Friday, 19 April 2019

Gorse, verse and worse...

Gorse and More

A paucity of gorse is quite unknown
On Aberdeenshire hills in spring.
A plethora of heather later blooms,
(The botanists distinguish Erica and Ling).

And by the sea shore drifts of thrift
Are poised to make the cliffs blush pink again.
In woodland dells, bluebells will soon appear,
And uncontrolled, marsh marigolds seize damp terrain.


Er, sometimes poems don't turn out quite as one planned.
Happy Nature Friday folks!
Thanks again to our wonderful friends, Arty, Jakey and Rosy, for hosting the blog hop.

Wednesday, 17 April 2019

In good company with Albert Einstein

Bertie Boffin would like to remind you that only the smartest of humans choose wire-haired fox terriers.
Albert Einstein with his WFT, named 'Chico'

Sunday, 14 April 2019

Bertie has a little grumble

You would think, wouldn't you, that any dog who heroically defended the local territory from an alien attack would deserve better.....

Let me explain.

So there I was, enjoying my Saturday morning stroll around Duthie Park, when suddenly I spotted something amiss.

Now I might remind you that Gail has on occasions cast aspersions on my observational skills, particularly in relation to my peripheral vision. But make no mistake, when a group of otherworldly invaders, disguised as humans but with give away balloon-like protrusions extending from their rear ends, are staring me right in the face, I know what I'm seeing and I act!

How I would love to report that I punctured those weird protrusions with my bare terrier teeth, but the truth is that Gail intervened before I could reach them, and firmly clamped on my lead.

I remain, however, convinced it was only because of the threat I posed that the attack situation was defused and the 'aliens' went peacefully about their business, bouncing in ungainly fashion at ever decreasing speed around the park until they collapsed in exhaustion.

So yes, where were we? You would think such valiant behaviour would merit some special treat, would you not?

Especially as earlier in the week I had been suffering (thankfully briefly) from a sore paw.

So when Gail announced that she and her friend Yvonne were off to Café 52 that night for a "nice meal out", I felt sure I would be invited along too. After all, this is a renowned dog friendly Aberdeen restaurant. And - let me remind you again - I surely deserved some extra attention.

I can't believe I was left alone at home.

And quite why Gail imagined that she could make it up to me by showing me a photo of the menu is beyond comprehension...

If only she had thought instead to bring back a doggy bag with some of that black pudding...

Thursday, 11 April 2019

Bertie's advice on Problem Solving

It is useful to consider any issue from a variety of angles.