All posts tagged House of Mutt

On telly!

We made it on the ITV’s The Secret World of Posh Pets tonight. Read more…

A Quintessentially English weekend

Everything about last weekend at House of Mutt’s Dog Retreat at Lucknam Park Hotel & Spa was  quintessentially English! Read more…

We’re off to a Dog Retreat

And hoomans are welcomed too! LOL! Read more…

“You want me to come out of the tunnel?”

After you lured me into it?

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The Return

Here I come!!! Read more…

Just being dog!

Me and my pals at House of Mutt conferring on what to do next on another busy day … Read more…

Doing a jig for the cameras – again!

While George has been exploring the great metropolis of New York City, I have been performing my agility skills to impress Sarah and the camera! Read more…

It’s that funny feeling all over again.

Last night we had me and Mummy time at Blakes Hotel while George had a sleep over at Jaffa’s – before the “lovers” are apart for almost two weeks. Read more…

Darcy’s Home!!!

Mummy! I can smell Darcy! She’s on the other side of the door!

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Greetings from the House of Mutt

Just in case, you’ve forgotten that this is really my blog which seems to have been all about George of late – just thought I’d say “hello” from the House of Mutt in Suffolk! Read more…

The walk backwards goodbye

Goodbye, Mummy. Read more…

Showing our report card

Mummy, I think you’re going to find this House of Mutt  report card interesting. Instead of the usual … as in how wonderful I am and how I have become a bit attached to Sarah when I am there, this one is more about George. Read more…

One last run …

Our last full day at House of Mutt Read more…

Happiness

I may be a city girl but I am quite athletic and I love to run!!!! Read more…

Sniffing bottoms

This is what happens when we arrive at House of Mutt – Read more…

See ya later! Don’t follow us!

We woke up this morning with a sense of anticipation – Mummy’s luggage is out and what does it mean? Read more…

One last group photo

These are my friends when I was at House of Mutt – after our last walk before I left to go home … Read more…

One more sleep …

One more sleep before we’re altogether again!  Mummy and Impostor are on their way home. Read more…

Guilt-free holiday (for Mummy)

Mummy saw these photos of me and my friends at House of Mutt – and shed all feelings of guilt about leaving us behind.   Read more…

Reporting on our state of mind …

Look how well-behaved we are at House of Mutt – we’ve learnt to follow the path – like sheep! Read more…

Such long goodbyes …

To think I might not see those eyes make it so hard not to cry. And as we say our long goodbye I nearly do. …Read more…

Getting cleaned up for a holiday in the countryside

It doesn’t sound right, does it? Grooming for a countryside holiday where I will be running across fields, through woods and on the beach for the next two weeks while Mummy takes off on her own trip. Read more…

Confessions of a Traveller with dog(s)

This time we get to ask Mummy questions.

Whenever we go on trips together – we know it’s a hassle for Mummy to travel with us than not.  We know she loves us and enjoys having us with her, but she also has the option to leave us behind. So why does she do it? We thought we would ask her. Read more…

I turn my back on misery

I turn my back on misery

I cannot bear the pain

My heart is empty and sore

For I cannot believe, my beloved Hector has gone. Read more…

Confessions of a well-travelled pooch

This time, I, George get to interview Miss D and ask the questions.

Ahem! Here we go – Read more…

Licks, kisses, waggy tail …

… more kisses, licks, tail wagging – Read more…

Surf’s up!

LOOK at that!!!! Yowza!!!! Read more…

Wheeee! Another week!

Sarah told me that even though Mummy’s being discharged today, I won’t be going home for another week.   Read more…

Something tells me I am having an extended stay

We’ve had a good weekend Mummy.

I, along with the “mutts” at The House of Mutts have been out walking and running in the woods Read more…

Watch out Mutts, here I come!

Mr. Peter, my “chauffeur” had picked me up from Wimbledon Village for my holiday at House of Mutt. Read more…