Showing posts with label lead. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lead. Show all posts

Sunday, 8 November 2015

Puzzlement


I can never work out why I am always kept on a lead around sheep.

Can you?

Thank you for all your kind messages following last week's post. I'd better let you know that Gail took me to the vet on Thursday morning, although both my paw and my cough were feeling a bit better by then. Actually, 'cos I got all excited at the vet, I had a major bout of coughing  and I did notice the vet raised his eyebrows in quizzical fashion when Gail claimed the cough was "almost gone". Anyway, we came away with a 'precautionary' packet of antibiotics and I am almost back to my normal bouncing self.

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

Durris: one wood, two stories...



You know what?

It turns out that I am not the only AWGV* working on the VisitWoods project. And possibly not even the cutest.

Meet wee Kate.
She came along to Durris Forest with her Mum Cathy, who, like Gail, is an 'official' Web Guide Volunteer.

Kate seems very keen and intrepid. While I was patiently posing by the entrance to the wood... 

... young Kate was off and away exploring the forest tracks all by her ownsome, well equipped with her smart ladybird backpack and integral hood.
 

It is a most enticing place, for dogs and humans. 

Now there are two versions of why Kate is here being held high in the arms of her Mum, and I am skulking in the background.

My story is that I ran up to wee Kate, jumped on her and barked loudly, simply to warn her to keep clear of the oncoming forestry vehicle, so she didn't end up looking like a companion to Flat George.

Gail's story is that (and yes she actually said these words when we got home) "Bertie you were being such a brat, getting all excited and scaring the poor little girl over and over again. Really, Kate was very brave, and Cathy most tolerant and gracious about your appalling behaviour. You need to learn how to conduct yourself calmly around little humans. Nobody would ever believe that you spent the first two months of your life in a household with five young children. I'm quite ashamed of you. And you are usually so well behaved when we go out for hikes. Whatever happened? No wonder Cathy in the end decided to lift her precious daughter safely out of reach. You'll be staying on a short lead for the whole walk next time."

Gosh Gail did go on. 

Whose version do you believe?


*AWGV - Assistant Web Guide Volunteer