Derwent Dams, Vets and Snowdrops – Blue

Its Mine!

Its Mine!

We have had quite an exciting week this week. Our cottages (see cottages) are full for half term and we have plenty of friends to play with and show around our grounds. On Sunday afternoon we actually got taken out for a few hours. We were taken up to Derwent Dams to see the water coming over the dams. It was quite impressive even if a bit noisy. We were hoping to go to the Dam buster exhibition in the West Tower but unfortunately we got there too late so we just walked around the dam. We also dropped by to see the Ladybower ‘plug hole’ which of course we couldn’t see as there is a wall in the way.  I wasn’t allowed to jump up on it to see what was going on but Mistress was impressed.

Not to sure about this

Not to sure about this

On Tuesday we got taken to the vets for our annual check-up and booster jab. Now I now most dogs don’t like the Vets but I don’t mind. They are always very kind and we sometimes get given a treat. The other thing is I love to see masters face when he finds out how much the visit has cost. We are worth it though. Well I am. I am not so sure about Smudge. Smudge is not too keen on the vets as we always get weighed and he always gets told he is over weight which means he gets put on ‘another’ diet. I don’t know why mistress bothers as all he does is go begging food from our guests.

Me in the Ashbourne tunnel

Me in the Ashbourne tunnel

Today we were taken to see the snowdrops at Hopton Hall (near Carsington). Well we thought we were going to see the snowdrops  but it turns out they don’t allow dogs in the gardens, so we had to stay in the car. Mistress enjoyed the snowdrops. After Hopton Hall we went off to Ashbourne for the rest of the day. AGAIN we got left in the car while they went off for lunch. At least when they got back we were taken for a walk through the Ashbourne tunnel and along the Tissington trail for a few miles. I suppose it wasn’t too bad a day in the end.

Even I have to sleep some times

Even I have to sleep some times

 

A walk on Curbar Edge – Smudge

Me on Curbar Edge

Me on Curbar Edge

For once Master wasn’t working all day in one of our cottages (Bolehill Cottages) and actually had time to take us out for a walk. It seems like months since we were last taken out. Anyhow on Sunday it was announced we would go for a short walk. Mistress decided that as it was such a nice day we would go for a walk along Curbar Edge. When we arrived it was a bit busy but as we walked along the edge it got busier. We, therefore, had lots of friends to chat to and get acquainted  with.  However, Master got grumpier and grumpier and in the end declared that he was going home. “Hold on a minute we have only been out for 30 mins or so. I thought we were going for a walk.” As usual he got his own way and we had to turn back to the car. On the way home, however, he suggested that we go for a walk down in Lathkill Dale. A few people had reported that it was flooded and it would be interesting to see how bad it was.

Me in Lathkill Dale

Me in Lathkill Dale

So we parked at the car park and walked down the hill.  Before we got to the dale we met up with a couple of friends who live on the way down. Teddy (a Scotty) and been very ill so we enquired how he was doing. Apparently he had had dog meningitis (whatever that is) but was slowly recovering.

Once we go to the bottom of the hill we turned right to head up the dale but after about a mile we came across the flooding. It had flooded up over the path and we would have to go up the bank to get past it. It all looked a bit muddy and wet to me. Although master declared it wasn’t difficult to get round, luckily it was decided that we would walk back down the dale and on to Conksbury  Bridge and then up the hill back to the Lathkil Hotel (a pub).  The river was very high all the way back. At the cascades you could hardly tell where some of them where. Usually you can walk out onto them but not at the moment (or at least I wasn’t going to try). When we got to Conksbury bridge we turned up the lane and then across the fields to the pub where master and mistress had a sandwich and a cake. Nothing for us though. At least they ate outside with us rather than the usual of just leaving us outside in the cold. As it turned out it wasn’t such a bad day and mistress did enjoy her cake.

Me trying to get mistress to catch up

Me trying to get mistress to catch up