Thursday, 31 July 2008

Look what I have to put up with!

There I was standing quietly in the garden cogitating where to gnaw my bone when my dear brother comes along. Can you see the look on his face? It is trouble with a capital "T".

I just knew what was coming!

He attacked my front legs.


Then my back legs!


Went for the Jugular
Then tried to swallow my head with all his paws in mid air.


Perhaps I shouldn't have stuck my tongue out at him.
It seemed to make matters worse. Oh heck!


Best course of action: beat a hasty retreat!
Molly xx

Monday, 28 July 2008

Picnic in The Royal Park of Greenwich


Yesterday we went to Greenwich Park to meet our Southern Welsh Terrier friends from WELTAF for a "Picnic in the Park and a gentle stroll. No ramble as it was extremely hot.

My hoomans led the way to a nice shady spot under some huge trees. We were just organising where we wanted our rugs to be placed when we noticed a man approaching us at a brisk pace. When he reached us he stopped and said:

"My child is afraid of dogs, please could you move"

His family were actually sitting a good 50 yards from us and we were in a park where there were many dogs running around off their leads!!


My hooman Mum turned round to him and said....

"You will have no problems from our dogs as they will remain on their leads!"


The man muttered and announced he would have to move and stalked off. He uprooted his family and moved a further 50 yards or so to another place and guess what?????

Yes, you have probably guessed............


Not 10 minutes passed by when several dogs who were off lead went straight up to where he and his family were sitting and he was in a right old flap!


Hoomans!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Our friend Dooley came along to the picnic.

Edwyn.


Dooley's Mum brought along some Petit Fours for Pooches.


Edwyn tried them first, and having received the "paws up" we tucked in.



Duffy was keen to taste these delicious morcels; but paws on the table!!!!


Edwyn and Buffy looking for scraps the hoomans may have dropped.



Just before we packed up our picnic items Taffy absolutely disgraced himself. He went up to Buffy's hooman Mum and piddled all over her left foot. I was mortified. I really did not know which way to look I was so embarrassed. Honestly you can only take my brother somewhere twice. The second time is back to apologise!
Once all the picnic stuff was put into the cars we set off for our stroll.

First we passed through the gardens of The Rangers House.



The Rose Garden was very pretty and we were surprised that we were actually allowed in as dogs are not usually allowed into formal gardens.


We were all very well behaved and were happy to stop for a few moments to let the hoomans take photos.


This was a huge bird flying over us!!!!!!!


After we left the Rose Garden we caught site of the Observatory, home of
The Greenwich Meridian Line, Longitude 0°, the centre of world time, defined by a transit instrument and line across the Observatory courtyard. Endorsed by international agreement in 1884 as the Prime Meridian of the world, a line that divides East and West.

A little further on we had our first glimpse of part of London's skyline, Canary Wharf.


Canary Wharf is built on the site of the old West India Docks on the Isle of Dogs. From 1802 to 1980, the area was one of the busiest docks in the world, with at one point 50,000 employed.
During WWII, the docks area was bombed heavily and nearly all the original warehouses were destroyed or badly damaged. After a brief recovery in the 1950s, the port industry began to decline and by 1980 the docks were closed. Many traditional local industries closed, with thousands out of work and the 295 acres West India Docks lay derelict, and largely unused.
The project to revitalise 8 square miles of derelict London docklands began in 1981 with the establishment of the London Docklands Development Corporation. Initially regeneration of the area was focused on small-scale, light industrial schemes.


Canary Wharf itself takes its name from No. 10 Warehouse (30 Shed) of the South Quay, Import Dock. This was built in 1952 for Fruit Lines Ltd, a subsidiary of Fred Olsen Lines for the Mediterranean and Canary Island fruit trade. At their request, the quay and warehouse were given the name Canary Wharf.




