Wednesday, 26 December 2012


Sunday, 16 December 2012

Wow What a Week

We had a quiet day on Sunday after all the excitements of showtime on Saturday so She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed asked me to help with the Chrissymouse decawrations.
Once again we have no proper tree so out came the'twig', it's looking a bit battered now and probably wont make next year, but hey, it didn't cost anything and this is it's third year.

We put some holly and stuff from the garden along the mantlepiece, (homemade from wood salvaged from the workmen when they were laying new water pipes in the road! The uprights were packing for the pipes.)
Monday was a lovely bright sunshiny day so we got the bus to Patch as we hadn't done much the day before. The tide was right out so there was lots of beach to run on. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed forgot the magic picture box so I can't show you how good it was there. As we arrived a police car pulled up and the policeman started telling She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed how some irresponsible dog owners don't pick up after their dogs so she showed him our poobags and spent the next half hour telling him how there should be more bins to put it in as you can't take smelly poobags on the bus and what are you meant to do with them? Well I was SOOO embarrassed but he said how well behaved I was because I just sat and waited until she'd finished even though I really wanted to go and run and jump in the water.
This is a picture taken ages ago, but the tide was out this far on Monday.
 In the winter we get flocks of Canada geese overwintering here. Again this is an old picture.
Although this one was taken ages ago I had a swim and got all the muds out of my furs!
Tuesday was cold and white! We went for a walk across the fields before breakfast, just as the sun was getting up. We took the magic picture box this time.

 The path was treach'rous slippy specially were there was hard waters. There were a few 'oops' moments when She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed made the ground shake  by sitting down with a thud! But there was no blood and guts.
 (sorry about the quality of this one)

When we got home both our tummies were making growly noises so we both had a big breakfast.
The world stayed white all day and the waters were still hard when we went for our evening walk.

On Thursday we walked down to feed the horses, we go across the beach and along the cliff path to get there, it takes about two hours altogether. While the horses are eating we do a bit of nosework with my rope ball, She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeys makes me wait while she throws it into the long grass and I have to wait until she tells me to find it.
Imshi does like his food.
On Saturday we had two long walks, in the morning we went to the horses again and then just as we got in Ann phoned and said would we like to go to Patch in the afternoon. We took the magic picture box this time.
 I'm the one with the big orange ball in my mouth, Peter only had a small black one.
 I think Patch is the most wonderful place.

And that was the end of a fantastic week.

Sunday, 9 December 2012

Indoor Show at Wenvoe

We set off well before dawn yesterday morning for Cardiff, we had stayed at Beryls Friday night so we could get an early start. I had had a blast round Sootie's agility stuff when we arrived and had got all my contacts on his A frame which was much more fun than the weavie poles which I can do anytime at home!
Dawn saw us just passing Port Talbot,
and the sun rose a little further along the way.

She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed bought me a posh new lead from who had a stall there. It's handmade from lengths of fleece and is much smarter than my old one. 
Here I am modeling it.

Me and Tansy on the exercise field.
Sooty being good!
Me and Sooty having a hoolie.
And another one!
We had three runs altogether. We were E'd in the first one because She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed hadn't got her head together and gave some very confusing commands! The second run was the helter skelter which was a good blast and I had 3 poles down, but we were working well together and this is our third run, we finally found someone to video us!
 Not bad considering we never get to practice properly. We enjoyed ourselves anyway.
But I'm not as fit as I should be, She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed wasn't panting as hard as she should be at the end!
And here's Tansy doing the same course.

Sunday, 2 December 2012

Tresaith again

3 days in a row without any wind or rain, it is almost a record for this year! (We did have 10 days in April I think). We set off for Aberporth  but just carried on to Tresaith as it was so nice.
Here are some of the scenics along the cliff path between the two beaches, they are about 11/4 miles apart.
 The air was so still, a really nice change after all the wind we have been having and the sea was like a mill pond. If you biggify the photo below you can just make out the fishing boat from Aberporth doing the rounds of the lobster pots.
Hooray, we can see Tresaith beach and the tide is right out, we COULD walk all the way to Penbryn (the furthest beach in the picture) if a certain two-legged person was up for it. (No such luck Finn, we'll be lucky to get back before it gets dark anyway.)

 Some one has turned on another falling waters on the other side of the beach!
 Look we don't usually get to go here, the sea is usually in the way.
 Better go back in case the sea comes back again!
 Just having a quick drink, it's alright it's not nasty salty water it's from the new falling waters.
 That's the village of Tresaith behind me.
 Must just get my furs wet while we're here.
Here are the proper falling waters.
We found this poor deaded baby starfish on the beach.

The sun was setting as we passed the horses field. Imshi is standing on the skyline and Sara has found somewhere more sheltered.
 Late winter evening sky over Ynys Lochtyn.
 And too late for a picnic now.
Back across Aberporth beach, everyone else is making the most of a beautiful day.
 Can we play some more, mum? PLEEEASE, I don't want to go home yet.
 A last look at Aberporth beach before we set off on the last part of the walk, 20 minutes up 'Punishment Hill' I wonder why they call it that?