Dang, 'Shoes - you - ate - lick - a - ment'.

Tylor ruptures cruciate ligament.

Here is my sexy leg 24 hours after TPLO Surgery

In a TPLO (Tibial-plateau-levelling osteotomy) procedure, the Tibial Plateau, the portion of the tibia adjoining the stifle, is cut and rotated so that its slope changes to approximately 5 degrees from the horizontal plane. This prevents the femur from sliding down the slope of the tibial plateau when the dog puts weight on its knee. A crucuate ligament rupture does not repair on its own - so surgery is the only option.

I am expected to regain a very active and athletic lifestyle with no post-operative complications and without the need for any long-term pain relieving medication. 

In the meantime I will do some zzzzeds

this is me doin a zed at a train station

This is me doin a zed as a push-me-pull-you

 In the meantime, my Bomper Bruvver Brae will be doing my regular exercise for me as I am only allowed 10 mins lead time per sesh.

Here is dads bill for this phase of the procedure - he says I'm worth it

14th April - Jevington, Seven Sisters and Friston Forest 27km hike - Clockwise

First hot day of the year

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Me and Brae were waiting in the car for everybody to turn up. Brae couldn't help letting out a little BORK, I just did a blep.

After the first hill, we was happy to find a pond in the sky. 

Brae finked you would like to see his belly - not sure if even him knows where that is...!

I is not flaked out, I is just doin an enjoy with my white fur and soft grass

This is the famous Beachy Head - just anuvver hill to me and Brae.

nonetheless, we both enjoy the view

We is always at the back cos dad keeps doin a stop to take the piccies. It takes about half a flippin mile to catch up again, specially when you are walking at Braes pace.

This is a charming picture of mine Floopy. one is for listenin backwards, the other is for listenin sidewards.

The cloud crashed into the cliff and burst all its droplets over the grass.

Me and Brae is doin a contemplate - we is contemplating whether we can be arsed to walk up anuvver hill

Ahh... a light stack - hold the phone.... some dogsbody has eated all the food.

We is havin a cruise through the abandoned samich boxes.

Don't look at Braes fat-belly-gut-bucket, look at the Lifeguards cottages behind - this is after all a cultural blog.

The lonely walk through Friston Forest gives Brae the chance to ponder a while. Brae is finkin what ponder means.

We walked in a clockwise motion cos we didn't want to go back in time.

3rd March 25km Penshurst to Hever circular hike

Big walks every 6 weeks

We left Southborough in the snow. Brae gettid cross, cos he is rubbish at playin hidey-seek in the snow

Brae really, really, REALLY, REALLY, really, really luvs the snow. He has got his bestest cheesy grin on him face

We was tracking the abdominal snow man or somefink - Dad said it was up here somewhere so Brae put his scaredy pants on.

Huzzzar - its me tasting the air wiv my tung

We did a trip-trapety-trip over this Ogre's bridge - the little doggy wiv the coat on must have got eated by the ogre cos we never spied it again.

Huzzar... its me again..................erm.........................tasting the air wiv...................erm ......................my tung.. (dammit, I fink I said that once already)

We is dirty little mongrels (well Brae is), I is a dirty little purebreed.

Check out my tidy butt....

That's it - worn out for anuvver day.

We might have walked a little something like this.

7th October 2017 - 27k Hike incorporating Seven Sisters

The South Downs are always worth a visit

This is the Cuckmere (we calls it Snakey river cos it looks like some kind of wriggly serpent) - Brae is averting his eyes cos he doesn't like worms very much 

It was wewy windy and Brae was drawn to the cliff edge like a giant magmet

The Seven Sisters are a beautiful coastline (that's what dad says) - I was finking that there had better be food at the end of this....

Brae doesn't think about much (other than food) but I could hear his head whirring and he was heckin perturbed about having to walk up at least anuvver four hills

This is what I was looking at behind us - I didn't tell Brae that the rain was-a-coming

Circular route fingy

12th September 2017 - 23km Snowden hike

Todays the day that we take a little trot off to conquer that little ole mountain they call Snowden.

Up the Miners Track and down the Pyg Track

You has got to start with a good breakfast of sossages, sossages, sossages. We luved the Chef here cos he kept bringing us sossages - The Groes Inn

Our starting point on the A498 added an extra 3 km onto the hike

Miners Track past Llyn Teyra

We stopped for a cooling dip in Glaslyn before we scrabbled up to the Zig-Zag path.

Brae said he wanted to drink the whole reservoir up cos it was so tasty. I didn't tell him that I had a wee in it...arf arf..

Up there somewhere.. there is the summit with a normous great dragon huffing smoke everywhere

We eventually reached the triangulation fing on top of the mountain that was perched precariously up in  the clouds.

Better give dad some credit too - he is the geezer in the blue jacket and the backpack full of stuff..

We is bein chased by a load of zombies that looked like they were dying.

Zig-Zag path down across Glasyn and Llydaw. Brae did a big BOORK here but it blew away in the wind. 

This is the easy peasy part of the Pyg Track that is supposed to go down the mountain. Looks more like it is going back up iffin you ask me.

Dad spotted a pub in the distance, so we had to walk fast cos he had a magnificent thirst on

Up and down the mountain via these routes.

A bonus picture of our mum