There were so many people enjoying the sunshine and having picnics.
Next historic sighting was of The Queens House.
The Queen's House is nowadays part of the National Maritime Museum. It was originally part of the Royal Palace of Placentia. It was meant by King James I to be the home of his consort, Anne of Denmark. Inigo Jones was the architect, and construction started in 1616. The Queen died in 1619, however, and work was stopped until ten years later, when King Charles I gave it to his new Queen, Henrietta Maria. Inigo Jones was recalled and the exterior work was completed some six years later. The Queen stayed there only briefly, however, and in 1642 the Civil War started.
After the Restoration Charles II had the House enlarged by John Webb in 1662 to provide a residence while the new palace of Placentia was being built, as the original had been badly damaged during the time of the Commonwealth. (This is now the site of the Royal Naval College). It is not known if he ever actually lived there, however, and the building was in fact used by Henrietta, by now the Queen Mother, until her death in 1669. In 1690 it became the official residence of the Ranger of Greenwich Park

Welshies marching past the Queen's House.
Just around the corner we spied water.
Buffy jumped in and had a swim to cool off.


Dooley tested the water and then decided just to have a drink.

I rather fancied a ride in one of these, the Black Lab certainly looked as if he was having a whale of a time.
Another stop under a tree.

We had a good pant

Taffy managed to get something in his beard again.

We were very happy having our photos taken as we were in the shade.
L to R: Taffy, Duffy and Edwyn.

Another photo looking towards Canary Wharf

Our hooman brother goes to Canary Wharf every weekday, he works in one of those huge towers.

Dooley made friends with a friendly Doberman.

Here is a photo of the "Dome".
The dome-shaped building, also referred to as the Dome's canopy, was originally constructed as the Millennium Dome, often simply known as the Dome, and housed the Millennium Experience, a major exhibition celebrating the third Millennium. After the closure of the exhibition on December 31, 2000, the interior of the building was demolished leaving only the shell of the Dome.

The official renaming of the Dome on May 31, 2005 when it became known as the O2 Arena gave publicity to its transition into an Entertainment District including an indoor arena, a music club, a cinema, an exhibition space, and bars and restaurants.
Plans are also underway to host the 2009 World Gymnastics Championships and the artistic gymnastics and basketball events of the 2012 Summer Olympic Games.

Looking back to the boating lake we had passed.
A steep hill had to be climbed to take this photo.
"Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the Midday sun!"
Another stop in the shade and Taffy managed to get his chin rubbed by Dooley's Mum.


After a short while he became too hot and wanted to get back to the car for a nice drink of iced water.
We had made sure the hoomans brought the fridge with them!
Dooley made some more friends on the walk back.

As the car came into view we passed the Bandstand.
No "Doggie" tunes unfortunately.

Well there you have it, our day out.
Hope you enjoyed the history lesson!
Molly xx

Saturday, 26 July 2008





Kirby has given us this wonderful award.

The rules for accepting the award are as follows:

1. Add the logo of the award to your blog.

2. Add a link to the person who awards you.

3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.

4. Add links to those blogs on your blog.


Thank you so much for our award Kirby.





Gorgeous George and Eric





Have also given us an award, The Arte-y-Pico-Award!









The Rules for Passing on the Award:
1) Pick five blogs that you consider deserve this award for creativity, design, and interesting material and also contribute to the blogger community regardless of language.
2) Each award has to have the name of the author and a link to his/her blog to be visited.
3) Each award winner has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that has given him/her the award itself.
4) Award winners and the one who has given the prize have to show the link of the Arte-y-Pico blog so everyone will know the origin of the award. http://arteypico.blogspot.com/
5) In compliance with said rules, the award winner must show these rules.



We have many friends we would like to pass these award onto.

However due to the lack of help from hooman in actually posting our awards we fear that everybody may have received this award already. If we have missed any of our blogging buddies we apologise profusely and please accept the award from us. You all have brilliant blogs are all creative and extremely interesting to read.


Quite a while ago Blue also bestowed upon us 2 awards. My goodness what lucky dogs we are.

She very kindly gave us the Special Scribe Award.



and Photography Award.

Thank you very much Blue.

Molly and Taffy xx

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

Gwiliau ni yng Nghymru Part 3. By Taffy.

RIGHT!




I am back.



Apologies for not being more efficient and finishing the concluding part of our holiday sooner.



I can only blame it on the human and blogger.com.
Anyway, here I am now and this last part covers the final 2 days of our holiday.







On the penultimate day of our holiday we went to a forest.



