Last day in Cyprus

WooHoo we are flying tonight. Tonight, I tell you - it's all happening.
Apparently my human has been very busy getting my house ready, and it already smells of some chicken and rice that I'll be having when I get there.
It's going to be a long, long flight, but me and the gang will enjoy some synchronised yelping that we've been working on, and the in flight meals will be good. I like that bit where the stewards wave their paws about showing is where the exits are, and where we can lift a leg for a pee.
I've got some snaps of me (and some of the gang) on our last day here. It's been great in Cyprus, but I do like the sound of Nottingham and PushoverAndy.

Oooh it's all happening!

It's all happening I tell you. All happening. I'm booked on a flight that leaves Cyprus on July 2nd and goes to Belgium. No. I don't know either.  Lots of us travelling together though - it's going to be ball I tell you. A ball. Party on that plane, and in that truck. So we go to England, and my human is going to meet me, so I get to see him and my car. Hope he doesn't mind I'm going to be tired. Tired, I tell you, tired. It'll be lunchtime on July 3rd, and he'll take us to my house.
They tell me he's been rearranging things for me in my house. Good man, good man. Who's a good man?!
I've got my passport already and jabs all sorted. Not sure what to take. I'll probably travel quite light, and the checkout what AndyMan has bought for me. If it's not right or he's missed anything then I'll let him know. Yeah. Let him know.

Even more progress ...

My house in England has been rearranged so that my cage fits in. Apparently two goldfish had to be moved, I hope they don't mind, I think we are going to be friends.

Also I've got some new bits and pieces..

Getting ready ...

I hear that things are being prepared for me in my English home. There is already a big comfortable bed and some toys. Lots of other things have been ordered and it's all sounding pretty good. Pretty good. My human is even moving around the furniture in my main room so that I can sleep and rest in the best bit. He's going to be a pushover is that Andy. He has booked lots of holiday for me to get used to him and to train him. Pushover, I tell you.
I've also got a name tag, engraved with my address and phone number. Sounds posh, but appropriate.

My Story So Far

It's all a bit of a blur, you know, the hectic party life of a puppy, so I don't remember the details. My temporary human, Maria, at the rescue shelter said this:============="We really don't know much. What we do know is that you were wandering in a neighbourhood for about a month or so and some people were feeding you and then someone else complained about you and asked the municipality to come and take you to the pound, which they did. We all know that they put dogs to sleep there, so as soon as one of the people feeding you found out where you were she went and took you and asked us if we could take you in as she already had two dogs that wouldn't accept you. So you ended us with us 🙂""=============I think I'm about twenty one years old (that's three in human years), so there is a lot of time unaccounted. It probably wasn't easy. I don't think I've really lived in a house and properly known a human before.

Getting excited

I'm getting excited about going to the UK. I don't know too much about it. Some of my friends have gone there, and word gets back from their humans to the humans here in Cyprus. I hear there are good lamp posts and the humans there are caring about us dogs. Food wrappers discarded on the ground, and cats to chase. Perfect. I mean perfect.
There are some friends waiting for me apparently, including some from Cyprus who will be able to tell me how to get the best out of our humans. I'm already quite good at looking hungry with sad eyes. That works everywhere, and I hear that locally they are a bit preoccupied and worried by politics, so they'll enjoy slightly mad things like a dog looking confused when they hide a ball, or chasing paper in the wind. I'm all across that kind of thing.
I'll also pretend at first that I don't know how respond if they say "sit", "fetch", or "stop" etc. I find that helps them bond with us, and it's …