Sunday was a bright and sunny day at our cottages (click here) so it was decided that we would go for a walk over at Hartington (about 10 mins away). Strangely for Hartington we managed to park in the centre of the village (it is usually a busy little place) and set of towards Beresford Dale and Wolfscote Dale. We were let of our leads almost immediately so could go off and explore. Master and mistress tagged along behind. Amazingly Mistress managed to keep up rather than her usually being miles behind and us all having to stop for 10 mins for her to catch up. Master was a bit grumpy to start with as he thought it was too busy. Well it was a bit I suppose, but we soon left the casual walkers behind and headed further into the Dale where it was quieter.
Although it was a bit blowy, at least the sun was out most of the time and we all kept warm. We didn’t even come across any COWS or those horrible SHEEP things. It was all nice and peaceful. Even lunch had a result. Master had packed too many sandwiches so we got quite a few leftovers (from Mistress). Which is more than we usually get.
Now what is he up to
The walk back via Biggin was a bit of an up hill slog but mistress managed it better than usual. I wonder if she has been working out without telling us! When we got back to the car we all expected to have to go through the ‘Afternoon tea’ ritual but to our amazement Mistress decided not to bother (very strange). It was a bit traumatic when we got back home. we had to be washed down. Now I don’t mind too much (as long as the water isn’t too cold) but Smudge makes a real song and dance about it. That just makes it worse .
Master has a new project over in Buxton, a house he is doing up, so I have been over there most days advising him on what a dog needs in a house. No one usually worries about such niceties but at least with me being in at the start I can make sure the little dog luxuries get included from scratch. We are discussing the the garden layout at the moment. Space for playing ball, space for digging, space for sun bathing, space for just chilling out, space for evening walks. Can anyone think of anything else I should get him to include?
Me Chilled Out
Its been a bit of a boring week at our cottages (click here). Great! I love boring weeks! None of this rushing about thing. Just time to snuggle up in a corner and get a bit of shut eye. I did get dragged down town by Mistress but it wasn’t too bad although she reckons I disgraced her. How was I to know we were in a different card shop to normal? How many card shops can there be? I just thought the kind lady was offering me some food (as I used to get in a card shop). Well what else am I suppose to do other then jump up to the counter to take it. I thought I was showing gratitude. As it turns out she was just giving some change to Mistress and it was the wrong shop. A mistake any of us could make.
In the middle of the week Master had a bit of trouble helping move some cows. Instead of asking me to help, he and the farmer decided to do it themselves. There were cows all over the place. I could have sorted them out in seconds but oh no they knew better. Well at least I didn’t have to do a load of running about.
Master seems to keep disappearing off somewhere with a car load of tools. Luckily he tends to take idiot brother with him so I get a nice day of peace. The other advantage is I can do the ‘bonding’ bit with mistress which basically means I get more treats. I presume one day someone will let me know what is going on. Idiot brother got left behind today and he wasn’t happy at all. I assume master has at long last noticed just what a pain he is and left him at home. The bad news was I had to put up with him.
Sunday was a bit miserable at our peak district cottages. Saturday had been a beautiful day, but master and mistress were working in the garden. Anyhow they had promised us a walk on Sunday. But when they at last got up, it was a horribly murky day. Now although I was keen to get out, everyone else (including Smudge) thought it was best to stay at home. So it was decided we wouldn’t go out. Ha! Anyway I settled down for a peaceful day in. Smudge curled up in his favourite spot, master got on with some work and we thought that was it for the day. Then suddenly after lunch it was announced that we were going out. I don’t remember being any part of this discussion and Smudge certainly wasn’t (he was asleep as normal). I should have known as soon as the short leads came out that something terrible was about to happen. Smudge wanted to stay at home but I thought we were going somewhere interesting (will I never learn). It was announced we were going to Chatsworth. That sounded good as there are lots of walks at Chatsworth. Then the most terrifying words to a dog’s ears were heard – ‘Christmas Shopping’. We were going to Chatsworth to go ‘CHRISTMAS SHOPPING’. Apparently there was a Christmas Fair on. Wow! Who cares! Go if you must but please please leave me at home. But – oh no we were dragged along.
