let her have only a fleeting visit to the blog, otherwise I will never have enough time to tell you all about my dog's life at Perky and Dearhubby's.

You remember last week I told you that I was enjoying a life of ease in a kind of Land of Milk and Honey

and that everything would be for the best in the best of all possible worlds, if ...

Poor me ! Go figure why a single 'if' and a few 'dots' have caused such an uproar !
In your emails you told me that I was a spoiled dog, demanding, bossy and ungrateful, and that I should visit an animal shelter to realize how lucky I was !

Come on, don't let me be misunderstood ! I didn't mean to hurt you or any furry babies looking for a family to adopt them.

My ' if ' had nothing to do with the cliché  " The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence " ! Not at all !!
I just wanted to tell you that life would be a barrel of laughs at Perky and Dearhubby's  if Perky could sometimes get out of my hair. Literally, of course !! Let me explain.

You know that girl should have been a hairdresser. A vocation nipped in the bud ! 

Every other day she opens the Threats Drawer ( the Treats Drawer's feunding brother), takes out a pin brush, and starts bugging me.

I love my hairstyle, it gives me a certain something, so why on earth does she want to change it ??
To remove loose hair ? How offending ! Does she mean I'm getting 
bald ? 
OK , I'm pushing 10, but that's no excuse !
One more whim I give in to, cause otherwise, first a stern " Be quiet " would be  a strong reminder of who rules the roost, then, more important than anything, the closing of the combing session triggers the opening of the Treats Drawer.
So, all things come to him who waits !

Well, sometimes I wait for a second helping, in vain !
That's another little thing that niggles me !
Can Perky count only up to 3,or is she mean ?
Anyway, the fact is that I never get more than 3 treats at a time !! Lucious, haunting but so tiny that they turn into Stardust memories within a gulp ! 
And always the same old tune : " It's over, boy, You won't have any more of them, no need to make those begging eyes ! It's for your own good ! ".
What a pity I can't speak, cause I would use the same argument when she takes a second helping of prune custard flan or a huge scoop of ice cream ( her favourite desserts, but mine, too !).


Perky is awfully selfish and never shares with me !! For my own good, too ?? 
My foot ! Perky is greedy, that's all !
Perky the Busy Bee ? Perky the Greedy Bee would suit her better !

Last but not least, hear me out, guys !
I think I am spied on ...
Don't get me wrong. No Intelligence Service here ! 
Just a girl suffering from spy mania since the cute puppy I was pawed into her place.
Perky, her name is Perky Busy Bee !
Wherever I hide to scratch genlty, she finds me out and immediately carries out a body search on me !

                               Even Suggardaddy is fond of flea hunting

Her rallying cry for that " scavenger hunt " : fleas !
And then I know that within the next few days I will have to swallow down an awful pill wrapped in a slice of dry sausage , cause Perky is so cheeky that she sometimes even tries to fool me !! But fortunately, hadly ever, so that's why between that girl and me, it's a real love story .

I do hope things are clear now and that you are ready to keep  reading  my adventures with Perky and Sugardaddy .

Next week more thrill and "pawesitive " vibes ...In the meantime, don't forget :

                                         BE PERKY !

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vendredi 21 juillet 2017


Hello everybody,

Look who it is !

No, you're not dreaming ! That's me, Canaille, Perky's English Springer Spaniel !

For the new-comers, a brief summary of the previous episodes.

Some weeks ago, Perky, my whimsical but sweet owner, was feeling flat and asked me to be her ghost-writer, and blog for her.

You know the special tight bond between that girl and me : she is my puppyhood sweetheart, and I am her knight in shining armor.
So, when it comes to lending a hand (and a paw, as well), I'm second to none,  even if sometimes my extraordinary skills are not highly praised (that's not fair, but such is life). For example, not a wee bit of congratulations for digging the best hole for Perky's new plants ! And yet, I think I could be a first-rate landscape gardener. A vocation nipped in the bud.

Let's forget about that and let's get down to brass tacks.

Blogging for Perky was far from being a walk in the park. Actually nothing to do with an exhilarating walk ...

For those who don't know, tail-waggers like me can stay indoors as long as we have comfy baskets, super soft fleece blankets and allegedly forbidden bed and couches at our disposal, but we do prefer outdoor life thrills.
What's better than running, springing (quite normal for Springers), barking, paddling in muddy puddles, you name it !

