Mum's the word. (March 6th 2006)
We don't allus go to them big bumps. Sometimes we end up in Oughtibridge, near Sheffield, visiting Hairyface's Mums.
It's great there. She keeps her house so hot we have to lie on the tiles in the kitchen to cool down. Always bags of stuff to eat too. And we see our retriever mates at Hairyface's friend's house. There's seven of 'em and a bit overwhelming but they are OK. Their house is great, right high up a hill and full of doggy smells. There's never any food lurking though, as it get snaffled pronto by the pack.
There's even a cat, Whizz, who's the boss! You don't mess with Whizz if you know what's good for ya. You get your nose swiped! It hurts! A bit like our cat Djyphphi, although cos she's only got three legs her bossing about bit doesn't always work. When she tries to nose swipe Io, she usually falls over! I'm glad there aren't seven of us! I'd never get Hairyface's attention.
H's mum lives near to the Peak District, you can walk to it straight from her back door! We did it lots and found more white stuff. Not too much, but enough for Hairy to make snowballs for Io to catch. (Daft dog-she just eats 'em) Hairyface had a go at sledging on this long orange bag thing he keeps in his rucksack. Looked like he was being a big kid to me. Io tried to jump on to the bag as he went whizzing past but couldn't. Ha ha.
We got really muddy every day and had a really messy time. I think I like Oughtibridge.
Some pics: You can see how hairy Hairyface is on this one.
That's not his real hair sticking up, it's a hat! Screature calls it his "care in the community hat". I don't get it.
Io was posing in the woods near Bradfield. She looks dead posh, dunt she?
Guess where we went after the pics? Yup, a pub. The Nag's Head at Loxley.
Hairyface says they do the best beer around. Bradfield Brewery. Well, he should know, he pours enough down his neck! We like the Nag's cos Hairy's mum always brings us a bit of her dinner out, as a treat like.
Hairyface says stuff like "Well, it were meat and tattie pie. You couldn't bring that out." When he's squirming about not bringing us owt.
He's tight like that. Sometimes.
It's great there. She keeps her house so hot we have to lie on the tiles in the kitchen to cool down. Always bags of stuff to eat too. And we see our retriever mates at Hairyface's friend's house. There's seven of 'em and a bit overwhelming but they are OK. Their house is great, right high up a hill and full of doggy smells. There's never any food lurking though, as it get snaffled pronto by the pack.
There's even a cat, Whizz, who's the boss! You don't mess with Whizz if you know what's good for ya. You get your nose swiped! It hurts! A bit like our cat Djyphphi, although cos she's only got three legs her bossing about bit doesn't always work. When she tries to nose swipe Io, she usually falls over! I'm glad there aren't seven of us! I'd never get Hairyface's attention.
H's mum lives near to the Peak District, you can walk to it straight from her back door! We did it lots and found more white stuff. Not too much, but enough for Hairy to make snowballs for Io to catch. (Daft dog-she just eats 'em) Hairyface had a go at sledging on this long orange bag thing he keeps in his rucksack. Looked like he was being a big kid to me. Io tried to jump on to the bag as he went whizzing past but couldn't. Ha ha.
We got really muddy every day and had a really messy time. I think I like Oughtibridge.
Some pics: You can see how hairy Hairyface is on this one.
That's not his real hair sticking up, it's a hat! Screature calls it his "care in the community hat". I don't get it.
Io was posing in the woods near Bradfield. She looks dead posh, dunt she?
Guess where we went after the pics? Yup, a pub. The Nag's Head at Loxley.
Hairyface says they do the best beer around. Bradfield Brewery. Well, he should know, he pours enough down his neck! We like the Nag's cos Hairy's mum always brings us a bit of her dinner out, as a treat like.
Hairyface says stuff like "Well, it were meat and tattie pie. You couldn't bring that out." When he's squirming about not bringing us owt.
He's tight like that. Sometimes.
posted by Maia [and Io] | 8:34 am
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home