Collie heaven

Ahhhh, bliss.  What's my definition of a perfect day?  Well, I'll give you a clue.  It involves...a comfy bed (tick), a warm fire (tick), some sheep to look at (tick, but if I could chase them that would be a big tick), no terriers anywhere in sight (tick), no terriers within 100 miles (huge tick).  Today, huge tick it is - the troublesome twins are off on a holiday.  Hopefully a very long one...

Pie has gone off on a holiday back where she used to live before she came to us.  She was really excited about going back as she remembered what a great time she had down there and how many people used to live there that she could bark at.  But just to make sure she didn't have too much fun, we sent her down with Daisy for company.  Only joking... Daisy definitely didn't want to be left behind as she loves a trip out.  Rumour has it that she's got more than she bargained for though - there are stories coming back of long marches like the SAS do to get fit

Skye says she's pleased she hasn't gone if it's true - her idea of a forced march is once round the front field (but not round the edges) and a sharp return for a markie or two...and a warm fire - so maybe she's not that daft after all, especially since we've had more snow and we all know that just makes your feet chilly

Oh well, we'll wait for a postcard from the 'twins to see how they're getting on...maybe they're too tired to write though. Chuckle chuckle.  Poor Daisy 

Take care

Pip xx