Tuesday, 30 May 2017
27th May 2017 Visit to the sea side cos it was wewy wewy hot.
Dad said wait for us......... Brae said bugger orf and was like the wind.
I did stick my tung out cos it felt good
I stopped to give the Birds Foot Trefoil a sniff (not cos I likes flowers)
I didn't wait about for anydogsbody ......I was 'In like Flint'
Loverly, loverly sea-water.
All these flowers had throwed themselves over the cliffs - I did weep for them, Brae did wee on them
Brae was doing a disguise as chalk and pebbles, I was doing a disguise as a fluffy...............erm ........................Sea urchin
Brae eventually gettid in the sea
I telled Brae that there were Sea Enemys in the water, so he got the wusk and walked on the stepping stones
Then he did get brave and bobbed about again
We finded a river that was much more to Brae's liking
Tuesday, 2 May 2017
Look at them loverly Blue-bellies - Brae is hanging around cos he likes the pungent waft of pleasant country air from the woods ......
This is mum - she did have her hair done and has taken it out in the first May shower for a walk.
Wun free, Brae my little fat friend
Oh No. I has been mezmerized by the fragrance of the Blue-bellies... Brae has tuned into a blurrr.
We is gonna conker them rocks big time
Awww him looks so cute
Brae is finking.....nuff said.
Brae is doing dad a frighten by scaling this perilous precipice. I is helping to calm dads nerves by checking the wind direction wiv my tung.
Ready for my 'Leap of Faith'
Brae finks he should be called the 'Master of Disaster' simply cos he did climb this rock - hold on pupper - you has got to gobble-up at least one floor to get this title.
Jeskyns Park Sammy Meet - Just 7 Sams this time
Gizmo, Gregory, Skye, Dexter,...erm...dunno... Brae and Tylor
Brae was last in this wunnin race - he was bein too cool to wun
Sombody shouted "SQUIGGLE" so them all legged it - cept me cos I is obedient.
AAARRRGGG.. I did finded a swamp that was trying to swallow me up
See if you can guess which one is me....clue might be in the color of my trowsers.