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  3. Back home after holiday

    You been busted........Dads played ya Tara and you fell for it Now he knows you can come down anytime you want, so no free rides down now girl
  4. Back home after holiday

    Tara: Today Dad waited till i had gone up, and then he gave Cato a treat! A biiiig treat! And then another one! the stairs were being all high and steep and scary, but those treats are delish! So I was extra specially brave! And i came downstairs all by myself. And Dad saw how clever i am, and i got two treats too! Haha!
  5. Back home after holiday

    Tara - now you can take a toy up there and then nudge it down the stairs and chase it!
  6. Back home after holiday

    Very cleaver you are Tara, now you can mountaineer to your hearts content
  7. Tara: So we got home and it woz nice to be back with Home Sniffs, but the BEST bit is that I learneded how to climb stairs! Aren't I clever? The day after we got home I followed Mum up the stairs. Our stairs are different from the holiday stairs. They were wood and brown and slippy and really steep! Our home stairs are soft and carpety and narrower, but still steep. So I was really brilliant of me to know about holiday stairs and then go up the home stairs, wozn't it? So now I can go up and sit on the Big Bed if I like! All by myself!!! Without Cato. He waits at the bottom and is all wimpy and not brave enough to follow me. But there is one weird thing. They change. They are all nice and interesting and mountainy when I go up them. It is exciting and I am clever. But then when I get to the top and I have had a sniff around, when I go to the top of the stairs to come back down... well they change. They get all steep and a bit dangerous-like and I don't want to go down them by myself. So I have to sit up there until Mum or Dad come and fetch me. I can climb down when they are with me, but I can't do it by myself. Cos of the steep dangerosity. Oh, and it is funny. Sometimes I can't climb them. There is this thing that has appeared at the bottom of the stairs. It is white and metal and barred. And sometimes it is open, and I can go up and come down again with Mum, but sometimes is it closed! And then I can't get up. (Mum: that'll be the child stair gate then ) But I am really clever, aren't I? Learninging how to climb the stairs. It is really good fun!
  8. Holiday 7: Golitha Falls

    As I looked at the pictures I could imagine myself running around that forest, playing in the water, catching frogs, climbing trees and sitting on stumps. I love areas like that.
  9. Holiday 7: Golitha Falls

    Confession....I had myself all built up ya know, I love water falls and when you said Golitha Falls was coming up next I checked all excited every few hours just waiting for my water fall Hehehehe Silly me Never mind... it is a gorgeous place and I enjoyed all the pictures and the history lesson about the stones and the vault underneath You are one smart cookie Cato to figure out you were next, Tara has her ninja skills but you young lad have observation skills that are legendary
  10. Holiday 7: Golitha Falls

    Mum: When we were kids on summer holidays, we went up there. Hot dry days, cool under the shade of the trees, and a lot less running water. this is the first time i had seen it after rain, so it was cool and damp. and yes, Cato is very smart. Next time i have to remember to pick him up first, so that he doesn't see The Awful Thing happening to Tara, and work out that he is next! Tara can watch him and larff, never working out that the same thing is going to happen to her...
  11. Holiday 7: Golitha Falls

