I haz phezzanT!

Wow, left at home all afternoon while my mum was lunching so what a surprise when she said we were going out for dinner.  Two proper meals in one day, unheard of!  She meant she was having dinner, of course, but I had some lamb leftovers from her lunch which were delicious.

Of course she was unable to eat everything so I got chunks of pheasant which had been pan fried with wild mushrooms, onions and cream – though no sauce came my way.

Then is was a wonderful romp on the floor with Philippa.  I love Philippa, she knows how to play with me.


We came home with more wild mushrooms and mum has marinated them in avocado oil with lime juice and zest, thyme, garlic, salt and pepper.  I’ll not be having any of those – they’re a vegetable, aren’t they, sort of?  I don’t do vegetables.

Marinated St george’s mushrooms, foraged in Northumberland



A blast from the past

Mum tells me that nine years ago today was the first time I went on the beach – and that I LOVED it.  Of course I loved it – miles of golden sand, puddles and rock pools for paddling and doggy mates all around.  It was a while before I went in the sea to swim but I knew glorious days were in the future.

Today it’s cold and we are going to…the shops.  Huh.  Maybe she’ll take me in a dog friendly café where I will be adored and petted by other customers.

With my family on the beach 2009; 12 weeks old


Had a wonderful afternoon on a playdate with Dylan the Bedlington terrier.  What a smart boy he is, very handsome  – same grey on grey colouring as Marley but none of that cattitude.


We hit it off straight away and played in the garden while my mum and her friends chatted.  He let me play with his toys and even allowed me to snooze on his bed (though it was a bit small) when we needed a rest.  He smooched all over my mum but I wasn’t jealous cos I get to take her home.

Very tiring, all this socialising.


We are fami-l-e-e…

We are a family of three – four if you count my mum, which I suppose we should as she provides the food and cuddles.  Me and the cats get on well most of the time, like here in the evenings when I lounge against a sofa and Marley squashes into his box of the moment.  Cleo, as usual, is upstairs comatose on a bed.  Doesn’t venture down often and when she does she’s all mouth, never shuts up.  None of us knows what she’s on about.  After food and out, what is there except cuddles from our mum which she gets every night, curled up against her in bed?  Diva!


Tiptoe through the…daffodils!

We have sun which means the spring flowers are blooming in our park at last.  I had to do a close inspection, too close according to my mum who was furious when I charged through the bed of daffodils.  I listened, got down real low instead and rubbed my chest and tummy in them.  That was wonderfully cooling on a hot afternoon.  I’m sure Mum was happy with that.

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Spa day

I look like what – a shaggy rug, and I have chrysanthemum paws???  I’m truly insulted!  Taking myself off with the lovely Tracey of Dial A Dog Wash for a spa day, the full works – wash, dry and a super trim.  I’ll give her chrysanthemum feet!



How smart is this?  Curly topknot gone, pedicure completed and all my spots on show.  I smell gorgeous too – anyone for a cuddle?



Waterproofs for me and my mum

We sat out in the yard in glorious sunshine yesterday but this morning it was pelting down so it was waterproofs for me and my mum as we went to meet friends for coffee.  Wellies for her too but by the time we got to the café her trousers were soaked through.

I know I was very lucky to get a walk at all because normally my mum avoids heavy rain.  Plus I had toast with her friends.  I like coffee get togethers very much.

Ready for the rain and with my Aunty Diana


Today we went to the Crab and Waltzer