Four Legs Good, Two Legs Bad

We have just spent the day on Skiddaw. The water has come back to the lake and all the ice has gone. It seems to have been poured over Skiddaw! From the town there wasn’t much snow to be seen but when we got to the top there was loads. The Boss and the Other Boss were with us. Jenkin Hill was very slippery and both of them took ages not sliding down it. We have four legs, and today the Boss and the Other Boss have four legs as well! They have these weird extendable arms that help them walk on the ice and snow. We don’t quite get it, for ages we have been collecting sticks for them – they always throw them away – and then this! Me and Jack have decided that when they throw their new sticks in the Lake they can fetch them themselves.

Ice Cold in Keswick

We haven’t got much time today, we are in the midst of a major crisis. The water in the lake isn’t runny any more. When we go to look for it the Boss gets into a terrible state and we go home and there are no biscuits. Further updates will follow, but wish us luck.

White Christmas

We have had a brilliant day. Yesterday all the white stuff that has been falling from the skies was still here. But the sun was shining and the Other Boss decided to move the cooking things out doors, The Boss helped, both puppies came (and the Man in Red), and even the Summer Boss. There was lot of stuff to shift, but an hour later they set up on top of Lattrig and cooked breakfast for everyone. We figured out that you had to be wearing a red hat to be sure of getting a plate. Fortunately there was enough sausage and bacon welded to the pans for us to have a lot to eat as well.

It’s a mad mad mad mad mad world

The whole house has been changed around. We knew something was different when the boss decided that everything downstairs should now be kept upstairs. She was so excited that some her friends came to help with the move. The Other Boss also showed up and he helped as well, and he seemed to be home earlier than usual. Then we saw it. What a fantastic idea. A place for us to swim was slowly taking shape downstairs. The organisation was very poor because they were still moving things out while the water came in. The Other Boss really got into the spirit of the plan by wading around in the new indoor lake bringing more things upstairs. We waited all night for our turn but in the morning there must have been a change of mind because most of the water had gone. The Boss and the Other Boss then had lots of meetings downstairs, and this could have been to decide whose fault it was that the really big stuff had never been moved at all. I know we are only dogs but even we know that total immersion is probably not the best thing to do with furniture and big white things. That was the clear conclusion of all the meetings and now a lot of strangers have been and thrown all that soaked stuff into a huge bin in the garden. Life has returned to normal.

Knit Wit

Its been a long time since we could get on to the blog, and a lot has happened. The Summer Boss has gone which means that our chance of getting extra food has halved. The big news is Jack and his strange new bald spot. The Boss often checks us over for little creatures that try to hitch a ride, they hold on very tight and we usually give the Boss a hard time when she pulls them off. Anyway, during one inspection the Boss obviously found something else because she asked the Other Boss and the Summer Boss to take a look. Jack was taken to the Man in White. This is not good – he sticks needles in us, and a thin pole up (you can guess). We try to be good to make sure that he takes the pole out before we go home. This time Jack had a long sleep and woke up with a big bald patch and some knitting on his chest. (You might wonder how we know about knitting – it will have to remain one of the mysteries of dog life.) Dog knitting must be very rare because everyone we meet wants to look at it, and some people are frightened by it because they shudder at the sight of it. But I can report it has led to more biscuits so I am waiting for my turn.

Casualty!

Yet more excitement! Our good behaviour policy seems to have worked and the pictures have disappeared from the shop. But I suppose this could also mean that no one wanted to buy us?

Anyway, we discovered (or rather Jack discovered) some essential facts about mobile kennels. They are soft on the inside, but very hard on the outside. The Boss uses her mobile kennel to take us to different places but we have never paid much attention to anyone else’s mobile kennel. That was until yesterday. We were walking through Great Wood when we passed inside the Specific Distance. This is the distance between us and the Lake where there is no command on the planet that will shake our resolve to immediately jump into the Lake. That was how we found out about mobile kennel hardness. We both ran across the road totally ignoring the Boss (and the Summer Boss who was with us), because we were inside the Specific Distance. Jack was hit by a mobile kennel.

The other mobile kennel stopped and there was a lot of talking. Jack was taken in our mobile kennel to the doctor. He was bruised and had a broken tooth and that was it! Today Jack is the same as usual. We decided last night that the Specific Distance should be shorter, but this morning Jack seems to have forgotten. I expect the Boss will be ready next time.

Jumping Jack - Flash

Things have gotten very weird. There seem to be special places where Giant Flashing Boxes are used. These boxes are much bigger than the one the Boss uses, and so big that the flashing bits are separate. They are obviously too heavy to be all together. We had to stand and be still, and that was very difficult for Jack who wanted to jump up all the time. There was lots of flashing and hanging around and we still don’t know what it’s for. We tried to tell everyone we can’t smile but we do a great ‘confused’. So we went with that. Later on we were able to see pictures of ourselves but not in colour. The Boss was very happy with the pictures and the stranger with the Giant Flashing Boxes was pleased as well. Later on we saw some of the pictures in a shop window in town. Strangers and the Boss buy things from shops so we are very worried that we might be for sale. We will be very well behaved for few days to see if the pictures go away. Jack has even promised that he won’t steal any more bread. Maybe the flashing is supposed to make us (well Jack actually) better behaved? It is a very worrying time.

(pictures from Derwent Photography http://www.derwentphotography.co.uk/)