Holidays with the dogs, plus lizard of course.

Last Sunday was the last day of a long holiday for the dogs, Bobbi and Jezzie, and for the lizard, Jeff.  They went back to their home, which was a bit confusing for a start, but they all settled in quickly.   Home is always the best place, even for animals.

Emma, Steve, Jackson and Isabel had been travelling, to Adelaide, Australia.   A short holiday for them, but a very exciting and enjoyable one.   We enjoyed hearing about all their adventures.

Jezzie went to the grooming parlour, in order to have a shampoo and trim.   She came out looking very pleased with herself, and with lovely soft white fur.   A week of walking in the muddy woods dimmed the white colour a bit.

Spring has arrived, even though most days are gloomy.   The smaller trees, have burst into green leaves.

My new pink wellingtons, which after two weeks are no longer bright pink, but more of a muddy pink.   My last boots started leaking  which of course meant they were useless in the mud and water.  I really liked them too.   They had a duck pattern over them and were very comfortable.  They cost me only £5.  Very cheap, which is why they developed holes, no doubt.   But my new pink boots are equally as comfortable, but very much more expensive.

A morning walk in Danson Park, with Walter, Karen and her father, Leslie, and then coffee with Judy, and her dog, Scrappy.   We were very pleased to stop for coffee, as it was a cold and wet start to the walk.   Luckily the cafe was half way around the lake.  Time to dry out and warm up.

What else can dogs do on a cold, grey morning, but curl up together on a warm rug.

Jeff enjoying a little sun in the conservatory.   Of course the doors were closed, on the lounge side and on the garden side, as we certainly did not want Jeff to escape out into the wild of our back garden, nor have two dogs attack him in the house.

Walter, Jezzie and Bobbi trying to find a path through the mud, at Shorne Woods.

Walter, Leslie and I lined up for a photograph.  Bobbi looked for fish in the water.  And while we were busily having our photograph taken by Karen, Jezzie snarled at a small dog on a lead, and the owner was not impressed, and told us that we should have our dogs on leads.   Eh, no other dogs were on leads either.  I could feel the aggression oozing out of the owner of the dog, and the poor dog on the lead.  Say no more.

We loved this poodle/?   It was beautifully groomed, and so fluffy.   It bounced around everywhere.   Jezzie loved playing with her.

I will miss my walks with the dogs, even though it was often a struggle in the mud, but I feel so much fitter and have even shed a few kilos.   They were also great company, with their funny little ways.  Looking forward to their next visit.