And we are in thick and freezing fog in the West Midlands!A beautiful day in Cornwall seeing some of my walking group amigos! We did not walk because ML’s foot is no bueno, but we did the second best thing: lunch in a cafe next to a mining museum. There were even special treats for handsome Spanish gentlemen!
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It is not freezing today - que bien! - but we have thick fog too. The sun went back to Spain after its one-day visit to Cornwall, quizas? I do not mind so much because we are having a siesta on the comfy sofa, Vale, ok, I am having a siesta, ML is catching up on some work on the computer.And we are in thick and freezing fog in the West Midlands!
Muchas gracias, Cath. It is not too bad but she is using her cane again, which means I must be an extra special assistance dog to navigate around the cane. A decir la verdad, to tell the truth, I like the challenge as it makes my walks more interesting!Hope your ML foot is soon better Carbon![]()
You speak the truth very eloquently, amiga Mags. My nose is indeed divine!You have a fabulous gentlemanly nose Carbón!
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Pfft indeed Senor!she called me a foster dog when everyone knew I was no such thing. Pfft!
ALL at once?! A la vez?! The inhumanity! I am so sorry for your sad experience, amiga GGJ. I cannot imagine all my stuffy amigos being washed at once. I do believe my little corazon would just give out and stop beating. You are very strong!Mother wosht awl mine befor Crissmus.
Aye carumba, can you not take Billy and hide him somewhere where your ML cannot find him? I would do that with Monkey, but it is so long between washes that I let down my vigilance and - POW! - that is the day that my ML decides to wash him. She lives life on a whim, I tell you. Unlike myself who is very orderly and logical. Ojala, I will keep trying to train her. It is a long process.Carbon Fren I hear you. Dad sed my Billy Bear is gunna get a barf this week. He smells perfect now so I don't unnerstand
That is INCREIBLE! I am in awe of your moose herd. Que maravilla! However I am relieved that you explained the photo, because I thought your ML was roasting them for dinner and that would be very disturbing. We do not eat our stuffy amigos. Vale, I did have that psychotic break last year and ate Elly's arm, but I regretted it immediately and now Elly has a bionic arm for which I am very grateful and shall never even nibble on. Well, ojala, hopefully.I have SIX WHOLE mooses in my moose herd
Pfft! I DIGEST my sheep poo! That is the only way to enjoy it a second time, if you understand my meaning. But I do feel sorry for that poor dog who had to have an operation. You really have to build up to the Olympic level of poo eating that I am at now. You know this weekend on our group walk, the walking leader saw me having a bit of salad for lunch (aka "grass") during our break and told ML how it was because I had a dodgy tummy and that would make me throw up bile. ML just laughed at him and said, "He's just having a salad, he won't throw up!" . You could tell the man thought ML was silly and did not understand the way of us dogs. But ML understands VERY well the Way of Carbón. I eat my salad and I do not throw up, but of course, claro que si! Never underestimate a highly-trained Labrador digestive system.@Emily_Babbelhund , I heard on the radio that one dog had to be opened up and had 5kg of sheep poo inside it - I thought of Carbon![]()
Can we just check,. You're not supposed to tear stuffies into little bits and spread the fluff everywhere?Aye carumba, can you not take Billy and hide him somewhere where your ML cannot find him? I would do that with Monkey, but it is so long between washes that I let down my vigilance and - POW! - that is the day that my ML decides to wash him. She lives life on a whim, I tell you. Unlike myself who is very orderly and logical. Ojala, I will keep trying to train her. It is a long process.
That is INCREIBLE! I am in awe of your moose herd. Que maravilla! However I am relieved that you explained the photo, because I thought your ML was roasting them for dinner and that would be very disturbing. We do not eat our stuffy amigos. Vale, I did have that psychotic break last year and ate Elly's arm, but I regretted it immediately and now Elly has a bionic arm for which I am very grateful and shall never even nibble on. Well, ojala, hopefully.