Weekend afternoon, Scotland, late February

I don't want to watch the rugby, I just want a cuddle.

By the way, fellow pups, please be careful whom you cuddle. Not all humans are deserving of your affection...

Cuddle your pet

I find it incomprehensible, but apparently people are getting upset because one of the big UK energy suppliers sent an email to customers telling them if they were worried about the cost of heating their homes this winter they should try cuddling their pets. Or eating porridge. 

Both suggestions seem excellent ones to me, and regarding the cuddling proposition, I would like to demonstrate to my canine (and feline?) friends a variety of possible options to help keep your human warm. 

Oh, and if sitting on laps is not your thing, why not take your human for a brisk walk, ideally off leash so you can run on ahead, ignoring their calls. They will be well warmed up by the time they've exercised their sprinting muscles to chase after you at speed, and if you repeat this several times, your human will not cool down again until long after you've returned to your chilly home.

I expect my friends will have other helpful suggestions on this topic. Please do share!

Home sweet home

Cuddles and ear scritches are all very well…

…but I am absolutely going to insist on a visit to the bar at Inverness railway station very soon.

(We all knew these so-called "cycling trips" were just a front, didn't we?)

PS Can you believe Gail is now making rude comments about my personal hygiene and saying I must have been doused with some special "antidote to kennel odour" spray before I was released from Fairways Pet Haven...

Happy days!

Oh I am so glad that Gail is now working fewer hours.

More time for exploring...

for kisses and cuddles…

and for quiet contemplation...

Life is good!

Relaxation time with Bertie

And wasn't it nice of Marie-Thérèse, to let me decorate her smart black dress with a few of my extra-special wiry fox terrier hairs....?

(Not that we WFT's shed much, I hasten to add. Oh no. We are very nearly perfect.)

Nice people and broken dog flaps

I am just taking a wee break from intensive preparations for next Monday's canine science lecture (it's Quantum Physics - you need to be there....) in order to tell you about a couple of my extra specially nice human friends.

First and foremost is Marie-Thérèse, who lives with us here in Gail's home while she is writing up her PhD thesis, and is, much more importantly, chief purveyor of absolutely the best cuddles going. She doesn't want me to show her face (although it is a very agreeable one) but I think you get the idea.

Secondly there is Clare, who loves to play, and always ignores Gail when she says "oh don't wind him up that's the last thing we need!" On Sunday she left me a great new toy. It was meant for me, wasn't it Clare?

(In case you are wondering, the fragments you see dimly on the far right of the photo above are the chewed remains of my dog flap. A new one has been ordered, meanwhile it is a little cold and breezy in our 'conservatory', although that doesn't matter 'cos the few plants are all dead anyway, some humans just have brown fingers I guess...)

Well that's all I have time for today. Of course I have lots more friends and and I'll tell you about them in some future post. Meanwhile, back to the physics equations. See you on Monday!