My dog Dad, Dax, has left home and moved in with someone else, and now I have all these new half brothers and sisters. What about my dog Mum, Faith? She must be devastated.

You just can’t trust men.

Somebody has stolen some posts I made earlier in the year and I am not happy about it. I asked Dad who I needed to bite but he said it was our web host and they are a long way away.

I don’t know what a web or a host is but if I ever meet them they will have some explaining to do.

It looks like what I told you about having a boyfriend called Bosco at training has been lost. I had to drop him because he stopped coming to training and then hooked up with Fibber.

Did I tell you I bit a dog at training last week? This stupid Doberman was being really naughty and the trainer man called Mark made the naughty dog sit near nice dogs like me. The Doberman had his back to me, which is really rude, so I gave him a nip on the bum. Mark laughed because he loves me and doesn’t like the Doberman.

Mum and Dad took me to a beach for the first time. There were not many people or dogs because it is cold here in Adelaide, South Australia where Dad says we live, but I still think we live in Germany. Isn’t that where I come from?

They put me on a really long lead so I could have a big run around on the sand and it was great, but then some other dog came along and I had to go and check it out but the lead wasn’t long enough.

Sorry Dad! I didn’t know where the end was and didn’t mean to pull you over into the sand, but it was kind of funny. I did try to lick some of that sand off you.

I hope we go to the beach again soon and maybe my boyfriend Fibber can come too.

My boyfriend Fibber has got sick legs and had to go to hospital. I wanted to go and see him but Dad wanted to know which hospital!

How did I know there is more than one dog hospital?

I hope he gets better soon. He turned up late for training at the weekend and we only had time to sneak a few licks.