So, you can imagine how I had to fall over myself to post some funny, true to life stuff.
But Springers are versatile, and I did it ! With flying colours, unfortunately ! Yes, guys, you read it ' UNFORTUNATELY ', cause that's when things went wrong.
Overnight Perky's blog traffic skyrocketed,and instead of being tickled pink, she turned green with envy,and warned me that tooting my own horn on her own blog was not fair !
Those harsh words really plagued my mind, and that's why last week I got that load off my chest in my post.

And now, you know what ?

I'd like to say a heartfelt thank to all of  all over the world ! You have really done a bang-up job.

Thanks to your mails*, Perky has eaten humble pie !!
Yes, guys, she has had an epiphany, and she has realized how hard and ungrateful she had been with me, Canaille, the poor wanabee blogger.

One week of the best-ever cuddles and quite a few Treats Drawer openings later, I am back on line.
Perky has decided to take the easy way-out, chill out a bit longer, and let me nuture the dream of becoming a world-famous blogging dog.

I must admit that she is sometimes unpredictable, but never mind . Let bygones be bygones.
Bye bye Canaille the ball boy, the slipper thief, the Jack of all trades !
Welcome Canaille of the Dogosphere, the first-rate cyber sidekick .

' Canaille of the Dogosphere ' to come out soon

Whatever Perky's taunts, I have had the upper hand. 
To be honest, I didn't have to fight hard...

Don't get me wrong ! Perky is not overly permissive. She sometimes scolds me and says 'no' in such a stern voice that I know it is high time to stop playing the fool, and be as good as gold.

She's quite strict, too, about table manners, or I should say, about ' bowl manners ', cause, even though there are enough chairs round the table, I'm never invited to sit on one of them, and believe me, I've tried...

So, when she prepares my meals, I'm never allowed to put my paws on the countertop to supervise the preparation, and suggest a few more ingredients such as some slices of sausage or ham bits. When in the kitchen, Perky rarely lets her imagination run riot and when she does, poor Sugardaddy ....

For drinks, the same old tune ! Splashing water from my bowl ? No way . I have to lap up quietly as if I had nothing else to do, and just read the previous episodes, and you will see how hectic my life is. Always on the move and on a tight schedule and sometimes, too short of time to have my dozen wholesome naps !

The worst is when it comes to getting treats.
It is a very sensitive case.

When Perky opens the magic drawer, my own Aladdin's cave, I have to keep sitting, which I do, even though I have pins and needles in my legs. 
Of course, I can't help wagging my tail, but that's ok, cause Perky says that's my contribution to dusting the floor.
Then, if, unfortunately, I swallow the first treat without chewing it, I can bid farewell to a second one, and accept to be called " a glutton " . ' 
" No second helping for Greedy Canaille ", she says. Then I say to myself " Bad hair day for Starving Canaille ".

                                             two friends of mine's suggestion 

Apart from those little obsessions, I must confess Perky is an easy-going hostess.
No attempt to turn me into a watch-dog : lucky me, I guess I would be scared stiff . So, I will never receive the Animals' George Cross*, the highest gallantry award for animals. Never mind !

She has not even tried to teach me to sit up or beg, because of all the failures she went through with my predecessors ,Jolux and Charly ( you can see the guys's photos in my previous post). It doesn' matter, I am not competing to be a nominee for the World Dog Awards.

So, here I am, enjoying a life of ease in a kind of Land of Milk and Honey with my two sweethearts taking care of me.
Everything would be for the best in the best of all possible worlds, if ...
but that's  another story I' ll tell you next week !

In the meantime, have a pawesome week and don't forget :

                                        BE PERKY http

Messages are welcome on :

samedi 15 juillet 2017





                                            One of my ancestors

You don't know me ? Well, I'm Perky's English Springer Spaniel and sidekick, as well. I mean Perky (my sweet hostess) has been blogging for 2 years and a half about how to look on the bright side of things, and over the last few weeks, to have a kind of break and lounge around, she has let me write a few blog posts.

                                   I became a geek at a very early age

I do enjoy sharing my adventures with you, reading your mails and making friends all over the world, but I feel the tide is turning ...

Right now, Perky is busy pottering around the garden, so I hope I'll have enough time to post before she comes back.

