Friday 26 February 2021
Wednesday 24 February 2021
So Gail and I were doing a wee circuit of the neighbourhood the other afternoon when we ran into our friends Martin and Freda.
Freda has been shielding and only now that she's had her vaccine is she starting to venture out and about. She and Gail had a long chat. A very long chat in fact, and to be honest most of it passed me by as I focussed on sniffing the base of a nearby lamppost.
But my flappy little ears did prick up when I heard Freda (who is a keen amateur artist) remarking on my extreme handsomeness and then saying she's been experimenting with drawing animals and she'd like to try a sketch of 'Bertie in repose'. She asked could Gail perhaps send her some photos as a starting point.
Freda said she'd requested the same of another friend and commented, with a note of surprise in her voice, how this friend had emailed her twelve images of her wee Jack Russell terrier Freddie.
Well I was surprised too. I mean twelve images seems scarcely enough, I would have thought. Why then did Gail reply thus? "Don't worry Freda, I won't send you that many".
Below are the six (yes, a mere half dozen) photos which Gail sent Freda.
I am hoping I get to see the final result of Freda's endeavours.
And of course, if none of the above images provides the necessary inspiration, we can always send her a few hundred more...
Sunday 21 February 2021
When you have a load of snow and then it all melts quite suddenly, your human might be tempted to venture out on her bicycle and leave you home alone.
In so many ways, this is never ever a good idea.
Thursday 18 February 2021
Tuesday 16 February 2021
It has come to my notice that in these times of lockdown there is a good living to be had as a fitness trainer, and I am thinking that I might have something to offer in this expanding field.
Tell me, does your human ever struggle to keep up with you when out on walks?
Well I have an infallible method of incentivising mine to get the old cardiovascular system pumping away.
You race well ahead, making like you're chasing a deer or something. You feign deafness, and as your human's shouts become louder and more panic-stricken, you step on the gas.
For sure they will sooner or later be compelled to ignore all those things they learned in puppy school about never ever running after your dog while trying to recall them...
Of course it is important to judge things right so you provide your human with a good workout while not making them so cross that treats are not forthcoming.
Who's for PE with Bertie then? A full body workout - sprinting, frantic arm waving, exercising vocal chords too - guaranteed!
PS Photos taken last week. Our snow has mostly melted now.
Sunday 14 February 2021
Friday 12 February 2021
...and I couldn't be happier!
|The week begins at dawn in Duthie Park|
|Tuesday sees a trip to Dunecht Estate|
|Where I roll in the snow|
|And yet more snow falls|
|I pause for a snack...|
|... while Gail warms up|
|Snow deepens as we reach Dunecht House|
|And I audition for Abominable Snowdog|
|Back home, this is the scene on our street|
|On Wednesday I meet a handsome friend in the park|
|Then pose by the frozen River Dee on Thursday|
|Ice is nice, right?|
|I end the week in a blur of joy!|
Happy Nature Friday friends. I do hope you've been enjoying the weather in your neck of the woods!
Thursday 11 February 2021
Over the years, the pharmaceuticals industry has developed a bad reputation.
And yes, I'm all too familiar with the various criticisms of the way drugs companies operate. Many are valid. But today I wish to take a moment to state my appreciation of the dedicated scientists engaged in researching and developing treatments which genuinely improve length and quality of life for so many.
Why this topic? Why now?
Quite simply, I am beyond thankful that my beloved companion Bertie is sitting on my lap as I type, contentedly resting after a lively two hour romp in the snow, free of any obvious symptoms of the bladder cancer diagnosed back in September last year. At that time I was more or less told to expect the worst, and soon.
But since then, he has confounded expectations in every way that I can think of, and all the evidence points to the Previcox tablets he has been taking once a day ever since his diagnosis being responsible for the improvement in his wellbeing.
Are the tablets a cure? Assuredly not. Have they shrunk the tumour? Just possibly. Is my dog more comfortable and happier than he was six months ago? Most definitely, at least for the moment.
I readily admit that my attitude to pharmaceuticals is biased by my background. My father worked his entire career for Boots the Chemists at their Nottingham HQ, initially as a development chemist and later as a senior manager. It was there that he met my mother, who was working as a Personnel Officer. In later life my mother often said that moving to Nottingham to take the job at Boots was "the best decision I ever made"! Among my father's many fine colleagues was the man credited with 'discovering' ibuprofen (Advil to my friends in the U.S.)
Not everything that happened at Boots was good. Their record on using live animals in research is something we would now condemn. But with the world still in the throes of the Covid-19 pandemic, I also feel the time is right for a word of praise for the experts in chemistry, pharmacology, virology, immunology, genetics etc. who have been working night and day to develop life saving medications and of course vaccines for humans.
And then there is dear little Bertie.
Monday 8 February 2021
Our street (these photos are not black and white)...