Horace went to the vet today to be neutered, and we learned that he is a poorly boy. I asked the vet to check his teeth as there is something so odd about his eating – as I have mentioned…

Well, rarely. Ian and I were sat at the table with Charlie (who has gone into complete sheepdog mode) running round and the table in one direction, Millie running round in the other direction, Wilbur getting excited because he thought…

So, today is Labour Day here in Spain and unusually, it coincides with a UK bank holiday. I’ve mentioned this before, but in Spain, they celebrate the holiday on the day it falls. So last year it fell on a…

Horace in one of his quieter and reflective moments when he’s not attacking a leg.

We’ve decided that it’s time for Charlie to have just two meals a day. So starting this week she’d been going without her mid day meal. This did confuse her somewhat and she follows Ian around from about 11 in…

Unusually for Semana Santa, the weather is looking good this year – if anything a tad on the warm side to be carting a full size Mary and Jesus around the streets. For the last few years it has rained,…

People wonder why we have renamed primrose, dimrose. It is because she does odd thing s like this. Asleep in a strange position…

The start of spring seems to have hailed a downturn in the weather. While two weeks ago we were wearing t-shirts, this last few days we’ve been huddling under blankets and lighting the fire again at night. Poor little Horace…