    Wow - that was a BIG adventure! Beautiful place.......looks so cool and refreshing. Was it - or was it hot and muggy? Cato, it's not that you aren't brave.......it is that you are thoughtful and know your limitations. That makes you extra smart!
  12. Cato: It was very exciting. First we went to an old Cornish slate mine. Me and Tara were only allowed in the first big cave, and we had to be carried. Tara got mud all over Dad's jacket. Haha! And it was all wet and drippy. Then Mum and Tara and me had a drink while Dad did the thousandsandthousands of steps down to the other caves and the underground lake. Wish we could have gone, but there were No Paws down there. Dad said that the life of a Cornish slate miner was horrible cruel. He says that they used to take their sons down the pit when they were 12 to train them up, cos by the time the Dad's were 35 they were so crippled with arthritis from the harsh wet mine conditions, that they couldn't work any more, and they needed the son's to earn the living to support them! That is hard, isn't it? And then we went to Golitha Falls. It was ACE!!! Mum says it isn't really Falls, because Falls are splooshier. But that didn't matter. It was amazingly sniffy, and green, and we didn't have to keep Mum and Dad on the lead. And it was incredible! It had been raining so everything was soggy and lovely. The water is all brown because it comes down off Bodmin Moor and has brown peat stuff in it. We did lotsandlotsandlots of exploring and sniffing. There was soggy mud and soggy leafmold and sand and tree roots and splashy water and old mossy trees. And cows. But they were cowering (pun!) on the other side of the water. Interesting carved things And of course, Tara found mountains EVERYWHERE! There were two really scary bits though. I didn't like them. One bit was when we all got stuck, and Dad had to jump across a bit of fast splashy water. And then Mum picked up Tara, and I saw Mum pass her over the scary water to Dad. And I got into a bit of a tizz, cos I knew that was going to happen to me too. And I ran about a bit, cos I couldn't think and I was afraid. And I wouldn't come to Mum which was terrible. But I couldn't. And Dad was a bit cross. And Tara jumped back over to see what was going on. But I still couldn't stand still and it was awful. But then Mum said it would be OK, and we could walk back up and go around, until we didn't have to go over water. And that was much better. I love Mum. Tara came with us, cos she just likes scrambling everywhere, and Dad was left on his own. And I didn't like that either! Then the next scary bit was here. Dad and Tara climbed up the mountain, but I couldn't. It was vertical steep and very high. Mum wanted to pick me up to help, but that was awful, and I panicked a bit again. So she found another way we could go around, and it was OK. I know I am not very brave, but I did try. It was just a bit too much. And Mum understands. I did want to come to her, but I couldn't cos of all the panic in my tummy. I love Mum. Dad said he thought I was being silly, but I couldn't help it. And it was so scary that I had nightmares that night. I howled and was afraid, but Mum was there and she stroked me, and she made it better. This is the way we took going around. And this. And this is Tara on a mountain by the side of the path. Dad found this mountain for her too, but then she hopped off it before Mum could take a pic. And before we got in the car Mum had to wash her feet in the water, cos of all the peat and mud and stuff that had squidged into her sandals. That was funny! She had to stand in the water with her skirt up by her knees, swishing her foots around. On the way home we stopped at St Doniert's Stone https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Doniert's_Stone we didn't go into the tunnel though. Mum said that we had had enough for one day. And then we went and had a pub lunch. It was very very nice, Mum said. And we had some burger too!
  13. Holiday

    How exciting! Safe travels and can't wait to hear all about it!!
  14. Holiday 6: Looe and Polperro

    Yes Auntie Marlene! I mean, sniffing is nice, but so is sleeping. And I was very very tired. It would be OK if Tara just wasn't quite so bouncy. She always seems to get bounciest when I am floppiest. It would be lovely to not have Ninjaing all the time AuntieCrystal, but then she would be very very silly sad, like you said. She is all for climbing the mountains and the stairs, but then she doesn't want to be up there by her silly-self. But it was OK cos me and Mum had a lovely sleep on the Big Bed, and then I was fine again. Mum said I just needed a bit of time to aclimatoes to the new pace. Anyway, tomorrow I get to tell you all about Golitha Falls, which was scary good!
  15. Holiday 6: Looe and Polperro

    Fascinating! Cato......I'm like you. I just can't go on everyday. Once when we went to Savannah, Georgia, I just told the Big Guy "I just can't walk another million miles today and drive around getting lost" before Garmin) and I stayed in the motel room and napped, read and watched TV.
  16. Holiday 6: Looe and Polperro

