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.

This weekend I went out for a really long walk with Mummy, Sweepie, Auntie Ysabel & Uncle Ray. First of all they all sat on a blanket and ate food. They wouldn't give me any so I was a bit bored, especially because Mummy kept calling me back if I went even a few feet away from her. In the end Auntie Ysabel made me and Sweepie sit and do tricks for pieces of cheese. They were lovely but I wanted more and she wouldn't give me any.

Then we went down the beach. It was strange and misty down there. I couldn't find the sea to start with! But when I did it was really boggy and Mummy was furious when she saw the state on my legs. She whined at me all the way home; I thought it was so funny. At home, Uncle Ray put me in the bath for a wash. He held me while Mummy and Auntie Ysabel washed me. I enjoyed it a lot.

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Thank you for my new layout Auntie Ysabel. And look I am blogging more often already!

When I went for a walk yesterday with my Mummy down to the beach we met lots of people. One woman asked Mummy if I was a girl - of course I'm a girl! Then she patted me and said, "You're a very big girl, aren't you?" I was so annoyed with her that I just walked away from her. How rude. I'm not big; I'm tall. Mummy says I'm a supermodel.

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I had to move out in the end. Mummy said I didn't have a choice: that wherever she goes I have to. I didn't think I'd like the new house at all but actually it can sometimes be fun. Like, when I went down the beach and played in the sea. I shouted and shouted for Uncle Ray to come in, too, but he wouldn't. He said it was because it was raining but I think it's because Auntie Ysabel wouldn't let him. I really like living with Uncle Ray. He's a lot of fun. He plays games with me and cuddles me. I think he likes me. When Auntie Ysabel went away for the night he sat on the sofa with me and cuddled me for ages.

I had an accident yesterday. When I was playing ball with Mummy I hurt my leg. It hurt a lot and really frightened me. And today Mummy hasn't taken me for a walk because she says I have to rest the leg. Boring. I might have to go to the vets on Monday with Grandma.

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I went down the beach on Saturday night. I had to ride in the back of Ray's little car - I think even I'm bigger than the car! But the beach was fun. It was very misty. I ran straight down to the water and didn't get out for ages. I kept barking at Mummy to throw my toy but she was too busy swimming so I had to get Auntie Ysabel or Uncle Ray to play instead. But Uncle Ray kept playing with Sweepie who is too small to play in the sea. She's no fun. She doesn't come in very deep and then runs away when the waves come. She kept shaking and shivering, sometimes she's such a pug it's embarrassing.

Then, when I fell asleep on the car ride home, Mummy woke me up! I don't know why. Silly Mummy.

I want to go down the beach again but I'm still a bit tired after it so I'm not allowed to go again for a while.

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