Its getting to become a bit of a ritual. A walk to a village near us for lunch. This time it was Sheldon. We hadn’t been over to Sheldon for a while so it was a nice surprise. The intention had been to go on a ‘proper’ walk but after we had been taken out for our morning constitutional, around our peak district cottages, with mistress, it was decided that the ground was too uneven and hard to risk going too far afield. Basically mistress wimped out. Ok the ground in places was a bit uneven and frozen but nothing we couldn’t cope with. Master was up for it but not mistress. So as a compromise it was decided to walk over to Sheldon. If the going got too tough for mistress we could turn back. Sheldon is one of those walks where we are allowed off our leads from the start. No roads or anything until Only one minor road to cross until you got to the village. I say no leads but of course idiot brother had to let the collie breed down AGAIN. Master had to put him on his lead as we passed through some sheep. Not to stop him chasing them (he is too scared of them to chase them) but to stop him being an idiot and jumping over a wall with barbed wire on it. Ok sheep can be a bit scary but as long as you keep going and don’t look them in the eye you can to get through them without too much trouble. Bit scarier than cows but not too bad.
The walk was a bit slow as mistress was even slower than normal (talk about dead slow and stop). I must admit even for us the fields were a bit rough on our paws. In other parts the fields were muddy so we turned up to Sheldon looking a bit of a mess. For a horrible moment it looked like we were going to be left outside in the cold while they went into the pub for lunch. Hold on that is hardly fair! We like our creature comforts too (well I do – not sure about idiot brother). Luckily master had just gone in to check that we could go in even if muddy (they usually allow dogs). The bar and games area is all flagstone so no problem. That was lucky. At least we were warm while they had their lunch.
The walk back has what has been named Coronary Hill by one of our guests. Its only a small hill but it seems to slow down mistress and even master. We tend to run to the top then sit there waiting for them. Mistress turns up about 10 mins later puffing and panting. Unfit! After the hill it is only a few fields and we are back home. Unfortunately for idiot brother ‘our’ sheep must have seen us going out so were waiting for us to return. Poor idiot brother had to run all the way round the outside of the field to get back home – idiot.
Have you seen this http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-20614593 ‘teaching dogs to drive’ . Master is thinking of putting idiot brother in for driving lessons. Can you imagine it? I wouldn’t put idiot brother in charge of a dog bowl let alone a car.