I knew it all along.....

Friends, before I tell you more about my holiday in Germany, there's something I want to get off my chest.

Now please don't think I'm being ungrateful when I remind you that I am not always allowed to accompany Gail on her ventures abroad.

Far too often in fact, I am abandoned in favour of her bicycle, and when I suggest it might be possible to adapt her bike so I could come along too, I get a curt response along the lines of:

"Oh don't be ridiculous Bertie, that is not a practical suggestion at all."

Well I would like to introduce you to Elvis, whom I met yesterday morning in the historic town of Landsberg am Lech.

Yes, your eyes are not deceiving you. Elvis is a fox terrier, and could even be my twin.

And very comfortable he is looking too in his eminently practical two wheeled pedal transport.

So now that we are all agreed that there are no longer credible reasons for leaving me behind on ANY future vacations, I'm happy to tell you all about what a fine time I'm having with Michael and Renate in Bavaria.

The sun has been shining, and there are lots of lovely places - old towns, lakes, parks, forests - to explore hereabouts. 

The local restaurants are dog friendly, and back at their apartment Renate and Michael are generous with both treats and sofa space.

 

In fact, I feel so comfortable here (and with all the horrid Brexit goings on back home), I am seriously considering applying for pawlitical asylum.

"More irritating than the midges"

Yes. I know you won't believe it, but that's how Gail's friend Michael described me last night.

You will want to hear my side of the story, I'm sure.

You know how exciting it is when you have visitors. This week Michael and his two grandsons are here in Aberdeen for a wee holiday. I was instantly attracted to Michael. He's one of those humans who insists on wearing shorts and sandals all the time in the summer, even in Scotland! It's rare I get the opportunity to lick so much exposed human flesh. Irresistible.

Surely, he should find it flattering that I pay him so much attention? But apparently not.

And worse.

We all went out for a hillwalk yesterday.

Once we escaped the midges in the trees at the bottom, we were having a fantastic time. Well at least until we reached the summit.


Michael and the boys climbed up the rocks to the very top to eat their lunch.

And Gail totally refused to lift me up the big rock to join them

It seems that Michael and the boys are too selfish to share their picnic.

I can tell you, when we came to some more rocks, Michael was VERY LUCKY I did not push him off....

And bearing in mind what he said about me and midges later, I wish I had!

(Gail says I should be grateful to be taken on such interesting outings, and need to learn that not all humans are fond of having their legs licked and their sandwiches nicked. But that can't be right, surely?)