Attention all poodles/doodles/any other pouches! On the 12th of December there is going to be a (hopefully giant!) Poodle Christmas Walk in the South of England, more specifically in Camberly, Surrey. We were getting a little jealous of the amazing meet ups up north and thought it was about time we joined in the fun! The location is amazing, from experience, and has lots of space to romp and even a little river for a quick splash around. We are hoping to get a lovely big crowd attending, the more the merrier as far as we’re concerned!
As it is a Christmas we will be running a little doggy secret Santa so if you want to join us please bring a little doggy gift with you!
This week our package from The Pet Deli arrived and I could not have been more excited. We have ordered from them before and have always been thrilled by their products and we were not disappointed this time! For anyone that doesn’t know about The Pet Deli (and if you don’t why not?!) they are a lovely family-run online pet food store who offer their fellow pet owners (they have an adorable husky called Maya) a real alternative to mass-produced, processed and artificially enhanced pet foods. At The Pet Deli they are passionate about natural feeding and the life-long benefits of feeding our pest a biologically appropriate diet. We received five products from them this time so lets see how they stack up!
This weekend was a big one. After last years adorable (if I do say so myself) Christmas card Grandma decided we should do another one this year. Except she wanted all three of us in it. The three of us, in the same place, at the same time, all looking at the camera. Yeah right.
Our lovely friend Charlotte from Made for Mutts did us a rush order on some Christmas neckerchiefs for us, only 3 days from ordering to arriving, and the challenge was set. The first challenge was to keep us all clean long enough to actually take a photo. Not easy when Des is white, Eve likes to go burrowing in hedgerows and I am a dirt magnet. Especially my little white feet. I prefer them when I’m modelling mud boots. Saturday morning the scene was set. Fireplace cleaned, festive sprigs of holly cut from the bush and artistically placed with logs in fireplace and neckerchiefs on. And here’s where is all started to go wrong. Every self respecting dog knows that it is not acceptable for hoomans to expect you to do as they say before a morning walk. It’s the rules. Needless to say no amount of treats, squeaky noises, strange movements or chants of “who wants dinner” were keeping all three of us still. No way, no how. Mum did get a few decent photos but unfortunate not one of all three of us. The hoomans, in their infinite wisdom, decided they would try again after a walk.