Sunday, 11 August 2013

Black and White Sunday No.7


It's a sausage feast !

So I'm now back in London fresh from my hols in the countryside. I had a wonderful time and I'm ever so grateful to the Grandfolks for talking such good care of me - I don't think they wanted me to go but they know I'm a city dog really and have to crack on with my art adventures! So not to waste any time the folks and I jumped in the car yesterday and went on an trip to Essex and Suffolk. First stop was Saffron Walden to visit the Fry Gallery http://www.fryartgallery.org to see their wonderful collection of prints and paintings by artists such as Edward Bawden, Eric Ravillious and Keith Vaughan. En route there we bumped into another mini chocolate dachshund - she was a super woofer and we got on like a house on fire - I hope I grow up to be as lovely as she was! Then we continued our journey to an area called Hickbush to see where one of Daddy's favourite painters - Patrick George- painted. I had such fun in the fields, eating the cow poo and woofing at anything that moved. I think Daddy was very grateful to have such a good little helper on his search ;) Then to top off such a wonderful day, when we returned to London we met one of my dear friends Ziggy - another mini - who I met in puppy class. It was such a treat to see him as he is growing into such a handsome young doggie. He made me blush because he said I was looking very pretty :) I'm so lucky to have such a collection of fellow sausage friends.

At the Farmer's Market in Saffron Walden

Chocolate kisses

Little and a little bit larger

Pretty houses in Saffron Waldon

A very pretty village called Finchingfield
In the Fry Art Gallery

Me and Ziggy


Sunday, 4 August 2013

Black and White Sunday No.6

Shadow and Ball 

My holiday with the Grand folks

This past week Mummy and Daddy have been on their hols in the South of France. They had a wonderful time and visited Arles where Van Gogh spent a year, and Aix en Provence to pay hommage to Cezanne who is Daddy's favourite painter. I was lucky enough to spend the whole week with the Grand folks and Coco - I had such a super time! Grandma says I was a 'little poppet' and no trouble at all :) - apart from when I swallowed a whole shrew ( GULP ) and when I disappeared down the dyke looking for a rabbit and also when Grandad's supper fell on the floor and I ate it all up in one go! I have also been busy protecting Grandma and Grandad from all the dangers in their garden, I've noticed many suspicious looking brown things scattered around ( plant pots apparently ) and I've dealt with them firmly by barking loudly and then wearing them on my head to show them who is boss. Mummy came to collect me yesterday but I'm reluctant to go back to London. Quite frankly Lincolnshire is much more fun :)

WOOFING at the very dangerous looking plant pot

Plant pot conquered - victory run wearing the plant pot