It's been a pretty good holiday week all in all. Santa came along and we're still helping to eat up all the turkey. We had so little of it on the day that little Daisy was worried that it might still fly away, but we've put that to rights now. The only place that bird's flying now is right into my tummy! Yum, yum...
One slight blot on the horizon is Dougal – the westie from Wooler. He's still here, and it must be getting on for a week now. I still growl at him a bit but everyone else seems to like him. Grubby little rascal that he is. You'll never believe it, but we went off for a walk after Christmas day and he couldn't get through any of the fences we came to, or get over any obstacle in his way. At all. It was two steps forward, then back to pick him up, then off again...all day long. Me? I'd have left him at the first fence, but Skye wasn't having any of that and so we all waited. I think she quite likes him – just as long as he leaves the cat alone, otherwise his little honeymoon will definitely be over
Work is still going on full steam ahead, but I could always do with more – we've managed to recover the four lambs that went into the wrong field and we're feeding the cattle every morning...lots and lots. They eat even more than Daisy and Dougal – "the Westie twins", and they're both good eaters.
Oh well, I think I'll get a letter written and send it into Wooler – "come and get your dog...or else" should do the trick. Yes, that's definitely the way forward.
Take care
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