Another busy week

Yes, we know we haven't blogged for a week now, but we really have been very busy. Honest.
First of all this lot turned up to reduce the hedge to a more sensible height after the Madwoman's slothfulness let it get out of control.

We offered to supervise, but the Madwoman declined our offer and suggested we might like to spend some time in our crates, out of the way, instead. As our crates are next to the radiator, and being in them involves being plied with tripe sticks and other treats, to assuage the Madwoman's feelings of guilt at us being confined in them, we didn't argue too much.

 

 And then we got dragged off to watch this lot at the annual Whiteleaf archery club's Longbow Championships. The Madwoman was going to participate but the rain was coming down sideways. Can't say we're suprised hardly anyone turned out.

Once we'd got good and soaked spectating, the Madwoman insisted on going for a walk as well. We humoured her for a few yards and then Archie told her that enough was enough. We then spent the rest of the day huddled under fleeces, trying to dry out our ears.

 Although we have raincoats, they do nothing to keep our extremities dry.

And in the few sunny spells between the rain storms we've been catching up on a little sunbathing. Got to make the most of it when it's there!

Party animals

Opening my presents .... It's a tortoise!

A game of Blindwippitt's Buff, using my new blanky ... Angel takes advantage to steal my tortoise

It's my birthday today (I'm eight if you're interested) and if Angel can have can have a whole post to herself when it's her turn, then so can I. Breakfast was followed by a strawberry and after a brief lie-in, the rain held off for my birthday run with lots of balls to chase ... then we came back and after a detour via the butcher's (you'd think the Madwoman would attempt to plan ahead a bit more. She's known now for months that it's my birthday today) to collect some chicken for my birthday tea, I finally got to open my presents. I got a new fleece blanky like Angel's, only a proper butch boy-blue, some stinky sticks (strips of dried tripe. Delicious. You really must try them - but buy your own. I'm not sharing) and a squeaky tortoise. Then we had some party games, including frisbee catching, and one of our favourites, Press the Button, which involves a LOT of treats and running around, so is always good fun. Just time for a nap before tea ... if the Madwoman pulls her finger out and gets on with cooking the chicken for it.