Its not been a good week this week at Bolehill Cottages (click here). Master and Mistress’s friends came to stay. That is always bad news as he is allergic to dogs. How can anyone be allergic to dogs. Doesn’t make sense. What if dogs were allergic to humans? No one would care! Anyhow this inevitably means that we are banned to the kitchen in the evening and if they go out in the car we have to stay at home.
The week started OK as we had a picnic on the Sunday evening at one of mistress’s favourite spots. Someone even remembered to bring along a chew for us. Amazing! It has only taken 9 years for Master to figure out that we would rather like to join in the picnic. The spot overlooks the Magpie Mine and Sheldon village so mistress always likes it there. After that the week went down hill rapidly.
Tuesday was supposed to be a walk but because of a few spots of rain they all decided to go to Lyme Park instead. Great. It is a National Trust property so they don’t like dogs. So another day ‘Home Alone’ with just Smudge as company. At least they were not too late back but then disappeared off for dinner in the evening leaving us yet again ‘Home Alone’. The next day was better as it was decided that we would all be going for a walk. Its a lot better when we go off for a walk with their friends as we go of with the men leaving Mistress and her friend behind.
Its amazing how much fun it is not having to stop every few minutes to ‘admire the view’. Of course every few miles we had to stop for a while to let them catch up but at least we could find an interesting spot to stop. We (they) all had lunch at a nice little pub in Mapleton and then we walked back along the River Dove to the car. As it was such a nice afternoon and mistress is always partial to an ice cream when the sun is out it was agreed that we would all meet up at the cafe in Monyash for an ice cream. Unfortunately by the time we got there it was tipping it down with rain and we had to abandon the ice cream, much to mistress’s disappointment, and head back home.
Oh I nearly forgot. When we were walking between Ilam and Mappleton we came across a field of cows. OK nothing unusual about that, but this lot were not dairy cows and had a bull and calves with them. Now I am very wary of cows on their own but this combination just sounded like trouble to me. Anyhow before I could disappear Master had grabbed me and put me on my lead and handed the lead to his friend. As we knew mistress’s friend was a bit wary of cows (can you blame her) it was decided that master would go first with Smudge to draw the cows attention. Smudge being a bit stupid agreed to this plan. Rather him than me. Anyway as soon as they spotted Smudge they went loopy. Now Smudge is used to our cows that are a well trained, docile bunch (in general). This lot were not. They didn’t react the same way as our cows and instead of backing off when he barked at them they charged forward. Smudge had to run for his life with 30-40 cows chasing him all over the field. In the end of course he gave them the slip (even Smudge, with his weight problem can outrun a cow). But instead of getting out of the field as quick as he could (as I would have done) he came back to master. This seemed to infuriate them all again so they started chasing him again. By now most of us were across the field and at last master instructed his friend to let me off my lead. I was gone. You couldn’t see me for dust. Up and over the style before the cows could even notice me. The others quickly joined me and the cows went off to annoy someone else.