Birthday Dinner never to be forgotten

So Mum & Grandma went to Bordeaux for a couple of days to Visit their friend Myra, I stayed with Grandpops who took me fishing (more on that later).The drive was ''interesting'' as Grandma has tinitus & cataracts so has no idea what the GPS lady is saying much less look at da mappy fing & understand it ! Mummy was werry afraid as coupled with this Grandma pressed da NO TOLL's button by accident but still drove at hight speed in da middle of the country lanes (cuz that's what the french do so she sayz). Mum took a tablet called Valium outta Grandma's purse, sprayed half a bottle of rescue remedy down her gullet and screamed as well as prayed. Whta should have been 90 minutes turned into 4 hours so Mum kept her head down most of the trip & facebooked goodbyes to everyone as well as rocked occasionally back and forth......but when they arrived and Myra gave Mummy a bottle of bubbly with a straw calmness was swiftly restored and mummy even chillaxed for the evening which was such an amazing delight.....from copious amounts of bubbly to all of mummy's favourite food................

For the first course they had a gazpacho thingy....(I know but what duz a dawg no !!!), and for the main course Mummy's fave.....kinda deconstructed Coquilles San Jaque (I can't spell, I am dawg) with the addition of some lovely fish............at this stage everyone was full ''UNTIL'' the birthday cake was brought out and they all decided it would be rude not too partake............

The party girlies kept drinking till 2am when aided with milk thistle capsules (procured from mum's purse) they tumbled up the stairs and fell asleep with the biggest smile on their faces.

Merci Mon Ami Myra votre generosite ne pas connait de limites et notre soir sera souvenu a jamais de comme tel un temps charmant. Bisous Bisous.

For Sam.....RIP

''I'll lend you for a little time a dog of mine'' he said

For you to love while he lives and mourn for when he's dead

It may be six or seven years or maybe more than these,

but will you till I call him back take care of him for me ?

He'll bring his charm to gladden you, and should his stay be brief

you will have his memories as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,

but there are lessons taught down there that I want Sam to learn.

I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true,

and from the throngs that crown life's lanes I have selected you.

Now when you give him all your love, don't think it's all in vain,

or hate me when I come to call to take him back again ?

I fancy that I heard you say 'Dear Lord thy will be done'

for all the joy that Sam shall bring, and the risks that we might run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness and love him while we may,

and for the happiness we'll know, forever grateful stay.

And when the angels call for him we'll brave the bitter grief,

but know that deep within our hearts he will only feel relief.

Fishing

Hello peeps, I did go on me first fishing trip....da hoomanz just sit awound for hours and hours and hours waitin and waiting......now what is da point of dat ??? Gwandpops did catch a few but he den did frow dem wight back.....soooo strange. Dis pic is when my cousin Toby was twying to get me ta eat da maggots, oh my doggy days dey is awful !!! Dey wriggle and dey stink.

Pic's of Brantome.....The Venice of Perigord

All of the pics are of ''Brantone'', they call it Venice of Perigord as they are so many rivers and streams and it's soooo pwetty. We had a lovely lunch and met americans on vacation who fell in love wiv me (quite understandable) they were lovverly.............we met other British people as well and not forgetting lots and lot's of lovely french.......have had a wonderful day and tomorrow we are off to see a chap who blows glass into fings !!! sounds werry odd so Au Revoir, bisous bisous. xxxxxxx

Vive Le France

CHOO CHOO and YOO HOO..................BONJOUR !!!

So we have started our holiday in France....we drove to Folkestone on da ''chunnel'', big scary thing that goes under da sea but its werry kwik and we did find out dat instead of being on Mum's lap all the time if she put her fur jacket in da footwell I was werry happy and comfortable so I did most of the journey like dat to our hotel.......u can see in da piccy I has my tongue out but I is not being cheeky I just duz dis when I is relaxed which is good. The next couple of piccys are the hotel/castle/chateau - hoomanz give fings so many different names tis werry confusing.....talking of hoomanz dere were a few scary one's at the ''hotel'', mum calls them children but they did scare me so much dat when we went into the restaurant mum put her pashmina over me head so I wouldnt be scareded.........IMFO (In My Furry Opinion) they should always have a quiet little corner ofr ickle dogs like me.

we did drive for bout 4 hours and den we came across a werry pretty place....used to be a castle, werry doggy friendly & a pwetty room.

Slow, slow....quick quick Slow.......

So I have been continuing with my swimming and they have turned da tables on me and brought a new ''routine'' bit like ....umm....what is it....mmm...cirkit ? training, oh my days it's just tooooo hard !!! T'other day I was so tired I fought I would drink all da water to get me finished more kwikker !!! Deez hoomanz just dont wealise how hard is tis for ickle legs like mine !!!

Dey is all lubberly where I duz go though and we met a lubberly westie dawg who has been going for months now and has gone from not being able ta walk to being back on her paws and walking/running which is lubberly so anybody in London who eva needs help wiv their dawgs should go where I duz (and dey gives out yummy tweats at da end and dey is heartshaped......anyway it's Medivet Hydrotherapy at Hendon and mummy cant even claim on da ''insurance'' for it buz cuz dey loves da dawgs so much we goes every week. When I is all better I will then go monthly just to keep it up.

I is pawwing off for now but will leave u wiv dis ovver piccy of when I came out of da swimmin which duz show how werry tired I was................till later.....by peeps xoxo

March means sunny days.................

So I am improving daily but I still have to go werry slowly which = werry boring......Mr Vet is happy wiv my progress but I (so Mum says) still twy's ta wun before I can walk !!! Silly hoomanz. We went down to Devonshire land for the weekend....had a lovely drive down......it was bootiful and I was werry appy ta see Lola pop's (my cousin......a werry pwetty Westie.....u's seen her on here before), anyways we both did go to the Grooming Salon and here's I is showing off da finished product.....they looks after us there and I keeps an eye out on Lola cuz she is a girly so she gets a bit scaredid but I elps er I duz.

Soooooooooooooooo.................How do I look ? mwah xxx