    What great fun to see and be in your old stomping grounds. Bet it was hot the paws look worn out LOL...next time Cato you better stay behind with Auntie but without you Tara would throw a sad wouldn't she?....You can win
  17. Tara: My turn! I wore my Rainbow Bows again today, cos Mum says I am a dippy hippy rainbow child. Can you get rainbow Ninja? I like that idea. So today Mum draggled us all the way to somewhere called Looe. She spend lots of holidays in Looe when she woz a pup, cos her Grandpa's family come from Looe. This is where we parked. It is called the Millpool carpark, and Mum knew the tricksy shortcuts to get to the interesting sniffy bits. This is the sea. Paws aren't allowed on the beach. so we sat on a wall, talking to strangers (strangers always like me!) while Dad went into the museoum place. He said it woz good and all smugglery. And there woz a prison cell and everything. A family came up and said hello to me and Cato, and Cato did his thing and they wanted to take him home! haha! but Mum larffed and said 'no thank you! he is our pack.' They were nice people, and they said that their Shih Tzu would look nice in my bows too. From where we were sitting we could see these houses. They are where Mum's mum (our Grandma) used to stay when she woz a pup. She lived on the end one next to the chapel. Then we walked out on the Banjo Pier. Cato was a bit weird. He woz OK til he realised we were all high up and it was scary, and then he sort of froze and Dad had to carry him. I loved it. Cos it woz all sniffy and interesting, and we met the nice people again. This is wot it looked like from the end of the pier. Mum lifted me up so I could see. Mum says this is a panorama series woteva that is. That is Rame Head in the last pic Then we walked back through the old bits. The little bendy streets. Mum wanted this pic cos she says that her great-great-great Grandma was born in the room over that arch. And then we stopped for lunch here. Cato is very floppy, isn't he? Mum said he needed a day off from holidaying, so that he could rest and sleep and be boring. But I LOVE holidays. I wouldn't mind if we left Cato behind one day, but I don't want to miss anything. Holidays are FUN!!! This is Martin's Dairy. Mum says they do nice pasties and saffron cake and stuff. Dad got some, but me and Cato and Mum didn't. On account of Cato's tummy and Mum's food thingies too. I can eat everything, but Dad says no, it has to be fair. Not fair! Then we went by car to Polperro what is even smaller than Looe, and had even more smugglers. I know that cos it had a museoum all about it. We parked up the hill, and walked down to the harbour. Cato needed a rest too. And I might have been a bit sleepy too. This is us sitting on the harbour wall while Dad gave us a drink. Doesn't Cato look floppy? Mum says there woz no water cos the tide woz out. It all fills up again with the salty stuff. Then we beachified. There is a cave! We saw a dead crab, and a big fish skin, and we went into the cave, Cornish beaches smell different from our home beaches. Mum says that Cornish beaches smell proper, and Lincolnshire beaches smell weird. But she is wrong. Lincolnshire beaches smell proper, don't they Aunties? Mum thinks you want to see this rock too. No idea why. This is us standing inside the cave. Mum couldn't take other cave pics, cos there was a big family in there pretending to be pirates, and it was all shouty and echoey and we didn't go in properly. This is more town stuff. And then we stopped outside a pub and me and Cato had a sleep while Mum and Dad had special Once-In-A-Holiday Treats. Dad says that cream teas should ALWAYS have clotted cream. Haha. This is wot we could see from under our table. Today woz OK, but it was all town and stuff, and not much fun for paws. Especially cos we couldn't do the beach, in Looe. Cato got a lift all the way back up the hill to the car, and he woz nearly asleep in Dad's arms. Mum said he needed a proper rest so she went up for a snooze on the bed with him when we got back. I stayed downstairs with Dad and bounced and fetched and wrestled. That is more fun than sleeping!
  18. Holiday

    Have fun
  19. Holiday

    Oooh lovely! look forward to hearing all about it, and seeing all your adventures.
  20. Hi Aunties, just a short blog to say we are off on our holiday today. North Yorkshire moors here we come... Mum said she'll take lots of photos to share we you all
  21. Holiday 5: Lanhydrock (aka cow poo day)

    Love that kitchen, I could have stayed in there for hours just looking. I know in those days it was hard back breaking work but I just love the history ....guess that's what I love about the Downtown Abby series, it showed what each of those items were and how they had to cook Couldnt see the rest of the pictures after the man cave...😩 Hope they come back
  22. Holiday 5: Lanhydrock (aka cow poo day)

