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Bella & Max - It's a Ruff Life

AT LAST IT'S HERE! IT'S A RUFF LIFE IN PAPERBACK

Things are getting really exciting around here!

Our amazing, funny, action packed, adventure spy book 'It's a Ruff Life' is now in paperback and you can get it at createspace estore.  Click on the link and it will take you right to it. 

Enjoy! - It's also available as an ebook from all the usual places.  Click on the pictures on the sidebar to get your ebook version.

Bella Rionetta Thermapolina, canine heir from It's a Ruff Life is intent in getting rid of me.  Being an ex-military trained dog eating my food outside is no real hardship.  I must say though that she is one overly spoiled dog.
What I wouldn't give to shower her in wet mud - it would be hilarious, but I don't have the time or, I suspect, the opportunity. Bella doesn't go anywhere near soil.  The only 'outdoor' she knows is on the sun terrace by the swimming pool.

It's a good job I managed to get all the cameras and bugging devices placed as I've just had word that I'm going on a fighter pilot retraining course for the next few days.  MI6 are using the excuse that I need a vet stay for a few days for a routine checkup, so as not to arouse suspicion why I had to leave.

I'd love to be a fly on the wall when Bella realises that I've left.  She'll think that she's got rid of me.
I must admit that perfume stunt she played was horrible; I had to wear my specially adapted face mask that C made for me for a couple of hours until the smell evaporated.

I dread to think what she'll try when she see's me back at the house again.  Oh, well I suppose every mission must have it's challenges and she's one big butt pain.  Still I'm sure my charm will eventually win her over.

My name's just been called and I'm really looking forward to the training.  It will be awesome doing aerobatic flying again.

Over at it's a ruff life my plan worked, yippee!  The stray's left and it only took a week. I saw the stray leave with the same man he came with. Am I good or what!  

Now to throw out all his things; I don't trust anyone doing that properly other than me.  I'll go downstairs and find a trash bag.  I want to make sure that all traces of the stray are gone then I'll go and celebrate by getting Lemondrop to come shopping with me.

I think I've earned a nice massage at Canine Calm after all the stress 'the stray' caused me this past week.

I still can't believe Seamus moved his bowl back into the kitchen after I'd taken it outside.  Didn't he realise that there was only room for 1 dog in this house and that dog was ME!

I'm so glad that life is back to normal.

Beckingham Grange from it's a ruff life is a massive house.  I've looked in most of the rooms on the ground floor but I couldn't get into Lord A's study; not without hawk eyes Bella watching my every move.  I also couldn't find the security control room.  I can tell from what I've already seen by the number of cameras and sensors about the place that this house has much more security than what is classed as general household security for a house this size.

I've just found yet another door.  This one seems to be locked but that's not a problem with the lock pick C made for me.

Good there's no one around, so here goes.  There's lots of food stored down here and  it looks like there are about 4 or 5 separate rooms running off a stone floor corridor.  I can here someone coming so I'll hide in the first room I come to.

Phew! that was close.  I've found the security room though.  It seems that everything is linked to a computer server.  Now to check whose been meeting with Lord A over the last 6 months.  I'll just download a copy of all the CCTV feed and take it back to my room to run it through my computer.

Maria's doing the  laundry in my room so I'll have to do it later.  I'll go and search out Seamus instead and see if he has some nice juicy lamb instead.  That's a shame he's not there.  Well I might as well go for a run.

Bella, the spoiled house dog has left me a letter.  It smells awful, way too strong for a normal dog's nose.  I'd better read what she wants.

'You'll find your food where it should be - outside at the bottom of the garden by the tool sheds.
signed Bella Rionetta Thermapolina.

He's Clearly a Street Dog!

It's a ruff life, I decided to let the 'stray' meet me after having had a fun stop over at my VBF Lemondrop's house.  We had a girlie night painting our paw nails and dancing to the latest Zee's dance release download.

It's a shame I had to come back but I can't let the 'stray' get too comfortable here.  I'm not letting it take MY place, that's for sure, NO WAY!

