What a day

…I’ve had.  Out at the crack of dawn with the Irish cousin, back to my mum who was still in bed and then a pub lunch.  You know how I like a pub lunch.  There was beef, a bit of Yorkshire pudding, potato, gravy and some green stuff – ah, broccoli.  Not keen on green stuff but there wasn’t much so it went down.  Mum says she’s not looking forward to it going through my system!

There was a lovely black labrador who was really friendly and let me share her water bowl.  I could have had my own but it’s good to share, especially with a smart girl like that.

Back home we had a rest then my mum took me in the yard and, yes, you’ve guessed it – a trim.  We have visitors coming this week and she wants me smart.  I had to have another lie down after that.  Fair done in, I was.

 

Cake and visitors, and cheese and…

What a wonderful morning we’ve just had – cake, visitors, lots of petting and attention.  My mum held a coffee morning fundraiser and made £137 for Macmillan Cancer Support.

There were some gorgeous cakes, biscuits, cheese scones and chocolatey things and I was lucky to get some tasty treats.   Nothing a dog shouldn’t have, mind you, just cake, cheesey bits and shortbread. 

There’s one of my mum’s friends who absolutely adores me so I made sure I was sitting near her.  It was dry and bright so we were able to sit in the yard in the sunshine.

The cats tried to get in on the act but I was the star of the show with a co-ordinating silk neckerchief.  Afterwards we were exhausted, my mum more than me cos she’d been baking all week, so me and mum had a relaxing afternoon.

http://www.macmillan.org.uk/

Beach bliss

Sun, sea and sand – utter bliss this morning on the beach as the sun sizzled.  I had the most delicious swim, diving into the waves time and time again. 

I don’t really mind what the weather is like but we get to stay out longer when it’s fine cos my mum doesn’t like rain, wind or snow (and she calls me a wuss!).  It’s also school holiday time so there were lots of visitors and loads of new dogs saying hello and sniffing around.  One or two of them tried to get my ball and I’m such a gentleman that I don’t like to offend them by trying to get it back.  I get into trouble for that – not standing up for myself.  But possession is nine tenths of the paw – sorry, law – isn’t it?