Our Mum has been talking to Ro and Mica’s Mum and this is what their Mum said.”Enjoying a golden Autumn week here at Stables cottage in Derbyshire. The walks right from the door are fantastic – our two, Mica, Staffie x and Ro, lurcher are enjoying long, safe walks – streams to splash in, bracken to roll in, soft mossy paths to sprint on, stone walls to climb on, the occasional pheasant to chase – BAD dog! But as he is now 11 years old the fun of a short chase is enough for him. We’d recommend this little gem to anyone who wants a cosy cottage, a secure garden – with added squirrels, and the glory of the light effects in this beautiful valley. (loads to see & do locally too, if you can drag yourself away from the cottage)”
We have been leaving messages left, right and centre, telling all our chums the best spots for rolling, swimming, racing and chasing – looks like they have picked them up and got their humans well trained. Job well done! Gravy Bone time eh Mum.
Ro and Mica and their Mum
We have been sad these last few weeks as there are only two of us now. Our Little Nell has gone to play on Rainbow bridge where Mum says the gravy bones are supplied all day and she can see and hear and her kidneys are all better. We have asked to visit but Mum says it isn’t our time yet. We have had a lot of friends visiting to take our minds off this and Mum has treats in her pockets for them, so we get more too. The walks this week have been very exciting and we can go faster and do more running now which is very nice but we are so tired. We have new beds but choosing which one is very hard when you are shattered………
If it is nice tomorrow, Mum has promised us a swim in ‘our dam’ on the walk from Stables Cottage and maybe our guests will join us?
so we have got to get a good nights sleep in zzzzzzzzzz
We can’t believe that we have not blogged for all this time. We expect that everyone has forgotten about how good we are at it. Well if we don’t say it no-one else will, not even Mum cos she’s a bit cross with us. You see, we have been having gravy bone payments all this time, without earning them – she thought we were blogging once a week but we have spent the time getting and sending messages to all our friends. She calls it alfresco doggie facebooking and we have got to cut it down. Yah boo sucks!
Anyway, we are getting stuck in now to tell you that our friend Alan ‘Digger Man’ (he can dig holes so fast and so big that it makes your head spin) has started on our swimming pool at Stables Cottage Not your Mum’s and Dad’s, it is just for us!
Mum wants fish and pretty water plants and somewhere for everyone to sit and look at the sunset but she is going to have to think again when we get over there. It is nice that sunset though and we always get a treat when it goes dark as that is our bedtime – speaking of which, yawn, yawn zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Glyn’s View, Snowdonia would be just the ticket for our Gravy Bone Christmas (it is going to be a Gravy Bone Christmas isn’t it – we have been MOSTLY good this year). What’s that Mum all the family are coming and there wouldn’t be room there? Well Polly puppy could sleep with us, so could little humans Bella, Emily and Matilda too. That only leaves nine more big humans and you could all bunk up together, like we do. No excuses now, that is sorted! What? Not on! A smaller family of humans would enjoy it more! Nobody could enjoy it more than us. OK, OK, we know when we are losing a battle and we don’t want to rock the boat for Santa’s GB visit. Here’s what we’ll all be missing though……………
We have had all the gravy bones out to help Lottie do her counting. Mum said one gravy bone had to equal £100, how stupid is that? We think £1 should be one Gravy bone. Mum says that would mean there would be 1,859 gravy bones and our pocket money won’t cover it. We have asked if we can have commission for counting and Mum blew her top! She said we should remember how lucky we are to have a nice home and to think about all those dogs still waiting at Many Tears. Well we were only testing the water and gravy bones are always worth a spot of negotiating. We thought Mum would give us a raise – we didn’t want to short change our brothers and sisters down in Wales.
I’m blogging on my own –it is very tiring! Lottie’s sulking because she has to have her teeth done and Nellie isn’t on top form at the moment, so it is all down to me.
The only thing I want to tell you about is my best ever walk. It is my best ever walk everyday – I’m that lucky! That is unless I am at one of our cottages and then I don’t miss it ‘cos there’s the sea!
The best way to tell you about the walk is just to show you all the pictures Dad took yesterday. There were lots of sniffs, maybe our guests left me some messages but I was too excited to linger long enough to read them all. Now I need a snooze because there is no fun in blogging on your own zzzzzzzzzz