Tag: Scottish Terriers

Tangled Tuesdays!

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WE HATES TUESDAYS !

Finlay with grass seed on head

Well ….. not ALL of Tuesdays. We don’t hate the bits of Tuesdays when we go for our morning walks … all those sniffs … yummy. We don’t even hate the bits of Tuesdays when we have to sit in the baby bath and get our legs and bits cleaned off. And we certainly don’t hate the bits of Tuesdays when we get carrots after the baby bath thingy!

What we do hate is the bits of Tuesdays that involve the Grooming Bag. It lurks in a corner, all dark and brooding, with its zippered mouth wide open, and those implements of torture spilling out around it! She does try to zip it up, but its grown sooooo fat over the years, that it would need to go on a crash diet to  get anywhere near being fastened. Even though the grooming bag is a Radley bag, WE STILL HATES IT!

Fin in the baby bath

However, as we were all rather mucky and muddy from our walk this morning,  we’ve not quite dried out enough for her to use one of the brushes. We’ve all been rather desperately trying to rid ourselves of all the sticky bud balls that are clinging to our skirts, but we too, are struggling.

There’s always the hope that another chore will take her mind off the Grooming Bag … but if we don’t get “done” today, it’ll be Woeful Wednesday (tomorrow) for us Sparhawk lads!

Think about us ….. please!

Monday Musings

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Here’s a thought for you ….. read on, it will all become clearer (we hope).

Izzy, Kelpie & Agi

In the beginning we were One. One made Two and so we were “Two”, then tragically back to “One”, and then another Two joined us. At some time the second Two made Three (plus others, but thats another story for another day … still with us, concentrate!). We remained “Three” for many years, then sadly One left us for the Rainbow Bridge, and Three and  Two just became “Two” again. But then Two made Two more (plus others … again,later) and then we were “Four”. And then …. one of Two’s earlier “makings” came back to us and we made “Five”. For a couple of years we were very happy, but then Three had to leave us for the Rainbow Bridge, quickly followed by the second Two, and that left us back at “Three”.

Three Sparhawk Boys (Bobby Fin & Gus)

We “Three” are the Sparhawk Scotties bringing to you these weird blogs – but that’s not the reason we started this one.

The real reason for this blog is when we were “Four” and “Five”, nearly everyone who saw us stopped and said to our Mama “you’ve got your handsful there!” and they still do even though we are now only “Three”  – probably ‘cos we are a handsome trio.

So what do you guys get called when you’re about and about?

And what should we call a collection of Scotties?

We’re gonna start the ball rolling by suggesting a collection of Scotties should be called a “Handful”

Let’s hear what you all think and share our thoughts.

Foto Fun

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Gus watercoloured

Here’s Gus, begging for food whilst out on one of our lovely walks in and around our local area.

Gus does a lot of begging.

He’s quite cute when he does it.

Looks like a bunny rabbit, sitting on his haunches with front legs waving.

Do you beg … and what for?

Do you look cute when doing it?

Why not send us a picture?

Peacock!

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Look what woke us up this morning

We all trundled to the front gate, bleary eyed, to see what all the honking was all about. We thought Geese had landed. And this is what we saw!

Then we sent Mum back for the camera.

He strutted up and down our little road, probably looking for food. Mum wanted to feed him, but Dad thought that being woken at 06:30 each day with a honking Peacock wouldn’t keep our neighbours happy.

Anyway, Peacock only lives across the field, so he wasn’t far from home.

What unusual sounds have woken you up recently. Why not share them with us.

Finally, apologies for the double dose today, but we wanted to share this one too!