Today we are taking part in Murphy and Stanley's 'Everybody knows Shirley' bloghop, which aims to spread the word about our favourite blog friends, and thus increase the sum total of worldwide blog happiness. (I have even derived, on scientific principles, an equation which precisely calculates the total amount of delight that this event will generate, but Gail has persuaded me to give the maths a rest for today and to get on with the introductions.)
Well of course there are many blogs that you definitely should be reading, but today I want to sing the praises of my friends the Seaside Shelties, aka Ludo and Arran, who live in Cumbria with their Mum and TND.
My predecessor Hamish first met Shetland Sheepdog Ludo an incredible seven years ago, when he was known as Ludo van Puppy. Now Ludo is a very grown up Ludo van Doggy and has a little Sheltie brother Arran, or 'Scamp'. TND stands for The Nice Dad. Originally he was TNP (The New Person), the man who loved taking Mum and Ludo on long and energetic walks in the Lake District hills. Soon TNP wasn't so new any more and so he became The Nice Person. Last year Ludo and Arran got to attend a very special wedding and TNP became, officially, TND.
So why might you want to read the Seaside Shelties blog?
Like all the best blogs, the main characters have a warm, wonderful and distinctive 'voice'. The blog is beautifully written (allowing for Ludo's original take on English grammar…) and photos of their many adventures in Cumbria - featuring some of England's very loveliest landscapes - are simply stunning.
Ludo had an operation to remove a cancerous tumour last year but, paws crossed, is recovering well.
Seaside Shelties do not blog every day, in fact sometimes we don't hear from them for weeks, but we always look forward to their posts and, for those of you who haven't yet met them, you are most 'Shirley' in for a treat if you click here pop over and visit.
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....)