Being Marilyn Monroe . . .

Bobby being Marilyn!

This is Bobby’s “watery” impersonation of the iconic image of Marilyn Monroe and her skirt being blown about in that film we Scotties can’t remember. See how Bobby’s “skirt” (sorry Kilt) is raised up. Which do you prefer?

Plus: look how much water we had to contend with today!

  • 1900 : Hawaii became a United States Territory
  • 1946 : John Logie Baird, Scottish teleivision pioneer died (born 1888)
  • 1962 : European Space Research Organisation established in Paris, later becoming the European Space Agency

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How devious is your Mum!

Begging for Bonios

I know, we’ve yet to do our morning ablutions! Yes its late afternoon, but have you noticed the weather! Too wet for Ducks if you ask us.

Anyway, Mum thinks we need to go out and she know’s we won’t so the cheeky monkey opened the kitchen door to the garden and threw out Bonio biscuits for us to get.

We all dashed out, as quick as ….. something, and came back in. Finlay was very slow, trying to dodge the downpour. Bobby stood guarding the doorway back into the kitchen so Fin couldn’t get in and then . . . . and then he stole the bonio biscuit out of Fin’s mouth!

Well Mum creased up with laughter; I, Gus stood well back, having dashed out and retrieved my Bonio in double quick time – I might be enormous in size, but I’m very nimble on my feet. Mum, the soppy thingy, then gave Fin another biscuit. All this joviality brought Dad out of the lounge and then HE joined in.

Anyway, we’re all back in the house, settled down and drying off, and legs still tightly crossed!

Soggy Sunday

Hey! you're coming with me

Well after the fairly glorious weather, normal service has been resumed : rain!

The Mother Blackbird, we think, has hatched her 2nd brood, and the Robin is still feeding its fledgling (which looks bigger than the parent).

Our Robin trying to keep dry under the vine

We Sparhawk Scotties just will not budge an inch – we can smell rain – and will keep our legs crossed for hours until we get a gentle “kick up the bum” to go out!

Hope your weekend’s not too soggy.

Arrroooo

Grooming disaster!

A bit messy

Well after 4 nights camping (in a motorhome of course), Scottie coats are looking bedraggled. Mum “promised” us a grooming. Fortunately for us, she’s left the grooming bag in Doris (our motorhome), which has now gone in for her MOT and service . . . . and won’t be back till next week. Woof Woof