Caught Out

Sometime yesterday , Alice caught out , having wrapped herself in the Throw which is not really meant for Rescue Greyhounds , and is kept neatly folded on the back of the sofa in case Humans get cold .

One of Alice 's own ( much softer) fleece blankets can be seen to the left , cast aside in favour of the white one .

Such is life .

Fog on the Tyne ? .... complete with surfers ...

Woke this morning to hear the foghorns , then half an hour later , as I dozed and contemplated my good fortune now that Alice ( rescue greyhound) sleeps in till at least six forty five , a passer by , possibly still on his way home from his night out , singing the opening bars of " Fog on the Tyne " . Glancing at the clock realised that the girls had in fact only recently taken themselves to bed ( at two forty five am ) , with much clattering of the stair gate .

The fog was still much in evidence on the beach at half nine . The four boys above appeared out of the mist with their surf boards held high and was one of several eerie shots I took without really being able to see what I had in my sights .

Hang On ! Where's that Dog ?

Two Cats ....

Dog masquerading as invalid

or frail cantankerous old lady .... ready to snap off your hand if you look at her the wrong way or lean on her wheel chair without permission .

The reality of course couldn't be further from the truth .

Alice is the sweetest natured puppy ( or two year old rescue greyhound ). She smiles and grins and would offer her last Rolo. She would do all the cleaning if she could . The washing ? No problem . Help the cats with their homework ? I'm your Dog .....

But since D has all that under control thank you very much , I'll just take up root here on the sofa till my next dinner , if nobody objects too much . Ok ? Oh , could I just trouble one of you to adjust that cushion under my ear slightly , I cant hear properly like this . Hate to miss anything .

Hideous bubbly glass ...

..soon to be replaced by aforementioned etched glass and elegant bespoke door.