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
Well amazingly Dylan made it to a year old - despite the trip to the vets. And on Sunday had her birthday party with Harley and Wiglet. Squirty cream and sponge cake with a candle of course! Mmmmm, maybe only dog owners will get that bit. Others may just think I am mad - but … Continue reading The vet is my new best friend!
It was all going so well. Dylan has been having a brilliant summer in France. Her naughtiness has reached new levels - see previous post Dylan what have you got in your mouth now? - and she's learnt how to chase chickens and pull their tails. Thanks for that Wiglet. But on Thursday evening disaster … Continue reading Keep her quiet they said…Yeah right!
Oh we have a problem. As I've shared before, Dylan does have the touch of the Artful Dodger about her. Ever the opportunist, my Naughty little Welshie will steal anything she shouldn't. The soundtrack of summer is "Dylan, what have you got in your mouth now?" Well actually, that's the polite version - it's more … Continue reading Dylan,what have you got in your mouth now?
, 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
So it's been nearly three weeks since I took Dylan out of school (aka puppy class) early and we headed to France for the summer. And what a few weeks it's been! Thanks to her Welshie cousins, Harley and Wiglet, Dyls is getting quite an education - a bit like a French finishing school in … Continue reading France has been hit by storm Dylan!
Maybe Dylan knew it was our last puppy class for a while because, like a veteran performer doing a farewell gig, Dylan decided to replay all her greatest hits tonight! As usual Dylan did a meet and greet round the room and we settled down with the cavapoos Molly and Boo. Well, not exactly settled, … Continue reading Going out with a bang!
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
I think aliens have abducted Dylan and replaced her with a puppy that looks exactly like her, but is willing, obedient and follows all commands - well almost all. That can be the only explanation for tonight's puppy class. Because Dylan nailed it! And I think it's because I made a mistake on the treat … Continue reading The cats made me do it!
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!