A long walk over the beautiful South Downs
Hi all – me again – the ‘Fat Controller’ as my owner has started to call me. I think this is a bit of a cheek given I really cant help my roley poley looks these days. I have something called ‘Cushings’ which means my chemical balance is a bit out of kilter. This makes me feel hungry most of the time so – of course – I will eat anything I can get my big chunky paws on.
Yesterday we all went to Binderton for a long walk over the beautiful South Downs. ‘We’ – is me, the owner and my two house mates; Matilda and Two Penny Worth. I may not have mentioned them before. They are both scruffy Jack Russell’s but the similarity ends there. Matilda is a love and my best pal. She is stone deaf now and blind in one eye (she is nearly 15 after all) but she never annoys me and always allows me to go through doors first as she knows I am the boss of this outfit. Two Penny Worth is a fiend. He is the smallest of us all and therefor (it seems to follow with us dogs) the noisiest. He steals my biscuits if I dont eat them fast enough, barges through doors before me – and is allowed to sleep on the owners bed while Matilda and I have to stay downstairs!! His only saving grace is that he likes to give me a good wash after we have been out for a muddy walk – otherwise I really cant see why we have to have him in the team at all.
Where was I? Oh yes – our walk yesterday. Difficult not to get poetic here – my owner’s gaze takes in the rolling hills and the reach to the plain below where the Cathedral’s steeple punctuates a cluster of red and black dots signifying Chichester’s Georgian edifice betwixt coast and historic landscape (see? cant help it when describing my bit of the world). The Downs are, of course, an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty which means I get to run freely along the many protected pathways and byways for dogs and owners alike. We have to stay on our leads (not the owners of course!) in some places but thats fine by me as I have no intention of chasing those white woolly things that eat grass all day long – but Two Penny Worth makes a song and dance about it. He will chase anything that moves and does not know why he should not be allowed to. His sense of entitlement really takes the biscuit. Oh I made a joke there – ‘takes the biscuit’ ha ha ha ha ha. Sorry – will have to stop now so I can go and tell that one to Matilda.
See you soon, JBx