The Dogs

A few of you have asked how are the dogs? How are they coping?

Well apart from Shaggy eating something horrid which got stuck in his throat, he coughed it out in the end. Scoobie got a fishing hook in his lip, also from scavenging round and an upset stomach for about four days! They are good! Very funny in fact. 

Some of you will know Shaggy likes to patrol our perimeter, which is fine but when we started it was about 1000m2. He quickly learned that when camping, particularly on campsites, this wasn't going to work. It is now down to about 300 m2.

We have also learned that when we get up in the morning to put his lead on straight away, otherwise he is off looking for left overs in all the other camps. This was particularly bad at Christmas when about 20 men each night cooked up this huge BBQ and left all the bones lying around. We have these long red leads so they are not too confined and Shaggy was told that he would have to go on his lead if he didn't come back, but the bones were too good, so he really didn't care, when he returned he jumped into the trailer and put himself in solitary.  He quite happily stayed there for about 30 minutes then re-appeared, with this look of, I have taken my punishment! He has now resigned himself to the fact that he spends most of the time one his red lead. He is very good at going in and out of the poles and chairs tying himself in knots. But he can untie himself unlike Scoobie. We try not to put Scoobie on his because the two of them together look like they are doing Maypole dancing round the poles, which becomes even more of an issue if another dog comes passed and we end up with poles, tables and chairs flying everywhere! Here are some pics we have taken so far -

Hiding from the rain

Which way? At Paddys Dam

In the water

Where ever you lay my bed that's where I'll be!

Simon with the dogs going underground!

Scoobie has a new habit of digging holes to sit in. It wouldn't be so bad but when he does it, sand or dust goes everywhere. On this occasion he filled Simon's fishing bag full is sand.

Shaggy's new travelling spot. He is on the head rest area at the back of the cab, rather than on his bed with Scoobie. He likes to look out and given the chance he will press the button to open the window. We now have put the window lock on! 

Simon and the dogs chilling.