2nd April 2017 - Sammy meet-up in Hatfield Forest

Me and Brae met up with some uvver Sammy's in Hatfield Forest

As you can see we was havin a larf ROFL-ing all over the place (Brae did a funny joke about blowing off)....titter...titter

We is finking there were 26 doggies all borking at the same time

It looks like a load of sheepsees being taken for a walk, apart from the idiot going in the wrong direction.

Tylor, Brae, Zeena, Dexter, Skye, Bonnie, Clyde, Hiro, Cooper, Oscar, Mishca, Blizzard, Alaska, Loki, Maya, Felix, Nala, Hatchi, Simba, Sam, Bear, Kayto, Niko... cant remember the rest

It looks calm doesn't it?

Me, Brae and Dad are in this picture somewhere. The giant fluffer in the front should have been called 'Bear' cos he looked like he had eated too much honey.

Aww, it was all a bit fluff-tastic.

Brae Soft Shadow does a scratching

A rose amungst the forns

4th March, 26km Lewes and South Downs Hike

Days hike from Lewes taking in the South Downs Way

Brae was still sleepy when we arrived

This is a picture of a hill fing that we was climbing. If you look really hard you can see ........erm..............the....................ummm..................wind.

This is my handsome bruvver Brae. In his head there is a little ball bearing that goes round and round and round. When it stops, he has an idea - today it never stopped going around so he never finked about anyfing

A Braes-eye view of Newhaven looking from a hilltop in Lewes

This is my good side

This is Braes 'chubby side'

We was finking of doing a run down the hill - but it was a long way back up again - so we finked we would stay here instead and sniff out dads sarnies.

Sometimes we have to pull dad up the hills.

Brae is giving you a cheeky chappie smile - he was quite grubby at this stage and needs to make a visit to the dishwasher.

Me n Brae was too busy larfing cos Wilson looked like him has a bush growing out of his back.

The Master of the Walk crafted this delightful map so we didnt get lost (more than once)

Feb-March Walking break in the Shropshire Hills

Our stay in the wonderful  Shropshire hills at this dog friendly Hotel

This is a pub fing where dad did getted beer and food, and a bed and we did snooze on the floor.

It is called the Castle Hotel in Bishops Castle.

We did get well dirty and dad did have to throw Brae into a stream to get clean, Brae did get the wusk cos he does a frighten of water that may have angery pelicans hiding under the surface. I has no fear of angery pelicans so I did a swim in the water until the dirt did wash away.

This is the tricksy path that leads to the wartyfall at the end - Brae did a wun away in the wrong direction.

Once he had got is direction-a-scope working properly he did change into some sort of mountain goat.

We has discovered that Brae likes the snow wewy much.

I did shutted my eyes cos Brae was going to do a roly-ploly in the heathers and I didnt want to be embarrassed at his idiotness.

I was standing like a noble prince in the snow

Brae was getting ready to lay one of his special eggs - so he had to make a snow-nest

School chidlers had been this way throwing all their ham samwiches about so I did gobble them up like a little hoover

This post was sticking out of the ground with some words on it... erm..... just sayin

 Then I did a Bork

The countryside was as flat as and pandacake on this side of the Edge. Major somebody-or-anuvver did a leap off of here  .............  Twit

Me and Brae  discovered that long grass is good for hiding in - but it is only as good as the amount of time you can keep a Bork hidden inside you.

Brae is a dirty little *@&%er

A smoll amount of dirt did getted stuck to my fur too

So we went to Much Wenlock to show the luverly peoples our dirt

We is being a 2-headed monster

It was so peaceful on top of the hills

 Then I did a Bork

Brae is in the pub

We is in the pub

Brae is a sleep

And this is us being really happy and our weeks worth of climbing fings (ps.. Brae is not being attacked by a blue sneck)

Sunday 5th Feb, 15k circular hike from Cow Gap to Eastbourne pier

The rain stopped so we drove to Beachy Head for a circular walk starting at the Kiosk where the South Downs Start.

This sign was trying to do us a frighten by tellin us to stay away from the cliff edge..... pfft, we bork in the face of perilous precipices and decided to have a wee on it.

AAAARRRRGGGG a one eyed monster. arf...... not really, it is my bum with the wind blowing it a gooden.

Brae was having a peek over the edge. I wasn't cos it gives me vertigo or sumfink

These limpets was playing a game of hidey-seek. I did find them and telled them they were rubbish at this game  and they should find somewhere else. I did wait a long time for them to move

We is in the sea again, Brae is getting braver and braver, soon he will be the master of the sea like I is.

We is looking like identrical twins - cept Brae is wearing his bat mask so you don't get confused.

Brae did say a funny joke about having a little toot in the sea. I finked it was funny so I larfed until my teef rattled.

We was climbing the cliffs.

Brae said he wanted to be a seagull and fly to the pier.

We is in Helens Lady Garden.... arf....arf

Iffin you has bi-cronic eyeses you can see Brae flying around Beachy Head.