Mountain-aire-ing

I know on my post yesterday I mentioned that part of my busy weekend involved doggy class. I've been going to a 4 week course on Saturday mornings which is for general socialisation & good manners. It's a lot less formal than my Wednesday class & there are no certificates or tests. It's a very small class. There's me, 2 Bedlington terriers - Lottie who's 2 & Molly who's 4 (they are sisters), a mongrel called Pip who's 8 years old & a West Highland terrier called Milo who is 3. So again, I am the baby of the class, but I was deemed a bit too big for the puppy group where there are some really teeny puplets. We do a lot of fun stuff, but the best bit is at the end when we get to play off lead! It's so much fun tearing around. Lottie is quite nervous & it's her you can hear barking away in the video. She doesn't like joining in all that much, but this week was week 3 of the 4 & she's so much braver than she was & barks a lot less (believe it or not!). Her sister Molly is the total opposite, a really confident girl & a bit of a flirt I have to tell you. She's always rubbing her head on mine. I had to tell her politely that I already had my Faya. I am sad that it's the last class next week, but they all live fairly close by, so hopefully we can swap pee-mails and go out for walkies together.



It was a gorgeous sunny afternoon yesterday when we went for walkies. Mum even went out without her big coat & wore trainers instead of wellies for the first time in months!

Mum often says I'm her little ray of sunshine & I think this photo nicely proves her point!

While we were out I found the coolest new place to play, which I'll tell you more about in a moment. I'm the king of the hill!

First though me & mum played a bit of Hide & Seek. I tried to camouflage myself behind the trees but I admit it wasn't the greatest hiding place ever, but it was partial revenge for mum & dad frequently hiding when we're out walking under the pretence that it's to help with my recall training, hmmm.

The little stream that runs through Seven Fields is my new favourite place. As we got near it I started bounding towards it, eager to check it out. I stood at the top of the steps that lead down to it & looked from afar. I wasn't super keen on actually going in it despite it being really crystal clear.

Once I ventured down the steps, Mum was trying to persuade me to take a dip, but I was pretty sure it was going to be freezing cold so I wasn't all that keen.

I tentatively stepped in to test the water...

...Yikes, that's f-f-f-freezing cold! I'm glad it's not any deeper! How Marvin can swim in what must be even colder water in Scotland I just do not know. I guess I must be a Southern Softie!

This morning though I was a lot braver. I went tearing down the steps all on my own, but I found a game that was much more fun & exciting than paddling!

Running up & down the banking was great fun, especially as the second time I did it, I headed onto the field on the other side as there were 2 West Highland terriers asking me to play. Mum had to come too as I was still on my lead, & she slipped (mum: or was pulled by a certain little monkey he should say) on the banking and got muddy hands, hehehe!

After some chasing about with the two other terriers & then some ball fetching I was absolutely pooped. Mum put my short lead on so she could practice some heel work with me on the way home. She had it easy as I was too tired to do much other than trot along beside her!

I had my dinner, plopped onto my bed & snoozed the evening away, zzzzzzzzzz.

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Oscar x