It has taken me over a week to write this post. Mainly because every time I did, I cried. I don’t think any words will be sufficient to describe our dear dog Rosie who died last week. I began writing about her death and how I found her in the morning but I don’t think … [Read more…]
We have almost had Baby Bell for six months now. From the teenie tiny guinea pig sized puppy, she has grown quite considerably but she is still small. We have a baby gate on the kitchen door and she still manages to squeeze through that, although her tummy does sometimes get stuck so she has … [Read more…]
If you have ever owned a dog, I do not need to explain to you about that unwavering, unbreakable bond that is shared between canine and human. They don’t refer to them as man’s (or woman’s) best friend for nothing. I am sure you are aware of my deep, love for my furry friend, Rosie … [Read more…]
Most dogs have quirks about them but Rosie, my beloved pooch, has always had issues. We have had her since she was seven weeks old so I know she hasn’t been mistreated-something which you would think said issues could stem from. She is a Jack Russell but, most unlike Hubster and I, we never saw … [Read more…]
If you follow me on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook, last week you will not have missed that my beloved dog, Rosie got spayed. She is seven and had a litter of puppies when she was two. We never planned to let her have more as she is too precious to me-what if something went wrong? … [Read more…]
New year is a time to look back at the last year and look forward to the next. It is the same for everyone I suppose. A natural reflecting process. On a farm it is a case of taking stock of births and deaths but then I suppose other people do that too but hopefully … [Read more…]
So last night, a new programme was aired on BBC One called Nigel and Adam’s Farm Kitchen. I am married to a farmer and we live on a farm so I watched it with interest. At one point in the first episode, there was a statistic that many people don’t bother cooking a Sunday dinner. … [Read more…]
I am uneasy with Halloween. I don’t mind the dressing up per-say but it’s the trick or treating which I am the most uneasy with. You see, when I was growing up, my parents would never let me go trick or treating and, at the time, I was gutted. Why couldn’t I go and get … [Read more…]
