News Hounds Ady & Flo www.sunlive.co.nz

Being just a pup makes me a product of the Y generation.

Not the whine generation, but the 'why can't I?” lot.
Except it's more a case of 'why can't I chew that?” in my family.

And of course my generation is very techno savvy, which is why I have my own Facebook page, electronic home detention collar, and as soon as Apple invent one, I will have an iBone. It will have a lot of handy apps, including linking automatically with the water bowl and, hopefully, will bury itself.

And because of my aptitude for gizmos, I've been helping the boss adjust to his newly upgraded cellphone.

He's not a very progressive thinker, and complains bitterly every time he's forced to change with the times. If he had his way, there wouldn't be any cellphones; we'd be stopping the Hillman at phone boxes to put four cents in the slot to make a ‘mobile' call. He'd not have an iPod either, but probably a wind up gramophone tied to the handlebars of his bicycle with bailing twine.

So he's been dragged kicking and screaming into the 21st century of communications.

I helped him decide on ring tones for his new phone. The quacking duck really got me going, so he decided to set that up. He made himself a bit unpopular with the woman of the house, by setting her incoming calls to a dog barking. I like it though because it sets off a chain reaction, with me first, then Ady if she's listening and then we relay the alert to the boss around the section.

It's a bit like semaphore but without the girl scouts with flags, and a lot noisier.

Still, you can't beat an old fashioned stick for dog fun. Despite all the fancy gadgets, there's nothing better than a chunk of wood thrown into the harbour, pursued hotly by an enthusiastic pooch.

I must text the boss and tell him it's time to get throwing.

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