Long back, short leg, big smile.
The humanoids were in a state of excitement on Saturday - yesterday. They were chattering madly and virtually ignored me as they prepared to go out and about in Edinburgh to see Scotland play England at rugby. The Calcutta Cup they called it? Fuss about nothing if you ask me. Embarrassingly Trumpton was clad in... Continue Reading →
The most dog friendly hotel in Europe? Hotel Du Vin on Wimbledon Common is a dog lovers delight. As we pulled in to the huge car park we were faced with a beautiful old house as the long suffering husband exclaimed that the car in the a park net to us a De Lorean which... Continue Reading →
You know how it is guys. Bones, sausages, biscuits and balls get in the way of life and what a life it's been so far. I'm 3 now - 3 years old and the burning sausage ambition in my belly I must write. And so..... I
The Sausage Dog 