Saturday 27 June 2015

Languishing

No expeditions to Chiltern Open Air Museum for us 
this weekend. Archie cut his paw on Thursday so has been told he has to let it heal up 
a bit before boinging around on it.
So instead we are faced with having to spend the
weekend doing languishing.

Languishing next to the computer.

Languishing in the nasturtiums.

 
Languishing on the Madwoman's pillows

Languishing on the beanbag

Languishing in the sunshine

Languishing in the shade
 
Languishing down the end of the garden

Languishing under a fleece
Languishing in a box of gooseberries

Is that enough languishing yet?
No?


Pffffft.





Wednesday 24 June 2015

Animal alphpabet - W

W
is for




WEASEL *

*after all the kingfisher photos which appeared
earlier in the year, the weasel has become a bit publicity shy and refused to pose, so his cousin the stoat**
is standing in for him

** also known as the short-tailed weasel

Sunday 21 June 2015

Partaaaaaay!


Because no party is complete without us, we were lured into going to a launch party for a book anthology which the Madwoman has had some involvement in. We were bribed with the offer of as many sossidges as we could eat. Except that it turned out that the party was an online one and all the sossidges were virtual ones. Pffft. There is no substance at all to a virtual sossidge.
If we can find the appropriate authority to complain to, we shall be complaining very loudly indeed.

Wednesday 17 June 2015

Wednesday 10 June 2015

Animal alphabet - U

is for




UTTER*

* Almost indistinguishable from the OTTER
The main difference is in the spelling.
And the pronounciation.

Sunday 7 June 2015

Rushed off our paws

Busy doesn't even begin to describe the last fortnight.
The Madwoman has been toiling over the computer day and night till steam has
been virtually coming out of the keyboard trying to finish putting together the anthologies 
which her writing group are publishing soon * 

She has even taken her laptop thingy to bed so she can continue working while the rest of us are trying to sleep.
Next time she tries to put her hand up to volunteer to do
something, we shall make sure that we sit on it.
We have even been pressed into service to pose for pictures to help publicise it.
Fortunately we have managed to insist on a bit of normalcy ... 
here's what we've been up to ...
(we've tried to keep words to a minimum as we're worried the computer
might run out of them after the Madwoman's constant tap, tap, tapping at it)

 
We helped to pick gooseberries.

But we preferred helping ourselves to strawberries

 Our new summer collars arrived.
They were so beautifully wrapped up, the Madwoman said that
it almost seemed a shame to unwrap them.
We ignored her.

We went to the Open Air Museum to show off our new collars
(from Silver Peacock. Nice and soft and lightweight. Perfect summer wear)

We chatted to an Anglo Saxon woman
who was busy weaving trims for clothes.

Very pretty.

Bill the Builder turned up in the middle of the week
to mend the leaky shed roof.
We promised not to eat him in return for a bit of his cake.
We're still waiting for him to keep his side of the deal.

We did our best to try and make Bill's handiwork look even better
by adding ourselves to the shot the Madwoman took for the Dog friendly gardening blog.
A wippitt's work is never done.

* June 21st.
We've been told we have to tell you.**
It's called A Flash in the Pen and is available for
pre-order from Amazon HERE

** Naturally, we normally take no notice of 
anything the Madwoman tells
us to do. 
But she has offered us a bribe of gravy bones if we do.
Which makes all the difference.

Monday 1 June 2015

Animal alphabet - T

Oh dear.
We seem to have missed posting our weekend blog.
It is of course all the Madwoman's fault - but we'll make up for it 
next weekend. We have new collars, daring rescues, parties and 
all sorts of stuff to tell you about. Not to mention Angel's green face - but we're trying not to draw that to the Madwoman's attention just in case she gets the idea of baths into her head ...

In the meantime, here is the next letter in our animal alphabet:

T is for

TORTOISE*

* two of them.
One of each. 
Like us only not as fast.
Or as pretty
Or as smart
Or lots of things ...