    Hams, beef joints and various cuts of meat hung for storage. i imagine with a house, family and staff that size, there was quite a turnover!
  23. Holiday 5: Lanhydrock (aka cow poo day)

    Every pic is more amazing than the last one. What are those hanging white things? Laundry? Cheese?
  24. Cato: Hello Aunties. Today I am blogging about some great big human den called Lanhydrock. It was enormous. And I was a bit tired. We did a lotlotlot of walking on holiday, and I was worn out by this time. I mean, I do love sniffing, but all this hot walking and sun and new places and Tara bouncing is very tiring. Mum says that Lanhydrock is so humungously enormous that it has its own park, with cows and sheep that poo all over the place. There was horse poo too, I am sure of it, but Mum doesn't believe me. And deer. I could definitely sniff deer. This is Dad and me and Tara trekking in the hotness through the park. And this is more park. There was poo everywhere. It was very sniffy. And Tara wanted to eat it. Well, I did too, but Mum says we shouldn't talk about eating poo. Dad doesn't mind though. He says we (paws) are all loggical and need to know our enemy. And he is right! But Mum doesn't understand. This used to be a tree. Tara had to climb it, of course. And this is the first sight we had of Lanhydrok gatehouse. Mum found this pic of the whole place, so you would see how eenorrmous it is. And that is just the front! It went on and on and on round the back too. This is boring National Trust stuff, if you want to know more about it. https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/lanhydrock These are more bits that we saw. And then Mum found a table and had a cup of tea, and we had a snooze underneath it. Dad went round the house. I think Tara was bored, cos she hunted ants, and cuteified at people (she was wearing her rainbow bows), but I just slept. On account of being tired. And even the ants didn't keep me awake. Then Dad came back and Mum went round the house. Dad took us for a walk in the park (more poo!) and then had an icecream. I don't like icecream, but I had lots of water, and another snooze before Mum came back. This is the stuff she was doing when she was away. Mum: The entrance hall The dining room The kitchens. See the amazing way they had to open the windows (the house is very modern, in comparison with most big stately homes, so they had a lot of fancy mod cons that you might not expect) The kitchen range Various other kitchen related rooms - staff dining area, dairy, scullery, bread ovens, etc. And this is the bell system for summoning servants Then the route took us into the Family's living and working areas. The estate office The billiard room including an incredible fireplace! Someone's private ManCave A glimpse at the family ancestry The nursery suite, including the nurse's bed and the nursery bathroom and schoolroom Fire and safety rules An entire room just for the processing and cleaning of chamber pots!!! The servant's quarters (a typical room) sorry about the blurred focus here. A couple of young ladies kept trying to get in the way! This is an entire room for the Family's various pieces of luggage for when they went to stay with friends or went up to London. Then we went down one flight of stairs to the main rooms. This was the Master suite for Him And for Her Her private sitting room This was a main living area/drawing room Some familiar tapestries that FAR predate this part of the house Ceilings And now this is the older part of the house. I will let the photographs explain the ceiling. Incredible, isn't it? All in all, I think we only saw about half the house. Yup. There were just as many rooms left that we didn't see. And then back outside and round through the formal gardens towards the church. this is what happens if you get a bit too enthusiastic trimming your topiary! This is the back door from the second story, which goes over that stone 'bridge' and gives a shortcut to the church. These pics are the back of the house. The ground rose sharply behind the house, and there was a walkway level with the roofline. You can see how rambling it is, and how the front facing part of the building is just part of it. The action really happened in the kitchens and servants areas at the back. Can you see Dad? He is seated at a table near the far wall, just to the left of the icecream stall. Cato was ever so pleased to see me. He hates it when the pack splits up. (and yes, he got a lift from Dad on the way back up the hill to the car. It was a very hot day, even though it was quite overcast. And Cato really was tired)
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  26. Holiday 4: Cotehele House

    Haha! I bet it would fall apart in a year, after centuries of damp cool Cornish air.
  27. Holiday 4: Cotehele House

    OK - you can have everything but my round chair. I'll put the chair in my insulated home with heat and AC and a microwave (and heated tile floor for the dogs).
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