Cornish lanes near my house

Mum and Uncle max casing a lane. The boss likes this lane and insists on walking up and down it most days. I think it needs a bit of attention and the boss should pay more council tax to get it seen to. He thinks it's OK for terranosauri. It turns out that clitters are boulder strewn areas of moorland (see http://www.dartmoor-npa.gov.uk/dnp/pubs/bap13.pdf for much more exciting information).

Harri looking posh

me and Harri, in front of our kennel. Harri is doing her "I was an egyptian princess in a former life where are my slaves" routine. Isn't she skinny?

Frodo and Lily

Frodo and Lily waiting for me to take them out for a walk today, by the gate of boss's sister's place

me and my sister Lily

me composing my next post

in the beginning

For the first time in several weeks the sun is out. We may go out. By the way my name is Spot. More of me later.

The boss takes photos and maybe I will let him post some of them.

my brindled sister, Harriet

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