My name is Martha. I am a nine-year-old Old English Sheepdog who lives in South Wales. This year I moved house for the first time; I no longer live my grandparents and I miss them quite a lot. I have a heart murmur and a crumbling spine so I have to take lots of tablets, which make me feel young again.

I have a Mummy who is a bit silly, an Auntie Ysabel who helps me make this site, a Cousin Sweepie who's a Pug, and, an Uncle Ray who I hope to marry one day.

I spend my days looking out of the front window watching people walk by, playing with plastic bottles, and teaching Sweepie about life. I love going down the beach and long walks when the weather's cool enough. I hate being brushed and I think I have my own unique style.

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I started this blog in December 2004 but had a break from it at the end of 2006. This was because my life had changed a lot after Madge, my Pug cousin, had babies and I helped her to raise them. I didn't think I'd want to blog again but now I want to share my new grown-up life, in my new home.

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Thanks to my Auntie Ysabel who made me this website and who helps me to write in it. Blogger that helps manage the site. Photobucket that hosts any additional photos posted.

I loved Derek and now he's gone away forever. To start with I was scared of him but once he spoke to me (bark, bark, bark) I fell in love with him. Now the kitchen is complete Derek has gone away. I think Mummy sent him away. I'm sure she did.

I want to go into the living room right now but Mummy won't let me in because the stupid bird is flying around in there. I only sometimes try to eat her. And it's only meant as a joke. Mummy just doesn't understand that. So I'm stuck in the dining room with Auntie Ysabel's music, which is upsetting me because I'm waiting for Granddad to come home and so need quiet to be able to hear the car when it comes down the drive. I am getting frustrated and annoyed.

On the walk today Areau was naughty and had to be walked on the lead whereas I was very good and so was allowed to run around as much as I wanted to. I like it that Areau is coming on the walks with us now. She doesn't play with me as much as I'd like her to but when Areau is there so is Auntie Ysabel.

I'm going to try staring at Mummy through the glass door and see if that makes her open it to let me into the living room.

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A man came round the house today. He was in the kitchen for a long time, putting plaster-stuff on the walls. I went into help but I was told to go away because he was busy.

A little later on, when my stomach was growling it was so hungry, the man started speaking to me. He was speaking in Welsh, which is a language I don't understand. I didn't know what he was talking about. His voice sounded friendly but he was a man and I don't trust men - even if Granddad says they're safe. I went in to say hello to the man and then ran quickly back into the dining room to be safe by Mummy and Auntie Ysabel. I don't know who the man was or what he was doing but even later still he called me into the kitchen and gave me a fuss. I liked him a bit better after that but still couldn't understand a word he was saying.

Auntie Ysabel went out today and came home smelling of other dogs and cats. I don't know where she goes to meet these new animals but I don't like it. She'd better not do it again this week. She also has to come for walks with me and Mummy in the afternoons again because Mummy is so boring when we have to walk alone. She talks to me about silly things and I have to pretend to listen.

I chased Mummy off my favourite sofa tonight. She's gone to bed so I can stretch out and sleep for another couple of hours until Auntie Ysabel goes to bed. I like it when Auntie Ysabel stays up late. Except when Granddad's alarm goes off on his watch at midnight I know that it is time for my bed so I usually go to sleep in the other room with Auntie Areau. I wish I could sleep on my sofa in the living room all night. But Grandma won't allow it.

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Mammy and Auntie Ysabel came back so late last night that I got into a hyperactive fit. I was running around, swinging my tail into things, nearly smashing glasses. Then I climbed onto the sofa and rolled over into Mammy's lap for a fuss. I kept hitting Auntie Ysabel, asking her for a fuss but she wouldn't give me one. Then Mammy went to bed and I got to sleep on the sofa while Auntie Ysabel watched some TV. When it was time to go to bed I didn't want to go but Auntie Ysabel coaxed me into my bed. I don't like sleeping in the dark, even when my cousins Cordi and Yoda are in the room with me.

I'm very tired today because I was up so late. It's Saturday so I won't get a walk cos Mammy and Auntie Ysabel always go out on a Saturday. They came home smelling of boys and smoke last night - they'd better not do the same tonight!

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Something happened to Auntie Beau last night but I'm not sure what. She lay down and went to sleep and then everyone started crying. I tried to cheer everyone up by giving them kisses but they wouldn't listen to me. I don't understand why Auntie Beau wouldn't just wake up; then everyone would be happy again.

I looked for her all night but she didn't come back. Auntie Areau told me that she's gone away forever but I don't believe her. I keep asking Mummy where she's gone but she doesn't understand me. When I go for a walk later on I'll look for her.

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