Wednesday, 1 July 2026

When I Said Short Walks

I was out for about two hours ... that would usually mean 2 walks; today it was three.

Siska watching the bus coming into the village.
Orin watching - er just watching! 
A great wait and a nice pic of Sammi and her Knobhead son. (Yes we love him) 
"You Can't Park There!" How strange, say Ross and Beti - Meerah said "nothing!"

A Little Time



Not long walks for anyone, but happy I got them all off the property. I do worry when we miss more than a couple of days walking, it's really not good to have lots of lazy days then madness. Ok, last week it couldn't be helped; it was just too hot, but this week there is no excuse. There are mental and physical risks from inappropriate exercise, and though I worry more about the oldies who need it to keep their joints mobile, it does apply to all.  
When a dog is relatively quiet for days, their muscles lose tone, their tendons and ligaments tighten, and their cardiovascular fitness drops. Suddenly asking an unconditioned body to do a workout is a recipe for disaster, with risks of paw injuries, muscle strains and sores and, more worryingly Cruciate Ligament tears.  
Dogs don't just exercise to burn physical calories; they do it for mental stimulation. Going days with minimal activity and scent-work (sniffing) can lead to pent-up energy and anxiety. Then of course there's the weight problem. Consistent daily movement keeps a dog’s metabolism steady. When exercise is erratic, it is much harder to maintain a healthy weight. Extra weight puts even more stress on unconditioned joints when they do go for a run, creating a vicious cycle.  So I believe a better approach is to follow "Consistency Over Intensity" and stick to the "20-Minute Rule." Even a brisk 20-minute walk, or in my case somedays, walking around the fields, keeps joints lubricated, muscles active, and provides crucial mental decompression for the gang. The last thing I want is for too many of  my lazy days now to catch up with them later, well actually much earlier than later and more severely than it would be for a dog with a steady, daily routine. I do worry more if Sammi and Ross miss too many walks, I'll never forget Ken the vet telling me how important it was that Loki continue his daily walks, and Jill Hubbard said with Finlay, walk him as far as you think you should, then a little bit more. Of course, at the end of the day, it does me as much good as it does them, but I'm not obsessive about it, somedays the odd walk has to be missed. Sadly, sometimes life gets in the way of dog walking! 

That Cat

Hi Rhian This cat turned up around 3/4 years ago, i feed it a couple of times a day, can just about get close enough to give a quick rub on the head.. i have tried asking villagers who owns it but no joy.. Ali 
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I think it’s a he also ( i call him Hazel cat )! He sleeps in my house some nights/day and around with my cats it seems 24/7, i have 4 and only 1 the bengal is male and they are only now just about tolerating each other 😵‍💫 I am happy to feed/keep a look out.. 
We are just down the road from you..
If an owner comes forward that would be good but if not i am happy to let him be, he seems in good health.. We are were the yellow vw van is parked.. ( we have just sold it actually)
I'm so pleased he has a warm place to live and sleep in the winter, but he's welcome to visit us anytime he likes! 

Tuesday, 30 June 2026

Monday, 29 June 2026

Ideal Walking Weather

Ross and Sammi

Meerah and Beti

Zeus

Sunday, 28 June 2026

Planting Trees

I'd promised to help Steve plant some of our young trees today. Honestly, I just wanted to walk, but after he gave me so much of his  time with the pen, well I had to return the favour, and I did take Beti and Ross with me.
After planting the first tree Steve realised he couldn't get up off the ground, so as I was the "gofer", up I went to get his gardening stool. Paul and Jo were ready to leave, and as Paul is a little scared of the dogs, I had to put them in whilst they made their escape. So yeah, it took me just 5 mins longer to get back down the field. As I headed down, I just couldn't believe what I saw; Steve was trying to pull himself up with the wall. Now any idiot could see that it would not end well ... I guess it could have been worse; I was thankful that only a dozen or so of the stones fell and that nothing fell on him. Yes, I did swear!!!
Ross is not the best to have with you when you are gardening, but I did manage to keep his head out of the blows of the pickaxe, (it's a stoney field) though he did stamp a New Zealand holly. 
It's been odd to have a week-end at home, though Mum did make a sarcastic remark tonight about the fact that she won't be seeing me till Tuesday, but she will see me on Thursday ... and Saturday! Anyway her brother went today and I think I've put my foot in it on the group chat. He reported in that all had gone mostly OK, but that he'd thrown the eggs out from the fridge, they were a few days over their date ...My brother thanked him and said he'd done the same last time he was up. Well, I'm afraid I got in one. Eggs are not sold with a "Use By" date they are sold with "sell by" or "best before"; they are totally different things. I never check dates on eggs here, and I worked for 10 years as a "breakfast chef", and I've never come across a raw egg that's gone off! After feeling a little outnumbered, I reminded them of my qualifications and posted this ..."Eggs typically last for 3 to 5 weeks past the pack date when properly refrigerated. The date printed on the carton is usually a "best before" or "sell by" indicator for freshness, not a hard safety expiration. Anyway, a slightly sharp reply left me feeling I'd overstepped the mark, but to be fair, in this case, Mum is right!
The pups are 5 weeks old today, 3 weeks to go ... Ravi or Kez? Kez or Ravi? I really don't know, but ideas keep popping into my head and I go from 'a bitch would be best for the future' to 'a dog would fit in better.' Bitches can be such arseholes; if they decide, 'I don't like this puppy,' then experience tells me they never will. Poor Kiri was never accepted by the other girls, and though Beti was, I would never be able to mix her with Sammi or Siska now! Anyway as Linda would say "not long now!" LOL 

Fox Glove Walk

Beautiful Orin 

I love this walk so much; I think it's one of my favourites these days. I hardly ever see anyone, except the lady on the horse, who I saw again today. 

Who's Cat Is It Anyway?

Well, he's here again this morning. I got this close and within arm's length of touching him. Jamie, Isla, Luther and Archie were sitting out with him, they are not in the least bit bothered when he's about. Perry was indoors, but Perry is always first at the breakfast bar. Choo wasn't outside, he was still asleep on the sofa. As long as there is no fighting, I don't mind him being about at all. I've no idea if he's hungry, I'm wary of offering him food, on one hand, he could be someone's much-loved pet who just comes over for some feline company; on the other hand, he could be a hungry stray! I did see he was eating the left-overs of Isla's rabbit the other morning. (Yes she still hunts; no doubts her hunting skills kept her alive a few years ago!) I'm not in any rush to grab him at the moment; slowly, slowly, catchy monkey. Let's hope that if he's still here by the time the weather does move from autumn to winter that we've made friends and that we can grab him and get him checked for a microchip. Till then I can't do much more, I have already put his photo on the village pages on Facebook with no response. 

Saturday, 27 June 2026

RIP Dear Cal

Sad to see that Cal, puppy Nick from our Xmas litter of 2013 has left us today. It's 12 months since Arthur messaged to say he had a tumour and that he didn't think he'd be around for very long, I guess he was blessed to have him the extra year, though I doubt he'll get any pleasure from that today. To Arthur, Cal was everything; he often described him as "the best dog ever!" 
Cal looking so like Ziva, his mum here, as he always did!
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The realisation that Sammi is the only one left of the "I" litter hits hard tonight. It brings things into perspective, doesn't it? I know she's old, I know time is running out, but I totally refuse to let that overshadow the precious time I still have with her, life is for living and loving. 

My Mr Perfect

Orin

He's just stunning - Spit and all!