B(ramblings)

Teri terrier, brought up in Edinburgh now enjoying life in Argyll. Likes running, games and MyPeople. Member of the #BTposse.
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Friday, 20 March 2015

Hello. Now what was all that eclipse stuff they were all excited about today? It was just a bit dark, like when it rains but without the wet. Peoples are strange. Even MyPeople. I get excited about walkies and sniffs. Here's one of my favourite walkies and it's got plenty of sniffs.

You start off at my house, but if you don't live there you can take the path up the side of the Tigh and Truish http://www.tigh-an-truish.co.uk, you can go there later for some refreshments. Follow the path up the lane, through the gate on the right and into the field (Bunny sniffs, actual Bunnies!) be careful though, sometimes there are cows.  I'm not allowed to play with cows, or sheeps *sadface*. Cows are too rough, sheeps are too silly.
Now when you get to the top of the field you'll have to do whatever you do, I favour *bigwinsomeyeface*,  to get your people to come with you and not stop and look at the view.



view

Me.
Demonstrating bigwinsomeyeface.
No competition whatsoever






Once you've managed them past that hurdle it should be fun, fun, fun all the way down to the sea. Just a teeny word of warning, peoples are mostly heavier than dogs. Mine are, even the thin one. Last time we went I almost lost one of mine because she was soooooo busy looking at that view she didn't see me pick the best way to go. And she got stuck. In the mud. Hehe. Actually was a bit worried I'd have to go back and get my other one to rescue her. You can see my concern, here.







So, if you get past all of that. THE SEA. It's called Puilladobhrain which the peoples say means "pool of the otter". Peoples love otters, they even say I have an otter face. The cheek! They have BT faces. And I bet peoples wouldn't be so keen to have them in the house. Very bitey. And scratchy. And stinky. They eat fishes all the time. To think peoples call me stinky if I've been in the sea or eating fishiness.
One time there was a big dead fish. But I wasn't allowed to eat it or shake it. Peoples can be mean.

a big dead fish similar to the one I wasn't allowed to eat. I couldn't eat this one either






There's always good stones and splashes. I love both, especially splashing after stones. Peoples might take their boots off and have a splash too. They're not so keen on stones though. I don't think they have the right sort of mouths.  In the summer there are boats, this one's broken now and doesn't go away.






When you're finished splashing you can either go back the way you came and to the pub for a drink, or  follow the path across the mudflats (be careful if you weigh more than me), heading towards the wire fence. Turn left across the soggy field  and up the hill with the big rock on your right and go through the gate. Make sure you close it after you, there may be sheeps.  There's another field, go through that and through another gate and up the path. Follow the path, and it'll take you back down to the lane by the side of the pub. Your peoples will need to put you on your lead on the path because there's a place where sheeps live.
After that you can go to the pub for a drink and a biscuit.

I'll wag if I see you.





Monday, 9 March 2015

Hello there

A little bit about me......

I'm two and a half years old and was born on a farm just outside the town of Hawick in the Scottish Borders. I never knew my pa but I spent my first months with my ma, grandma, sisters and brothers. My first human Ian looked after me really well and I loved him a lot. He made sure I was used to lots of things and took me into town in the car when I was tiny which was just as well because my new people lived far away in Edinburgh. I cried the first night but my new people (who are now My People) loved me very much and I soon settled in.
I got to know all the good parks in Edinburgh, my favourite was Blackford Hill, plenty of good sniffs there. Sometimes I went back to Hawick but my mum was never very friendly; I had good fun with my sis who still lived at home though.







Me and my sis, I'm the hairy one


On Blackford Hill



























I've had lots of adventures, I've been under the sea in a train and over it on boats. And in one of these:

On the Ile de Re


There were nice dogs there
Terrier dancing with a German friend (me the hairy one again)
but the rules were mean
 and I'm never allowed one of these 

But I do love a beach. Which is good because now I live right by the sea. And there's a boat, so I'll be getting my own life jacket.


Not that My People (one of them at least) need an excuse to dress me up.

I don't like it that much, but I humour her.

My expression says it all

Does my hair look big in this?
Too young to know better



That's Lady B if you don't mind 


And she sometimes wears them too

She's jealous of my lovely fur

Matching hair