Fishy Scotty walk

On Sunday the Scotty Walk was on our favourite beach - Fish Hoek.

We met some new friends,

and some old friends. In fact Laddie just didn't know which way to turn!

I nearly lost myself in all the black Scots but luckily I had my tartan bandana on from Alice and Omie Domes so I could be identified.

 

Meeting Skye who is 16 years old! And I was feeling old at 10 years.

One of the puppies - Mac.

And Charlie with his brother.

Laddie with Mac's baby brother Milo,

who was a bit alarmed by Laddie's overbearing behaviour.

There were treats all round - the best part of the Scottie walks!

One of the Scottie moms brought biscuits for the humans as well.

This one looks a bit like Milo.

Another cheeky wheaten called MacGuyver.

And two handsome black Scots.

There was a group photo - you can just see me in front of the Alph. Laddie is right at the end.

Snippie with her mom.

Mila and MacGuyver.

And last, but not least, old Mac.

Back from the isles

Well, they came home from Greece with lots of photos of dogs

and cats

Looks like city life is quite good for dogs,

they even get to go on motor bikes.

This one lives with his buddies in the Parthenon.

And here is an Athenian Scotty called Igor.

Lots of street cats for the dogs to chase.

A Jack Russell that water-skied on Skiathos.

Show off!

A Skopelos poodle.

And while they baked in the sun, we stayed at home with Olivia who spoiled us rotten and allowed us to sleep on her bed in the cold and rainy weather.

Two birthdays and a departure

This will have to be rather quick as the Food Lady is off to Greece with the Alph and is rushing around packing suitcases and composing a speech for Olivia's 21st birthday.

This is Margie, giver of many treats, dispensing miniature chocolate mousses at the party.

But we did manage a walk on Sunday with Pauline and Paul. We walked up Ou Kraal all the way to Kalk Bay Peak where we had tea with delicious bubbles to celebrate Pauline's birthday. 

The Food lady was happy to find this little orchid (Liparis capensis) in the middle of the path - just where we found it two years ago.

When we came to the bottom of Spes Bona I was put on the lead because last time I got lost here, or so they thought.

Then the next day Margie came to fetch them and the said goodbye and just drove off leaving us behind.