I'm so befuddled that I really need to let my hair down. Figuratively, of course,cause otherwise Perky will take the hoovering monster out of its cupboard, and you know how panic-stricken I get, then ! *

But forget about that sucking beastie !
Sorry, guys, this week no time for light bantering talk !
There's something I really want to get off my chest, and I guess you, my regular and faithful readers, are the ones I can rely on to help me get through that rough patch !

You know how much I love Perky. She is my puppyhood sweetheart, and I'd do anything for her. Play " Fetch the ball " even if I feel like chilling out, warm her lap in Winter even though Sugardaddy's is comfier, taste and test new slimming diet food every time she thinks I am getting a wee bit plump, let her wipe and dry my paws when coming back from the garden which is rather offending for a big boy like me ( my 10 years deserve respect), and so on ...

And yet, sometimes  that girl has the knack to get on my nerves...For example, when she walks me in the rain, when she plays the wanabee groomer and gives me an overlong rubber comb and brush session, or even worse, when she refuses to open the Treats Drawer !!
But life would be so lame without her  that whatever her whims, I give in !

This time, however, she has overstepped the mark, and enough is enough !

You remember,two weeks ago, she was not feeling worky, and she asked me to fill her shoes.
Well, I did it wholeheartedly for two weeks , cause I saw the poor girl had lost her get-up-and-go, and that she wouldn't be able to scribble any thrilling stuff for you.

And then, you know what ??

Last week she read my post, and she told me that I toot my own horn a bit too much !

Does she mean I'm a braggart ?
Have I really shown off ? I hope not !
I've just tried to entertain you, make you crack a smile, and advertise my skills at the same time.
What's wrong with that ?
Perky lecturing me about my ego-boosting ?
It can't be true ! She is a genuine dogaholic and a strong animal rights defender, so I can't believe she has dared ...
Perhaps, I'd better take that phrase literally.
Yes, that's it !
When she says I toot my own horn too much, quite sure she means I squeeze my squeaky toys too much.

Blind faith ? Come on, for the life of me,I can't figure why Perky would criticize me.
Of all the dogs she has welcomed into her home, I'm not the calmest, but I'm not the most unruly, either !

                                           Jolux aka Jojo

Her very first doggy was a cocker named Jolux. That pooch was a real badass, and as soon as he pawed in, he ruled the roost.
He had a hearty appetite, and even after a square meal, he could still snack on a pair of brand-new shoes (his favourite), or some letters the caretaker had slidded under the door.
When he buckled down to work, he spared no effort and could remove a fitted carpet within a couple of hours.
That was really a tough guy but so cute that when he passed away, perky cried her eyes out and swore she would never never have another dog.


                                               Sir Charly

After dogsitting a lot, one year, on Mother's Day, Perky went to a dog shelter and came back home with Charly, a kind of black Griffon, who , according to Perky and Sugardaddy, was the best of the best.
I could be jealous, but that was before we met.
Perky loved him to the moon and back, and she forgave him everything.
Even when he barked at buses, bikes and roller skates, she said that it was just because the noise hurt his ears !
My foot ! I guess he was just a coward.
But, maybe, I'm wrong because he managed to kill a hoovering monster Perky had ( I'm afraid she collects them ).
Yes, guys, he snatched one wheel and chewed the wire !
May that brave fellow rest in peace !

Years went by, and as dogsitting was getting really risky, cause Perky was more and more reluctant to give the dogs back to their owners, Sugardaddy took her to a dog breeder's and ... BINGO ! 
There I was, ready to join them and change their humdrum routine into sweet dreams.The rest is history ...
Thanks to my mojo, my gusto and my motto " Let's be pawesome ! ", life at Perky and Sugardaddy's is all sunshine and rainbows.


Oops, is that tooting my own horn a bit too much ?
Jeez, Perky was right, then. 
Dear me, please forget what I have just written and email Perky* to tell her to forgive me !

Here she is !! Cheerio, my sweet buddies.

                               End of Canaille's post

Hello everybody,

Perky on line

I'm just back from the garden and too tuckered out to post, so my only reply to Canaille will be the link below:

Bye and don't forget : BE PERKY !

vendredi 7 juillet 2017


Hey my pawesome pack of readers,

You remember, last week Perky was in a Lady Leisure mood, and she asked me to fill her shoes.
Well, I was not feeling very worky,either, and a nice snooze in my comfy basket was just what I needed to boost my energy.