The 'stray' has a name it's Max; I think 'stray' suits him better.  Besides what kind  of name is that for a dog - it's way too short, lacks class and good breeding.  I suppose in that case you could say it suits him.

My name is amazing; it's Bella, Rionetta, Thermapolina, Beckingham.  I have an enormous pedigree of the world's most famous dogs.  That's why I'm so awesome.  Clearly I was born awesome.

I could accept a male pedigree dog that had fallen on hard times but this stray is scruffy and has a scar across his right eye - clearly a fighting dog.  Well I'm going to find a way of getting rid of him.  I'll give him such a hard time that he'll just leave.

I forgot to mention that he also smells of unwashed dog and he has the most horrible nasty habit - he wipes his mouth along the wall after he's eaten his food - YUCK and double YUCK.  I'm going to make sure that Maria, our housekeeper knows about this; she'll go mental and complain to Lord Alfred about him.  He'll soon be gone, YEAH!

I'm just off to see what other things I can do to make his life totally miserable why he's here.  I'll let you know how I get on.  I'll even start a calender and cross off the number of days it takes me to get rid of him.  I bet I do it in under 7 days.

Nice Human

It's a ruff life has just got interesting.

This is nice.  I didn't realise Lord Alfred actually lived in a really big house.

Wow! I've I have my own fields, a set of stables and miles of gardens to run around.  I should be able to keep really fit while I'm here.

I wonder who will meet me.  Sean's nearly at the door, that's massive too.  Oh, we've just drove past it.  I guess it's the servants entrance for me.  So I can take it that I won't be meeting Lord Alfred, at least not yet.

I'll take the opportunity to sus out his security system and all the staff before I meet the man himself.  I can then work out if any of the staff might be involved in some of the criminal activities Lord A is supposed to be involved with.

Here's someone to meet me.  This guy is really nice.  His name's Seamus and guess what he loves dogs, even better - he's the chef.  I've scored on two points already.  Is my luck in or what?  And I'm not even inside the door yet.

Seamus just mentioned the magic word 'bones'.  I'm thinking that maybe a little longer than 6 months will be alright with me for this mission after all! 

Bella's Welcome!

Hi

 

I'm Bella and I'm the only really important one around here at It's a Ruff Life!

I've just seen the dog van pull up outside.  The stray must be here.  Well I'm not going to meet it.

They finally got the point downstairs, after I kept moving the stray's bowl to the utility room that, that is the only place where it's going to eat and sleep, if it absolutely has to sleep inside the house.  I don't know if that's even far enough away from me.  At least I won't be able to see any of its bad habits or smell it.

I've been really kind in the circumstances - I've given it my old blue dog chew toy from when I was a puppy; I never did like that thing - totally the wrong colour.

It's even worse than I thought.  I've just found out that it's a male dog.  What was Lord Alfred thinking about.  At least if he'd chosen a female canine we could have had fun talking clothes, makeup, dancing and other fun stuff.  On the other hand  a male dog will be easy, peasy to wrap around my back paw.  I can make him my personal servant.  He'll want to please me so that I'll allow him to stay here. 
I'm going upstairs to my room to work out a list of chores I need doing.

New Undercover Mission

Hi, I'm a major character from it's a ruff life and

I'm a little apprehensive about this mission, I don't know why. It's just a funny feeling I have.  My name is Agent Max and I'm being driven to the dog rescue home. From there the owner is taking me to a place called Beckingham Grange. I'm going in undercover, spying on Lord Alfred's activities. MI6 believe that he's up to no good. Well I'll soon find out. I've no idea what to expect, so I've come prepared with all manner of gadgets that C has made for me.

C's just pulled up outside the gates.  I'm going to be introduced to Sean Rainsworth, apparently he's the owner of the dog rescue home.  According to Mrs Miller he knows that I'm the dog especially picked out for Lord Alfred.  Sean's also agreed to deliver me to Beckingham Grange tomorrow.  I think I can safely say that today's the first day of my new undercover mission.

I wonder how long I'll have to stay at Beckingham Grange?  Six months was mentioned but I hope I can get enough evidence before that.  I don't like being in one place for too long, and for some unknown reason I have a strange feeling about this new assignment.