Thursday photo #205 – the hardest week

There were high hopes for the Easter holidays around here. The weather would improve, we’d go on holiday in the camper van in the sunshine. There would be days out, chilled evenings and walks on the beach with the dogs. But you know what they say about best laid plans. Warwick Castle It seems like a long time ago now that we went to Warwick Castle for the day, but it was only last Thursday. The girls had both been suffering with a cold and Libby was still a bit under the weather that day. But we’d said we’d go…

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Goodbye to the one who loved me

There’s something special about the relationship with a dog who chooses you as his own. From the moment Pluto strolled into our house as a rescue dog, he had decided that I was his. And that’s how it has always been, for nine happy years. I couldn’t change your beginning It’s hard to say what Pluto went through in the early years, but he wasn’t a happy dog. When our local rescue found him, he had been beaten and starved. There was wood embedded into his chest, requiring an operation to remove it. And it was many months after we…

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Age like a dog

An elderly dog padded steadily across a green field. He drank in the spring air and paused to investigate an interesting smell. Life was no longer a rush. Age was not an affliction, rather an opportunity to embrace the finer things. A warm bed, a slow walk and the excitement of being reunited with loved ones. Embrace youth like a dog Every sunrise brings a new adventure. Spring from your bed ready to face the day. Run, play and love with the boundless enthusiasm of a puppy. Fill every moment with excitement, until you can take no more. Then sleep,…

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A dog is for life not just for sunny days

The wind buffets against us as we trudge across the Malvern Hills. Heads down, fighting to stay upright against the driving wind and rain. The dog darts from tree to tree, searching for squirrels. She barely notices the inclement weather as there are so many exciting sights, sounds and smells. The reality of dog ownership I never had a dog as a child. So, perhaps I was a little naive when I headed to the Dog’s Trust one day and chose a beautifully soft looking hound. He was big. And the rescue centre had no idea how he’d cope in…

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Thursday Photo #163

Last weekend, I pretty much had the weekend off. I really can’t remember the last time I did that. But it was brilliant, and I intend to make a habit of it. Not every weekend, but occasionally. Social media was still there when I turned the computer back on. I had more emails than usual to delete reply to, and I’ve been chasing my tail a bit all week. But it was worth it. The birthday party At last, birthday season in our house is over. Libby had an amazing time at her party, which we held at Top Barn…

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