Category Archives: Wilson’s Story

Happy 8th Birthday Wilson

It is Wilson’s 8th Birthday today. I’m not sure where those years went. In dog terms that means he’s reached the status of a “Senior”, but I’m not sure I hold much store by those arbitrary boundaries. He gets some … Continue reading

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Sometimes You’ve Just Gotta Eat Grass

The grass is getting pretty long around the edge of the local playing field at the moment. We often cross, to reach the woodland on the other side, and there’s a fairly well trodden path, which is handy in the … Continue reading

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Dog Toy Balls, Some You Find, Some You Loose. OR, How I Fell On My Bum in the Woods

I have two ball obsessed dogs, they love to chase balls whenever we go out for a walk. To be honest it’s great exercise for them, but can occasionally be a little hard on my pocket when we loose balls … Continue reading

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Autumn Leaves and Morning Walks

I walk the dogs every morning (& evening). Sometimes it feels the same as the previous day, often we meet the same people each morning. Sometimes something happens that’s different. Wilson found a falling autumn leaf this morning, in a … Continue reading

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Wilson’s Story – A New Life Begins

I got used to my new life really quickly and actually quite liked the cage that I had to sleep in, particularly because it had lots of toys, blankets and cushions and so was really comfortable. In fact I spent lots … Continue reading

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Origins

I was born on 28th March 2010, at Netley Marsh in Hampshire. I’m a mongrel, or so my paperwork says. That means that my parents were two different breeds of dog. My mum was a Border Collie, and my dad, … Continue reading

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