Cato:
Aunties I'm sorry. You know how I like Mum to write wot I say so that you can see my tail, and see how silly Tara is, and see our adventures? Well Mum has been doing so much stuff that she hasn't been taking dictation!
There was the office chair Thing, where Dad's chair broke, and Mum's chair went to live with Dad, and Mum now sits on the grooming stool, which is hard, and her bum hurted until she got a cushion. And that meant she didn't like sitting at the desk for dictation.
Tara:
So we got home and it woz nice to be back with Home Sniffs, but the BEST bit is that I learneded how to climb stairs!
Aren't I clever?
The day after we got home I followed Mum up the stairs. Our stairs are different from the holiday stairs. They were wood and brown and slippy and really steep! Our home stairs are soft and carpety and narrower, but still steep. So I was really brilliant of me to know about holiday stairs and then go up the home stairs, wozn't it?
So
Tara:
Aunties, we are back! It woz the Bestest Holiday EVER!!!
The mountains were HUGE and climby, and muddy and stuff. And there were llama things and peacocks and snow and hail and stormy lightning and burger-for-lunch and castles and pubs and ducks and turkeys and cats and geese. We went to a doggy cafe too! And had Dog Beer and Pupcakes and sat on a Dog Bed and the Sausage Lady brought our food on a special plate and served us! I want a doggy cafe at home, too. And me and Cat
Today we saw real signs of the changing of the seasons.
Some of these pictures have come out like Rembrandt oil paintings (slightly fuzzy, and look best when you stand further away), and some are crisp and clear. I think it is the difference between the Auto Focus, and the zoom where I control the focusing. I definitely need more practice at these closeups!
I was wandering round thinking 'gosh, there is nothing to shoot', but then I noticed how subtly beautiful the light is, and how
Cato:
You know how much we love Mum and Dad. We do! And we love walking and sniffing and snuggling and wrestling with pythons and EVERYTHING. So we are happy. We are.
But... we used to do more walks. Back when Mum was taking dictation and me and Tara were blogging every day, it was HARD work! But we got to go out all the time, and went to interesting sniffy places. Different every day. And it was hot and sunny and nice. And muddy and fun.
For ages and ages and ages we hav
Mum has tied me to her desk!
I am a prisoner!
She is MEAN!!!
I woz garding the garden from monsters and cats and attack butterflies. And I woz bored!!! So I barked. And barked. And barked.
And barked!
Cos monsters and cats and attack butterflies all need barking at, don't they?
Then Mum comes out with the old lead, and ropes me up. I've only got 6 feet of rope, 2 beds, a bowl of water and a pigs ear. IT IS TERRIBLE!!!
And I can't see wot is going on in
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Cato:
AuntieCrystal! Mum says you are back! And I wanted to say how much I lo -
Tara:
No! Me first!!! Me First!!! I missed you lotsandlotsandlots more than Cato did! So I go fir -
Cato:
No you didn't! And you made my back hurt! So I get to tell AuntieCrystal about my l back pain and my harness horror and my special trip to see MrsPawChiro. That is more important than you going first and wittering about your hair bows or something!
I came tooo telll u that I told Mum she is a bbad Mum xoz shee hazunt bloggified for aggez so shee saz sheez goin t tryy harder ova wen MrBunni iz visitng. luv u. wev got greeen bunni eggz wiv paw chocclat stufff. Cato
More of this blue stuff - still don't know what it is, but bees LOVE it!
I have been walking past this sign for a couple of years, and today I actually read it! Hahahaha! Turns out it lists the rose varieties by name.
The scents are exquisite, especially when the sun comes out...
Tara:
Mum just found this pic on her phone and said I could do a Blog Special, coz I am Special.
The pic is from AGES ago. Like, weeks and weeks and weeks ago (Mum: 2 weeks, actually) when we had some SNOW. This is the only snow we have had in forever, so it woz really exciting. You can see Dad's great big Dad foots prints. And you can see Cato's footprints. But you can't see mine! Haha! Cos I wouldn't go outside, even though I was busting for a wee. It woz all cold and we
