Bobbins – On the Road to Recovery…?

Last weekend Bobbins had a couple of seizures. They were just the normal seizures, but as she was taking medication to stop them Ian thought he’d go to the vet and check if the dose needed to be increased. He…

Last weekend Bobbins had a couple of seizures. They were just the normal seizures, but as she was taking medication to stop them Ian thought he’d go to the vet and check if the dose needed to be increased. He…

Ian’s been plagued by pigeons. There’s a couple of pigeons which seem to wait for him to go out of the barn door before they fly in and then coo at him in a taunting manner. So Ian’s taken to…

We’ve moved! Well, at least the blog has. The reason why we moved the blog is because I got an email from Google who own the blogger platform we were using, telling us that they had deleted our ‘goodbye Sam’…
The nighttime curfew has been lifted which means we can now go out after midnight – while that won’t make a huge difference to us, as we move into the summer when people start living a semi-nocturnal life, I am…
Our morning starts with a cockerel crowing in one of the neighbouring fields, and then the family of birds who live in the orange tree start to gently tweet amongst themselves… … and then Ludvig starts! From just after dawn…
Bobbins have never truly recovered from her canine coronavirus last year and last week she started taking a turn for the worse again, with seizures and bad diarrhea. Ian’s been taking her to our old vet in Llerena which has…
So this would normally be the start of the Easter parades for Semana Santa and for the second year they have been cancelled. I’m not sure if they’ve been cancelled throughout Spain, but they have here. We still have our…

So… we’re a year on from our when words like ‘pandemic’, ‘border closure’, ‘mutant strains’ and ‘lockdown’ became a normal part of our vocabulary. Here’s my recollection of the year interspersed with snapshots of Ian and my chats which…

Emma died last Friday night. I don’t know if she was in hospital or at home, but I do know that Ed was with her and holding her hand till the end. He emailed and said that Emma ‘just slipped…

Despite close competition, the lovebirds are most definitely the messiest members of the household. When their size is factored in, they are probably the messiest creatures in Spain! They strew debris with gay abandon around their cage. It doesn’t help…