Time is strange
Exactly three years on from Angel joining our home and eleven months since Renae dying and my sense of time is weird.
Exactly three years on from Angel joining our home and eleven months since Renae dying and my sense of time is weird.
Whilst we soaked up the atmosphere, enjoyed the architecture, views and history, many centuries worth of aromas that infused the cobbles provided Susie-Belle and Renae with their amusement Saving Susie-belle, 2014 I wrote those...
Back at the start of the month I was invited by BBC Radio Cambridgeshire to talk about Schnauzerfest. The charity had been awarded a £1000 #movementforgood award. The timing of the interview and the...
The first thing I wanted to do when I got back from my trip and long drive south was to walk the dogs. Not only to be with them, but to get out into the countryside I’ve come to love and call home.
It felt like no sooner had I left than I was back but in the days I was away my appreciation of Schnauzerfest supporters increased a million fold.
Suzie died peacefully and that is a small comfort in the sadness of Suzie’s long life. May this innocent soul rest in peace.
Yesterday was Michel’s birthday (and Albert Claude’s), and I said we were whipping out to a local restaurant with friends for lunch, which is a rare event for us. We don’t eat out much,...
I’m writing my fifth book which revisits a dark time for me. But the dogs kept my problems in perspective and Facebook memories tell me this.
July was busy with friends and family visting and lots of other good things. There were also some less than good things. This summer two friends have faced big health crises with ongoing ramifications....
Eleven years ago I was about to embark on a life changing experience. Adopting my first rescue dog. Susie-Belle came home to us at the end of August 2011, with a lifetime of hurt...