Just in case anyone was wondering where we are ……. we’re still here but They are doing a major garden makeover on the back garden and so we have to supervise them to make sure They are doing is right!
Here’s just a few shots of how little progress They have(n’t) made!
Oh boy! Have we been naughty. Not that we meant to be. Perhaps it’s Her really. We’ve just come in from a jolly jaunt around Codnor Reservoir. We think we’ve behaved pretty well – She doesn’t.
Apparently Gus stopped at EVERY Fisherman’s patch in search of food. Probably looking for bread, but seeing as most of them use maggots, She was not happy about that! Not only that, but he did HIS usual : stopping at EVERY blade of grass to snniiiiiifffff!
Bobby acted like he’d NEVER been out on a walk EVER (he’s like that everyday, so not much difference there then). She hopes that maybe one day, just one day he’ll act normal like!
And me, Fin, well ….. She thinks I might have Gall Bladder problems that’s why I keep stopping and waiting a few seconds before wanting to move on. She let me off the lead round the Reservoir so that I could amble at my own pace. Let myself down though, ‘cos I saw a SQUIRREL and of course, it needed chasing – Gall Bladder issues completely erased – I was a perky as perky could be!
So, here we are back home, trying to be nice, not that we think we need to be as we don’t think we’re in the wrong! Anyway, She’ll calm down soon, usually Wound-Up Wednesday’s work themselves into being Wine on Wednesday – roll on 5pm, She’ll be happy then.
“What!” we hear you cry …. “Terrier Tourettes. What do you mean?”
Well, They have decided that Bobby has Tourettes. On Walks. Only on walks. On minute he’s a perfectly normal Scottie (ha! ha! really ….?) then when he see’s another dog, he begins to shake and tremble, then surges towards poor dog … then barks like mad! After about 20 seconds, its all over and they are best of fur-ends … sniffing bums and stuff, chasing and generally just being nice dogs!
She doesn’t like it ‘cos Bobby sounds crazy. He just wants to play and run, but doesn’t know how to ask nicely. We, Fin and Gus, we are gentlemen. Politely waiting for others to approach, or we calmly walk up to them and introduce ourselves. Meanwhile, Bobby is either back on his lead, or being carried passed “the problem” till he’s calmed down, then he’s allowed to play.
The most weird thing of all though, is that Bobby has obtained his Gold Obedience Training award, and has given Obedience demonstrations including one to a Scottie Breed Club!
Does anyone else have a weird scottie fur-end out there? If so, why not tell us about them. The more funny stories the better.
We are all very familiar with Stormy Weather. Why is that you ask. Surely the UK or more precisely the Midlands is not usually associated with Stormy Weather. Well, to be more precise than that, Stormy Weather has been in residence in Westwood every day, since February 2003.
How? Why…?
Because that is part of the name of Finlay, or officially : Sparhawk Stormy Weather.
So whilst the UK is experiencing stormy weather of a different kind, remember that we here in Westwood, see “it” daily.
Here’s just a few clips of our very own Stormy Weather ……