Mistress seemed to enjoy it. Master looked as bored as I was. Smudge on the other hand seemed to think Christmas had arrived early. There were lots of food stalls so he was pulling here, there and everywhere to get to the food (someday I must try the old carrot in front of his nose trick and see what happens). Of course with that many food stalls there were lots of scraps left on the floor so Smudge was in heaven. Master got very annoyed with him.
Luckily we went late in the afternoon so it was a lot quieter than it would have been during the day. Even so it was very busy. What is it with people and shopping. I just don’t get the attraction. What is wrong with a nice walk up on the moors. Far more interesting. Of course mistress had to stop for a hot chocolate so we had to hang around while she drank it. Nothing for us (or master) of course. Then there was more SHOPPING. Luckily the entire experience only lasted a couple of hours before we could go home. I have learned my lesson. I am keeping well out of the way till after Christmas!
At long last a nice day and mistress and master not working at our cottages (click here). So we could go out for a walk. About time too. First it was decided we would go to Lathkill Dale. That’s my favourite walk as we don’t have to go in the car. We just walk from home. Then it was decided we would go to Padley Gorge so master could take some pictures (he still fancies himself as a photographer). We both carefully checked to make sure the sandwiches were being prepared (we weren’t going to be fooled again like last week) and made sure they picked up our leads. Then off in the CAR we went. Luckily it wasn’t far – about 10-15 mins. Once there we managed to park at the station at the bottom of the Gorge. We were let off our leads almost from the start which we much prefer. It was a beautiful day and the trees were a wonderful colour which unfortunately meant both master and mistress were forever stopping to take photographs. Master decided we would go up the trickier part of the gorge, nearer to the water, which we thought was great fun(scrambling up boulders etc) but mistress found it hard going. She had to do her usual trick of sliding down steep bits on her bum which is always entertaining.
However, the most entertaining part of the walk was when master tried to get into the middle of the gorge to take a photograph. He slipped and very nearly fell in the water. Luckily he managed to grab a rock before he went in. I went over to see if I could help but he had managed to scramble back. Of course idiot brother just sat and watched.
Lunch time was good. Lucky for us master had packed too many sandwiches so there was some scraps left over for us. After lunch we walked back along a route we hadn’t taken before. Of course mistress got lost and master, with his sat nav, wasn’t much better. Why they don’t tell us where they want to go and leave it up to us I don’t know. Anyhow luckily we got lost almost back at the beginning of the walk. So after a short while we stumbled back on to a track along the gorge we had used on a previous walk.
Waiting for Lunch
Mistress was so full, after her lunch time snack, that she didn’t even want afternoon tea. Which was a bit strange. So we went straight home. It turns out that the walk was only 4 miles. Its just that they made such a meal of going up the gorge it took us (I mean them) ages. Anyhow it was a very enjoyable day out and even idiot brother behaved himself – for once.
Me being BORED Stiff
Sunday started off as a beautiful warm day at our cottages (click here). Mistress took us out for our morning constitution and then we sat around wondering if we would be taken out for a long walk. One of mistresses friends is staying with us so we assumed we would go on a nice easy walk. The leads came out – that was good. So we got all excited and headed for the car. What we had failed to spot was that a) we hadn’t packed a picnic (bad news) and b)master had picked up our short leads ( not our long walking leads) – bad. The journey started well we headed in a direction we are used to. Then suddenly we turned into a GARDEN CENTRE. Well we thought maybe it is just a bit of retail therapy for mistress. She does need her garden centre fix every now and then. Maybe a little wait and we would be off for our walk. After about an hours and a half later they all returned and we set of again. This time we stopped at Cromford where we often go for a walk. Out we jumped eager to get going only to be dragged to the SHOPS. We hung around outside for hours, with master, who looked as bored as we did. Ok we did get the odd person coming along to give us a fuss but even still it was boring. At last we moved on and after only about 10 mins we came to some more shops. This time it really was bad. Mistress and her friend were in one shop for ever. Even master was getting fed up. Then when all the shopping was over we just walked back to the car. Walk! What Walk.
My Best Side
Smudge has been at it again. Whenever he sees a cottage door open he sneaks in to see if there is anything to eat. He usually gets chased out but every now and then he manages to find something interesting. He has even taken to nicking bread off the outside tables that has been left out for the birds by guests. Master keeps having strong words with him but he seems oblivious. One of these days he is going to get into major trouble. Then we will probably both be in for it.