Are we there yet?

That is a question I believe will be running through Fergus' head quite a lot over the next few days.

I will explain.

Last week Murphy and I met up with him for a gentle stroll, during which he told us that every morning on the walk from St Bees to Kirkby Stephen (82 miles don't forget) he was told 'come on Fergus we are going to the beach'.

Fergus is a bright chap (he works for his biscuits unlike some of us) but he told us that he was getting a bit confused when by the end of each day there was no beach to be seen and from the photos I've seen in Mum's book, Kirkby Stephen is pretty well landlocked.

Today he has headed off with the hooman support team for the second stage of the walk: Kirkby Stephen to Robin Hood's Bay.

Now Aunty Debbie is our favouritist person after Mum and Dad, but I have to say I hope there is a beach at the end of these 108 miles or I think young Fergus will be mightily upset.

A Friday present?

Mum was up and out really early this morning to go shopping and came back with something that made Dad question whether she had picked up someone else's shopping.

Of course it was for us.. or should I say they were for us.  A new toy each although they look remarkably the same (Mum says to stop arguments).  She told Dad there was a new shelf of toys at the super market all jumping up and down shouting 'Buy Me'!    

So, she did.  I thought they were great, Murph doesn't look too sure of his though

Lazy weekend

We had a very lazy weekend with our 'van at Bulwick.

Dad said Mum had done very well when she took it to the site on her own last week, but that he might just 'tweek it a bit' when we go back this weekend and put up an awning,

I thought he was very clever and got out of what could have been a very difficult situation by adding that 'tweeking' the 'van would just make it a bit easier for him and not that there was anything wrong with Mum's set up.  (A bit if quick thinking on Dad's part there!)

It was very hot, so we had a lazy Saturday afternoon and had our walk after dinner which was much cooler.  The site was quite busy and there were more dogs to share our dog walk with than we had seen before,  I can't wait until Fergus and the gang are there too and we can reclaim the doggy area for ourselves.

Sunday was cooler so we headed of to Fotheringhay to a craft fair.  Mum wanted to see the ruins of the castle (here's the history bit: Mary Queen of Scots was executed there and Richard III born there apparently) but the guide she looked at said all that was left was a mound of earth and nothing else .... so we gave it a miss!

New blue thing

Mum was away from home all day yesterday busy delivering our 'van to it's summer home (we are heading off to see it tomorrow), shopping and then horse riding.

She came home with a box which she said was for Murphy and Me, but we had to wait until this morning to see what it was.






Dad duly took time out from work this morning to 'put it together' ....







waiting for it to be ready

got a bit more than I bargained for 

got it this time 

finally I'm in the pool!!!!!

Scorchio already!

Phew it's warm and it isn't even lunch time yet.

We were out for another early walk this morning which was lovely, then when we got home Murphy took up his favourite spot in the garden - Mum always says as a puppy he always found the sunny spot.

It;s a tough life for a boy though, all this lying around and looking handsome ...

Then there's me ... just looking gorgeous and ready for anything, if a little scruffy a bit close to the camera!