That translates into “hello, welcome to my blog…… can I sniff your bum”

Didn’t know that I could speak dog did you! Well I can and I have to in this episode of the Eleventh as the dog show is where I am. Only a small one mind and its up in the land of the posh (Hampstead) where the dogs live better than I do.

First off its a big thanks to Ira and everyone else at the Mayhew Doggy and Moggy Centre – they do a fantasic job and if it wasn’t for them and all the other animal shelters in London then there would be a lot less unhappy animals.

Then its a sorry to Ingrid “canine wizard” Ramon – we got her website wrong its actually www.ingrid-ramon.com and you can sponsor her in her trek across the artic here www.justgiving.com/ingridramon

Then Roxy, my beautiful Roxy. I know I called her a bitch but hey, she likes it like that….. in the end I couldn’t keep her due to the fascist that owns my flat (he’s not really a fascist – the fascist) but I heard good news that after a false start she now has a home.

She loved me more though.

And all thats left for me to say is to say Woof growl whine bark bark scnuffle – which I’m sure you can translte your self.

Oj’s lunch is spoiled, so he heads out for a little sushi.

Top sushi samurai Yashiro Mineno takes Oj by the hand and shows him just what makes great sushi.
Oj gives it a go, but can he match the samurai’s style? (more…)

Oj is in the Napa Valley, California, to learn all about wine and rap, at the Peju winery, the USA’s fourth largest wine producer. (more…)