Well I’m not. No. Not me. I got told off on Friday ‘cos I chased several lady deers into a field and wouldn’t come back when called. Don’t know why She was worried – have you seen the length of their legs. I never stood a chance of catching them. What did she think I was gonna do! Bring home venison for tea!
Anyway, got put on lead when I finally decided to return, and have sulked all weekend. And Monday.That’s why no blog from me. But now I’m ok. Thanks for asking.
Have a Merry Monday, although it’s Wednesday, who’s counting – not me! Think I’m still sulking.
This “song” is based on the traditional 12 days of Christmas song, so you can hum along to that. We didn’t keep repeating all the versus, otherwise we’ll still be here this time next year! But we’re sure you’ll still enjoy our attempts ………. Happy New Year!
On the first day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Gus, our Kitchen Assistant
A Kitchen Assistant for free!
On the second day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Two Litter Brothers
On the third day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Three bowls licked clean
On the fourth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Four favourite toys
On the fifth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Five ArrooooOOOooos
On the sixth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
6 Scottie Friends
On the seventh day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
You’ll need to use your imagination here guys!!!!
Seven poos to pick up
On the eighth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Eight friends a-gathered
On the ninth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Sleeping Bobby
Nine sleeping Bobbys
On the tenth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Ten cows a-chasing
On the Eleventh day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Eleven new found friends
On the Twelfth day of Christmas my Scotties gave to me
Well, it’s finally here, and we’ve only just remembered! Yes the Shortest Day. Summer time begins tomorrow with the days getting longer – yippee!
She took us for a walk. Gus chose his favourite walk, as he would. It’s NOT mine. I get attacked by all the twigs and ITS NOT FUN!
Gus also got told off (hoooray!) He found a nice stick and began to eat it. She caught him at it and he looked forlorn. He should be more careful next time and hide it more carefully in his straggly beard. Bob got his bottom very wet as he tried to get across the very sodden stepping stones. He’s so manic, if he slowed down he’d manage it properly, but no, not our, he tacks and yaws across the pathways at 100 miles per hour at the very minimum, and does just the same trying to get across the stepping stones.
Saw some wildlife: Greater Spotted Woodpecker, lots of tiny Long Tailed Tits (one of Her’s favourites), umpteen crows, several Magpies. The ground was very boggy ‘cos it was 11 degrees – can you believe it. This time last year we were under about 3 foot of snow and about minus 1 degree – brrrrrr! But today, The Shortest Day, it was like summer! Had to have our half-baths though ‘cos we were a little muddy – only a little though. I stole Gus’s towel before he was taken out of the bath and got a right telling off!
I’ve heard Her say we’re gonna get a Christmas Trim – well isn’t She a little late, what with Summer starting tomorrow, tee! hee! We’ll do something to distract Her ‘cos you know we guys are “Scotties Against Grooming” – we ain’t gonna let that little campaign go away. No doubt there’ll be a post before the end of the week with photos – yuk!
Got some photos for y’all, so have a yap, woof and arooodle at us on our walk today!
Well it’s my turn again, so I thought I’d share this with you. Been practising on Befunky.com – go on have a go yourselves! Its fun and its free!
They’re trying to get ready for Christmas – what for? Everyday here is like Christmas for us – plenty of walks, lots of good food, fantastic company, well trained humans – took us some time with that one, but we’ve got there!
Hope ya’ll are getting on with it, whatever that might be.
Thought I’d just fill you in on our latest Doris (mis)adventure!
There’s plenty to tell, but those are for another day.
We set off for Stirling (Scotland) last Wednesday evening. All went well until we arrived at our overnight stopover in Shap. The leisure battery that powers the internal lights and water pumps had drained. “No bother” He said, “I’ll fix it the morning.” And so he did.
During the fixing She took us out for a stroll. Well ….. overnight the wind had picked up to gale-force fury, the rain was horizontal and you couldn’t see further than the next sniff. We heard Them say that we might have to head back home because the wind was so strong. However, we’re intrepid travellers, and Doris is 16 tonnes of …….. “beauty” so after ablutions and stuff off we set.
Two minutes down the road, a big puddle straddled the little country lane. No problems for Doris, so through she went. Unfortunately the casing housing the batteries (to which He had been fiddling with that morning) hadn’t been shut properly, and nearly the whole of the big puddle fountained up through that casing and flooded Doris. There was at least an inch of puddled water swashing about in the kitchen area.
She screamed, He swerved, They rounded a corner and the water shot down the steps and out of some other gap!
Meanwhile, we’re comfortably positioned on the bed watching this unfold ….. and did we aroooo with laughter? Of course we did!
Through the hatch She propelled herself, squelching through the now thoroughly sodden carpets, to open our Doggie Towel Stash, then proceeded to dumped Our Towels on the floor to soak up the water. He, meanwhile, tried to find a safe placed in which to park up to help. Unfortunately this was a layby just before the motorway and so plenty of twisting country lanes were driven down, with Her being chucked from side to side trying to mop up carpets. Did we arooo (again) ….. you’ve got it ….of course we did.
Our Snoopervision paid off, and shortly after using all Our Towels, we set off to Scotland ……. with no more hitches in sight.
The stay in Stirling was most pleasant. We were all royally looked after by Their friends ….. walks, plenty of “bad” treat for us (we’re suffering now if you know what I mean!)
The return journey to England was made in a day (last Monday), because, yes, another Doris (mis)adventure occurred – the exhaust blew – so He decided to dash across the country without stopping over, just in case Doris didn’t start in the morning. At least parked up outside our house, it wouldn’t matter if she didn’t want to start …. again.
Sorry, no photos for this ….. They were too busy being worried, and we were ….. well just too busy!
So these last few days have seen Her trying to catch up with the household chores whilst endeavouring to plan for Christmas.
Us …… well we just do our stuff, just like good little Scotties should …….
Well I’m not. No. Not me. I got told off on Friday ‘cos I chased several lady deers into a field and wouldn’t come back when called. Don’t know why She was worried – have you seen the length of their legs. I never stood a chance of catching them. What did she think I was gonna do! Bring home venison for tea!
Sparhawk Scotties 