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A mate of mine, Poco the terrier, has landed a role in the Wizard of Oz now that Dingo Deans is no longer the said ‘Wizard' the Aussies thought he was.

I may be being a little presumptuous here, as there is nothing more dangerous than a wounded Dingo – and we shall see after the prize giving at Eden Park in a few months if he can reclaim his title as the Wizard of Oz; I really hope not, but we shall see.

In the meantime though, someone else has to play the role.
I am picking the only role some of his players want right now after the thumping they received from the island boys is a toilet roll, as seeing one of those big boys flying towards you I am picking may leave one in need of a roll.

The wizard

I digress though, Poco has scored the role of Toto in a stage show of ‘The Wizard of Oz'.

Sarah, his owner, says Poco is perfectly suited to the role as Dorothy's companion.

The animal trainer charged with getting Poco to sit still and behave says his temperament, intelligence and sparkle secured him the role. Well is that an endorsement or what?

The only terriers I have come in contact with have been anything but. Except maybe the cousins up in the boondocks at Whakamarama.
No worries, it is probably professional jealousy on my part and I did not want to be Dorothy's companion anyway, or even the scarecrow. If I wanted a part in a movie I would go for a Scarlet O'Hara look.

You go Poco, and as they say in movieland ‘break a leg'.

Talking about breaking a leg, my cousin Rosie went for an adventure in the bush last weekend and according to Uncle she ran herself stupid. Nah, I better not say anything disparaging as Rosie is my mate.

The boss and I got left behind to hold the fort and after getting a little cabin fever we decided to go bush ourselves and headed into the forest. I have always said the boss man cannot see the wood for the trees, but man what a lot of fun we had.

Avoiding kiwis

Now though I am going to be put through a ‘Kiwi Avoidance' course, just like my old buddy the lab did, so when I am charging through the woods, with my finely-honed sniffy thing planted on the ground, I can leave the kiwis well alone and concentrate on ridding the forests of unwanted pests like ferrets.

Now why anyone would want these things as pets is beyond me, but I did my bit for the wild birdlife in the woods by getting rid of two of the varmints. The boss was right chuffed, I can tell you. Now I have to mention my good mates at Animal Antics, this is a pretty cool name for their business as they are up to all sorts of antics. Their latest is a competition in store to coincide with their big move in August.

The boss and I have to supply a picture of ourselves, along with a bunch of other dogs and their owners. It all goes on a picture board and entrants have to match the canine with their twolegger.

Get your entry in

Make sure you get down and see them and get your entry in as I can promise you there could well be a fair few laughs involved.
Cheers all and see you next week. It is good to see the All Black management team are protecting ‘Pretty Boy Dan's' features this week by not playing him against the ferocious Fijians. One parting shot though, at least if he had played, he would have plenty of underwear to change into. Sorry about that.