Kate Pullen

Ludvig said ‘bye bye Daddy’ to Ian before bed last night. I’m not sure if that was a coincidence or if he is starting to learn to say words in context. He’s mastered ‘I’m feeling happy’ although he did get…

It’s this time of year when the darker mornings really become apparent. We’re probably used to it now, however the majority of our morning walk now happens in the dark and I think when the moon goes from the morning…

Wilbur gave us a scare a few weeks ago when he appeared to be losing strength in his legs. We took him to the vet who wondered if he had slipped and sort of splayed his legs, pulling muscles. So…

We’re at the height of ‘bat, bat, bird’, when bats and birds are out flying around at the same time. We are seeing them both in the morning and in the evening. I think we must be either walking a…

it would sound just like Ludvig! Ludvig chatters most when he is on his own. He will speak with us, however it is when he is on his own that he really chatters – therefore most meal times, when he…

Here’s Daisy enjoying burning off some energy in the morning. She is very sweet – but she is a bit of a lummox. If there was a scale with sleek greyhounds at one end, with their streamlined elegance and speed,…

Here’s Ludvig practising ‘My name’s Ludvig’ and ‘Play me a tune, mummy…’ and here’s Ian wresting Ludvig. The plan was, Ludvig would sit quietly on his shoulder – Ludvig had other ideas… and here’s Ian again with Ludvig

Thanks to Daisy’s conviction that any noise, however small, is an invitation to get up and play, we were out on our morning walk this morning at just gone 6, which this time of year is only just getting light.…

Woke up this morning to find we had rain dust last night. We’ve had it before, but previously it’s been pink where it’s come from the Sahara, last night’s was grey, so I guess that means it’s come from somewhere…

One morning this week I noticed that one of the fig trees we see on our morning walk was covered in rich, ripe figs. As we’ve learned from experience, picking figs is a sticky job, particularly if we’re popping our…