Me in Foolow
As Tuesday was such a nice day and we had all been working all the weekend it was decided we would all go for a walk. We actually set off from Bolehill Cottages pretty early (well early for mistress) and got to Eyam before the crowds. Mistress was interested to see what the National Trust had done to Eyam Hall since they took over. There didn’t look much change to me although the car park looked to be bigger. No new dog bowls or anything useful. Anyway we set off across the fields towards Foolow where we were allowed off our leads except when master put me on mine when we went through some cows. I don’t think he trusts me not to run off in the opposite direction – as if :wink:. We stopped for lunch in Silly Dale (what a silly name) with views to keep mistress happy. For once we didn’t do too badly out of lunch although I wish master would pack something other than Marmite. I am not a Marmite dog . Smudge of course just wolfs it down. You could give him anything. To finish off the day of course we had to take mistress for her afternoon tea.
Ok I may have put on a bit of weight.
Master seems to have been busy in his study (doing computer things) and jet washing all the outside furniture, woodwork and stonework ready for summer. The courtyard is starting to look a bit more summery but we are still awaiting mistress’s flowers. It is starting to get a bit warmer but everyone is now worried that the fields are not getting any rain. I don’t understand why. When the fields are wet we have to have our feet washed (usually with the hose pipe). So surely it is better without the rain. Someone did mention about not enough grass for the cows. Well that I see as a good thing. No grass, no cows – result!
A bit windswept.
Mistress has just bought me a new mat for the kitchen. Why? Because Smudge wrecked the last one. Not his of course. Mine! I was very partial to that mat. It had that ‘lived in’ feel to it. Now I will have to wear this one in. Well I would if only I could use it. Smudge seems to have commandeered it. I wouldn’t dare go on his mat but he feels right at home on MY mat . I keep staring at him but he doesn’t seem to get the message. The only time I manage to creep onto it is when he hears the food bowl rattling.
Master has introduced a new technology. If you would like to see where we went for a walk have a look at this map. How cool is that?
Waiting at the gate
Its been a bad week this week for food at Bolehill Cottages. We have no four legged friends to play with this week and no owners to feed us. So I am having to live off the meagre rations mistress feeds us on. We have had an Electrician here working with master which gave me some hope. But I think mistress has had a word with him because although I remind him each lunch time that I am hungry, I never get anything. I suppose the good thing is that I must be losing weight and at some point I assume someone will start feeding me again. The bad thing is that I am STARVING :-(.
At least all the snow has now gone and the sun has been out, so we can spend the day outside enjoying the countryside and chasing crows etc. I just wish idiot brother would stop barking at everything and anything. It disturbs my beauty sleep. Just when I settle down for a doze in the sun off he goes. I am sure he does it on purpose.
Higher than mistress
Mistress seems to have taken up a new enthusiasm for cookery. She has been away on a two day course over the weekend and again today she was off doing something to do with cooking. We all await the results with baited breath. Maybe her new found enthusiasm will extend to her cooking something for us. That would be good. Some fresh dog biscuits or a nice steak pie would do nicely – please .
Well at long last the snow seems to be slowly going at cottages (click here) and the spring weather returning. I have even managed a few hours in the courtyard sunning myself. However, I seemed to have spend most of the last week or so helping master to clear bits of snow. We still have a few piles left but nothing like we used to have. I thought it was quite fun but Smudge and master were getting a bit fed up of it.
There used to be a table here!
At long last it was warm enough for us to be taken out for a walk. Well we were up for it weeks ago put master is a bit of a wimp and will only go out if it is reasonably warm. Mistress decided that we would do our Lathkill Dale walk so off across our fields we went. There was still a bit of snow in the wall bottoms and in some of the smaller ‘green’ lanes but in general it wasn’t too bad. The snow of course slowed mistress down to a snails pace so we had to wait for her but in general she kept up. There was a bit of a tricky bit at the beginning where we had to walk through a field with some nasty looking sheep. Now we have learned from previous years that at this time of the year sheep are a bit tetchy (they are not very friendly at the best of times) so I made a very wide berth of them. I tried to get into the next field just in case but mistress called me back.
Me on the bridge to the Bateman’s House
In Over Haddon we stopped for lunch at the Lathkil Hotel (a pub really) where we sat outside in the sun while master and mistress had a beer, sandwich and chips. All we got were a few of the cold chips. Then it was back home across the fields.