This is a hard blog to write... last Tuesday morning we lost our beautiful, funny, fuzzy little Daisy, and I am desolate. She was only 7, and she had leukaemia.
I am fascinated by the different approaches that the dogs have to their walks. Theo is excited by everything – and if something excited him on the previous walk, then
Somewhere between 5.01pm and 5.05pm every day, Daisy will start to bark. It's an occasional "woof", sometimes interspersed with the odd "grrr", designed to attract attention, and it means simply
It is interesting how we all become creatures of habit. The very act of doing something over and over in the same way creates a neurological pathway in our brain,
One of Daisy's self-imposed missions in life is to chase visiting birds from her premises. In our garden, she has plenty of opportunity to indulge this desire as it is the haunt