Hark hark, the Scottie dogs do bark

Come on dudes - time to wake up!

We are all waiting ...

At long last we arrived on Fish Hoek beach for the Scottie Walk. This time last year the Food Lady was hobbling around on a broken foot and this year it is Mac and Kenzie's mom's turn.

But no time for commiserating and admiring Mac's beautiful red bow tie - or Estea in her cricket whites -

 we were all most anxious to get walking.

There were puppies (eeeuw), like this one called Bonnie,

and lots and lots of crazy Scotties - this is Emma -

as well as other dogs that Lad and Harvey were keen to get to know better even if the sentiments were not returned.

One of the humans was even wearing a kilt.

I was wearing my bandana from Renate - Hamish and Findlay's mom,

as were several others. (This photo from Jenny-Lynne Brown Mynhardt.)

The highlight of the walks are the treats that get handed out!

Lad and one of his many loves, Lily.

but watch out Lad, these are just three of Lily's big brothers and sisters.

The Food Lady with me - I am not sure why I was on the lead but maybe the Food Lady thought I would wander off and get lost again. Sometimes I just can't help it. My nose just leads me astray. (Photo by Jenny-Lynne Brown Mynhardt from the Scotties Cape Town Facebook page.)

Then we bumped into Storm who we used to walk with at Wynberg Boys High School,

and her sister Sandy. It was good to say hello to them again.

All too soon we were at the end of the walk. Waiting to say goodbye and to collect donations for the charity of the walk, Tin Can Town, were Angus and Baillie with their humans, Melanie and Le Roux,

and my friend, old Mac who had a sore foot today as he has a torn toenail and had to have it in a plastic bag to keep it dry. Like me, he enjoys his snacks.

Angus and Baillie with Melanie and Le Roux, Snippie with Irene and Mac with Pam.

We then went to see Omie Domes and discovered that Maddie had been quite badly bitten in the stomach by the next door dog and had just come back from the hospital with a fancy pink bandage on. Tomorrow she needs to go for an operation so we are all sending her lots of doggy support vibes.

I spent the rest of the morning shouting rude names at the next door dog on Maddie's behalf.

Scottitude

Today was a Scottie Walk on Fish Hoek Beach. I love Scottie walks as there are generally lots of delicious little treats for us. We arrived a little earlier and walked along the beach.

It was the most perfect, warm, gentle summer's morning. My favourite kind of walking - shimmying along in tummy-cooling water.

Lad was up the beach investigating everything and every dog. There are quite a few dead beasties washed up - from seals to seabirds - all testament to the furious gales we have been having over the past few weeks.

Hightailing it up Fish Hoek beach.  

Hartlaubs and Grey-headed Gulls socializing in front of the Beachfront Informal Shelter for the Homeless and Drug-peddling Fraternity of Fish Hoek. All very peaceful.

Then we heard a distant barking, 

and started seeing more and more Scotties,

until we were in the middle of a yapping, sniffing, wagging, snapping Scottie Walk!

Luckily the owners are better behaved and more civic-minded than their charges.

Laddie was overwhelmed as ever with all the bums to sniff.

The posh Scotties about to be greeted by Mac the happy and enthusiastic pup. Like me they were polite, but not impressed with his over-the-top, ecstatic greeting.

Although Fish Hoek municipality wouldn't allow us to play the bagpipes, some of the walkers entered into the spirit of things.

The Gusses and Jeanie - and their collie brother (or is it a sister?).

Laddie and Maggie-May immediately went off exploring,

with Laddie copying everything she did.

The crazy pups - Mac and Kenzie - drawing all the fond and foolish humans towards them,

as did this young whippersnapper called Lily,

who tried to ambush me but luckily couldn't quite reach. Cheeky youngster. Such scottitude!

Her sister, Savanna, suffers from cramps - just like my brother from down the road - and her human put her in the carry-bag that was meant for Lily-the-pup with scottitude. This had given the Food Lady ideas for carrying me on hot Sunday walks.

We got to the end, then walked back again.

It was now getting rather uncomfortably warm for an old Scot, and the treats were really quite underwhelming,

and Lily-the-pup with scottitude was fighting off sleep. She also suffers from fomo like Harvey which makes it difficult to fall asleep.

Some Bosties came past too - in top gear as Bosties always are.

There were also some important peeps from Tin Can Town, who we are supporting today.

Shades of grey - Whisky, Nico, Savanna and Saskia.  

 Then we said goodbye to all our Scottie Walk friends and went to Omie-Domes house for a cup of tea and a ferocious bark at the neighbour's ugly Labrador.

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.