Mops, mice and memories

Our summer in France is going far too fast. I can hardly believe we have been here since June. As I write this Dylan is doing zoomies round the garden with her cousins Harley and Wiglet, and she's smiling. I'm listening to the birds singing, and looking at the never ending fields that have already … Continue reading Mops, mice and memories

The Princess and the Pea!A fairytail of love, kindness and Welshies

, Once upon a time there were two little Welshie girls. The first known as Princess Wiglet did not have the best start in life. She was bred to be a show dog, but unfortunately her curly piglet like tail was not considered to be correct for the show arena and so before she was … Continue reading The Princess and the Pea!A fairytail of love, kindness and Welshies

A funny old Sunday

And so today has been a funny old day. But more of that later. The past week has been so busy getting everything organised for our summer in France. And yes cutting the grass is on the agenda, but that's Tuesday's task! Like my friend Moira said recently in her blog, moisfrenchadventure - and by … Continue reading A funny old Sunday

They break your heart

On Sunday there was great excitement because Dylan, who is usually Billy no mates (for anyone outside the UK this means she's on her own when we go out) had a date. Friends were coming over to the park - yep the infamous park (see previous post) but I figured Sunday = family day all … Continue reading They break your heart

Oh no, not the ferret!

Well it was a fun night again at puppy class - but at least I didn't end up in the broom cupboard - result! The trainer met us at the door. Instead of the mad fur blur stampede into class - usually led by Dylan (no surprise there)- we had to line up, our puppies … Continue reading Oh no, not the ferret!

Growing up too fast!

So today has been emotional. I guess unless you are a dog owner, you might not get it - but today Dylan had her first real grown up cut. And I admit I shed a tear before I took her to the groomers, and again when I left her there. Naturally, Dyls skipped off with … Continue reading Growing up too fast!

And we are back… in the broom cupboard!

And so after six long weeks we were back. The return to puppy class... and the irony wasn’t lost on me that it also happened to be Dylan Thomas day - the writer that Dyls is named after. It might have been Mr Thomas’s day - but the night belonged to Dylan. So we arrived, … Continue reading And we are back… in the broom cupboard!