Finding the words again.
Can I still write? Could I ever?
I’m still here!
As some of you may be aware life has been a challenge this year. My posts on here have been sporadic… to say the least. And yet -folk still drop…
80 mourners for a 4 year-old and going out with a dance!
So, on the morning of our four-year old grandson’s funeral my car parking abilities were at their absolute best. Unbeknown to me, my brother-in-law had watched it all from the…
A tribute to Daniel, our youngest grandson.
Sometimes life deals you a tragic blow and you are catapulted into a nightmarish existence. A week ago our youngest grandson, Daniel, who was four, was rushed to Leeds…
In which Cesar Milan 2 tries to encourage me to let my greyhound off the lead… kind of!
“Are you going to let her off then?” said Cesar 2. We – Cesar Milan 2, his two dogs, my dog – The Daisy Dog and I were idling our Saturday…
In which I meet Cesar Milan… kind of!
I’m working on a commission, writing about cats. So I’m taking a break from cats and writing about greyhounds on here. In particular, one little lady and her mates. ********************************************************************************************************* So,…
A fistful of sausages: training the Daisy dog.
For a few sausages more I’m hoping my greyhound will be good, not bad and certainly not get us into an ugly situation. I’m out with the Daisy dog on…
On the wild side: treecreepers.
On a recent dog walk the Daisy dog and I wandered by our local river, the Derwent. The moist air made the strands of my hair peeping out from my hat…
