Gail and I went over to the Torridon cottage for the weekend.
Although, as usual, I had a super time, I want to share with you a couple of serious dilemmas which are now troubling me.
The first concerns the Torridon General Store and Cafe.
As you can see in the pictures above, this is a quite magnificent establishment. Situated at the head of Loch Torridon, you can drink in the stunning mountain landscape along with your perfectly assembled cappuccino. That the cheese scones are quite delicious, I can verify, having been offered a morsel more than once. Liquid refreshments for dogs are even provided, and if you are in luck, biscuits too.
Now, by the most amazing coincidence, Gail and the friendly cafe owner Jo used to work for the same company based in Grand Buildings, Trafalgar Square, London, many eons ago. For once, on Saturday, Jo was not rushed off her feet and came outside for a chat. She mentioned that her business has been nominated for 'Best Café/Restaurant/Pub' award in the 'Great Outdoors' magazine, and, in exchange for taking our photos, she 'suggested' that Gail might like to log on to the magazine's website and vote.
So what's the dilemma, I hear you ask.
Well, consider this. When observing me through the camera lens Jo also said the following:
"Bertie's looking a bit more rotund around the rear end these days isn't he? Too many treats perhaps?"
Is a woman who clearly cannot distinguish between fluff on the haunches and genuine heft really deserving of a prestigious award?
Should I allow Gail to vote for her café?
What do you think?
The second dilemma concerns two balls of wool.
Readers may remember my post earlier this year about our lovely Torridon neighbour Julia, and her Shetland sheep. That's Julia in the black waterproof, enjoying a chat with me outside her croft at the weekend.
Anyway, these balls of wool, which Julia has kindly given to Gail, are from the very same sheep featured in my post back in June.
I now have to help Gail decide what she will knit with the wool.
Apparently she is thinking of a hat for herself. Do you not think this is a teeny weeny bit selfish? Surely, these natural sheep colours would look most splendid on yours truly. Perhaps Gail could knit me a wee sweater, with a simple Fair Isle pattern or something?
I will confess that I am not a fashion expert. I wonder if my friends can help me here and suggest a suitably masculine pattern for a two-toned garment to be worn by a rugged terrier type?
Or should I let Gail have her hat after all?
Again, your thoughts on this issue would be most welcome.
PS from Gail: You can learn more about the Shetland wool on Julia's blog 'Hand Knitted Things'.
Hi, I'm Bertie, a wire-haired fox terrier pup. I live with Gail in Aberdeen, Scotland. An old Westie called Hamish used to live here but he died on 18th February 2010 (exactly the same day I was born). People tell me that he used to have a blog and that I have big pawprints to fill. That's a bit too much responsibility for a very young puppy - and anyway, I intend to make my own mark!
(Gail says that Hamish could certainly have taught me a thing or two about marking stuff....)