Tag: Drink

The adventure begins!

You know that feeling when you are confident you have everything under control? And how in a split second it all goes pear shaped? Welcome to my world. The car was loaded. Yes we looked like the Beverley Hillbillies but hey ho! Up early to kick to the kerb (well put out for the bin … Continue reading The adventure begins! →

All recalls lead to Dylan!

We have been missing from puppy class as I had the audacity to go on holiday and, for the first time, leave Dylan at home. I fretted the entire week, she apparently was her usual bouncy self until I got home, and then she turned on the stink eye, sulking and stealth poos - can’t … Continue reading All recalls lead to Dylan! →

Ho ho no! It’s the puppy class Christmas party!

So after missing the last two weeks puppy class as I was full of cold one week and worked late the other, Dylan and I were back for the puppy social event of the year- the puppy Christmas party. Now in our absence, turns out that the Cavapoos and original members of Dylan's girlband, Molly … Continue reading Ho ho no! It’s the puppy class Christmas party! →

Dylan gets dropped!

Back at puppy class after a weeks break and Dylan was raring to go. Watch out world! After all it's only ten days until the Bronze Good Citizen test. Or is it? Boo was missing tonight - seems she's has started her second season and will miss the test. But Mollie the Cavapoo was back … Continue reading Dylan gets dropped! →

I think we’ve broken her!

After tonight, I think our poor trainer has finally admitted defeat! And strangely it wasn't just down to Dylan- though of course, the little monster did pull quite a few moves out of the bag! Literally! Following last week when we were told Dylan wasn't ready to take her Bronze Good Citizen, the trainer had … Continue reading I think we’ve broken her! →

And so Dylan invaded France….

Bonjour mes amies! So a perfect spring break was in store. Dylan and I, plus our friends Jenny and Russ squashed into my little Peugeot - and believe me it was bursting at the seams with all sorts of weird - Marmite crisps, smoked paprika - and wonderful things our French hosts and friends Mois … Continue reading And so Dylan invaded France…. →

Love it when a plan goes…..wrong!

We were ready. We were prepared. We were going to conquer puppy class. Dyls and I were gonna rock! Yeah well I ended up in a broom cupboard and Dyls got put on the naughty step, oh, and Boo the Cavapoo got sent home! So much for planning! And boy, had we planned. A walk … Continue reading Love it when a plan goes…..wrong! →