Hi I am Smudge. I am the handsome one. Unlike that idiot of a brother of mine I look like a Blue Merle border collie. It is great here at my home at our peak district cottages. In general life is good and apart from having that idiot brother (Blue) around all the time (why did my mistress bring him back with her) and being on a constant diet, things are great. As I am so much better behaved than my brother I tend to get a free range of the 25 acres without been called back every five minutes. I am usually woken up at about 7:00 – 7:30 by my brother barking at something (I don’t suppose even he knows what). Then it is - ‘look cute for the master and mistress’ when they come down and await to see what tit bits we get for breakfast. If I’m lucky I get a few bits of cereal from mistress but she does tend to be mean. I only get fed once a day because my brother will only eat once a day – so I have to suffer. Can’t they give him away or something. Anyhow it is then out for a walk around my estate and into the fields to see what my idiot brother is up to (another mole hill to dig up or a hare or crow to chase). Why doesn’t he chill out a bit.
Once back I need to go round our cottages to check on any scraps left out (why should the birds have them) and to see if anyone has left a door open. You never know they might have left something on the floor for me or their dog may not have finished its breakfast. I have a feeling my mistress warns people about my checks, as I rarely find anything.
Sorry dinner is ready so I need to be off – will complete later