Now the photograph below shows the name of the forest in English and Welsh.



Welsh names are not the easiest to pronounce and I have been reliably informed that the "double LL" at the beginning of a place name would be best articulated with ones teeth in back to front. Something I have to say I have not tried!





Anyway back to the task in hand.




Off we set on our walk and the first thing we saw was a huge Owl. Now correct me if I am wrong but I really feel that the whole holiday had a "Bird theme" to it!




Fortunately this particular Owl was a carving and a rather splendid one at that.


After giving it the "once over" we continued on our way.

Now at the beginning of the walk there were 5 or 6 different options available as to which trail we followed through the forest. Somehow we ended up on the GROUSE WALK.

So I assumed we were off to watch dear Molly stalk/watch/chase Grouse.

Can you imagine my surprise, after walking a few miles, we were confronted by THIS?????


A huge backside....how rude!


The front view was better but thank goodness it was a carving and not a real one.



Now there were actually quite a few of these strange Grouse. I just wandered around and looked at them but just look at my sister's reaction.




She was not happy.



It was such a funny sight I nearly split my sides laughing.




After Molly composed herself it was unfortunately time to return to the car as the hoomans needed feeding.




As it had started to drizzle by the time we arrived at their feeding place we stayed in the car and had a nap while they chomped in the restaurant.



We thought on the way back to our accommodation we would get the hoomans to drive over the Horseshoes Pass. It has great views at the top especially on a good day.



Molly was busy looking out of the car window and suddenly became very excited.




Coming up the hill towards us was an odd looking sheep.



We were not sure if the greenery was meant to be camouflage or Fancy dress!




We decided she was just a very eccentric girl.





The final day of our holiday arrived, but it was one I had been looking forward to soooooo much.

It was the day to meet my Welsh friends in Dolwyddelan
as it was their Annual Carnival Day and the Welshies from WELTAF
had been invited to join in with the carnival.
The usual "meet and greet" took place as my friends arrived and also a new boy!


Meet Harri, a lovely Welsh puppy.
He came up to me, obviously realising I was a mature and knowledgeable Terrier.

He sat and listened to me very intently, what a good lad.

I then introduced him to Molly. I have to say my sister is a very kind and gentle girl and he was very happy chatting to her.


Molly did look pretty wearing her Welsh Scarf, being an Honorary Welsh for the day.


By the time all of us had said hello to each other the other participants in the carnival had started to arrive.
There were Cowboys, a Superman, Robots so many of the children had dressed up.

Some of the costumes were really scary, not sure about that black costume!
After everybody had been placed in the correct position the parade was all set to go. A firecracker went bang and off we set.
Welshies brought up the rear of the parade.


Best paw forward.

Marching through the village.



I marched with Edwyn, he had not appreciated the firecracker at the beginning of the parade and he walked with his tail down. I really did feel sorry for him. He is such a nice guy.
That's me on the right side of the photo.
Didn't we all look smart in our Welsh bandannas and the girls had pretty Welsh ribbons.

There had been a Scarecrow competition in the morning. I particularly liked this one.
Prince Charles.
Just in case you cannot read what it says:
Annual visit to Wales.
But where is Camilla?
Prince explains -
I saw the fantastic Dolwyddelan Carnival signs and just had to stop.
(My wife has nipped down to the Spar for a couple of "Coffees to go".)


Molly liked this scarecrow balancing on a tight rope.


This is little Molly, my new friend from The Smithy where we were staying.

and finally "Moi".

There was a video to put in here of the Carnival so that I could show you the Carnival Queen and the entire parade but there have been lots of very bad words being said in our house recently about videos not uploading and Autosave failing and things just disappearing into cyberspace, so alas you will have to use your imaginations for the time being.

So there you have it....Our holiday in Wales 2008.


OH YES!

A final thing I must tell you....we have an update on the chicken Molly had in her jaws.


SHE SURVIVED!!


She has been named, very aptly, Lucky Lucy. She is settling into her new home and no longer walks with a limp!



Phew. I am so relieved. I still cannot believe my sister did such a daft thing!
Have a long and happy life Lucky Lucy.




Taffy.