This is us, scampering around our ‘own backyard’. Well …. poetic licence and all that, technically it’s not ‘our’ backyard, but it’s on our doorstep. Mama only needs to put on our leads, open the garden gate, walk about 10 paces and hey presto! , we’re on the bridle path to our own back yard.
Here we are, Brothers in Arm…. and plenty of legs. Having a quick run around the park having watched a few scotties strut their stuff at the North Midlands Scottish Terrier Club dog show on Sunday 20th November 2016.
We went to visit Batman at his house last weekend. Didn’t find him though. With the sighting of another two scotties, perhaps he caught wind of our visit and made himself scarce!
Wollaton Hall is located just a couple of miles from the City Centre of Nottingham, where Mama was born.
Mama spent many many happy times as a wee lass, visiting the Hall with her friends, so this is a bit of a Flashback Friday for her, although it’s Thursday ….. well, she is getting on a bit!