Have I already told you that I'm an outstanding nap-taker ?
That's a treat I can indulge in, every now and then in the daytime, cause I've got an extremely hectic life ! You know, tracking Perky and Sugardaddy wherever they are, squeezing my squeaky toys to make some background music for my two sweethearts, sniffing each blade of grass of the garden to make sure no deer, no fox and no badger trespass ( Jeez ! they often do, and at night I'm scared stiff to paw out), woofing the alarm when the postman or the pet food delivery man drive down the path, and whatnot, well, all that tires me out, and naps are well-deserved.

So, feeling guilty about slacking off ? No way !!
Even better, browse through the Net, and you'll find out that many successful celebrities were die-hard fans of naps !

But don't get me wrong ! I'm not a work-shy, far from it, so, last week when Perky asked me to help her with her blog, I didn't take a French leave. I immediately buckled down to it.

It would be a bold-face lie to tell you that I had to work my tail off to paw the keyboard and get some stuff for you out of it.

I just had a kind of heart-ot-heart talk with you, and go figure why my inner feelings and my little secrets have triggered so many views !
Perhaps my mojo ? Perky says I have a certain something ...Quite true, but I don't want to show off.

Anyway,thanks a million to all the furry babies(and their owners, as well) from United Kingdom, United States, Ireland, France, Canada, Russia, Germany,Belgium, Australia, Malaysia, India, New-Zealand, Ukraine, Kuweit and Brunei ! (Sorry if I forgetsome of you !).

You really made my day, and I was thrilled to bits to read your mails.
I'll answer all of them, but I'm just back from the groomer, and that naughty girl has trimmed my nails too short, and I can't type easily.

You see, I should be on cloud nine and as happy as a lark,but yet, I have a heavy heart. Yes, guys, a heavy heart !
Is that the price of success ?
I'm afraid it is !!

My pawesome signature on Perky's blog has sparked countless number of views, but Perky's sting eye, as well !
I know my place, and I have done my best to keep humble, but every time Perky checks the number of visitors to her blog, the green-eyed monster of envy pops up in her eyes !
 When she pulls herself together, and says that I have done a bang-up job, I can hear a little pang of jealousy in her voice.

She is dead wrong !!

I love that girl to bits, and since my puppyhood we've been as thick as thieves, so she should know that I am anything but selfish and boastful.
Actually, I'm totally selfless ! Except, when it comes to the touchy subject of the Treats Drawer( last week post), but it is the exception that proves the rule.

As a faithful and reliable sidekick, I am second to none, cause I wear several hats. Look !

I'm a cheerful playing partner : fetch the ball, hide-and-seek, seek the treat (my favourite), whatever the game, I'm always up for it.
Between you and me, Perky is a bad loser.For example, when we play " Fetch the ball " ,sometimes I want to keep it for a while cause I have run like a bat out of hell to catch it and I do deserve it, and then Perky always says : " Well, have it your own way. I don't care, I won't play anymore with you ! ". Fortunately, she is scatterbrained and she always forgets her threat !

I'm a perfect food taster, and at meal times I always sit near Perky, ready to do my duty and confirm her that what is in her plate is safe to eat . She is the apple of my eyes, and  I want to keep her away from any danger. 
But, I must confess that up to now she has never used my tasting skill, but , hope well and have well...

I'm a reliable GPS : whenever I go for a ride with Sugardaddy, I never fail to woof when we are getting close to the seashore, the woods or any field. 
I pretend to be out of order( GPS sometimes are !) when we drive along the vet's place ...

I'm a discreet bodyguard, but just indoors. I mean, when Perky or Sugardaddy are in the bathroom or the toilets, I stay behind the door to make sure nobody else gets in.
Outside, the tables are turned, cause I have already been in trouble with some feisty fellows, and since then ...Don't get me wrong : I'm not yellow-bellied, but prevention is better than cure, and squeezed between Sugardaddy's and Perky's legs, I fear nothing !

And now, even blogging is in my wheelhouse !

So, quite a few good reasons to be green with envy ! Poor Perky !!
Should I tell her that beside every great hero is a great sidekick ?
Not that sure, cause she may wonder who is the hero and who is the sidekick !

I hope my post will get as many views as last week and that you will share it with all your buddies !  

Take care and don't forget : BE PERKY ! ( I hope Perky won't accuse me of plagiarism !!).

A reminder : my email is :