Un día en Artà

The nearby town where we’re staying in Mallorca is Artà and on Day 2, Manuelas suggested we have a little walk around the town and to visit the church and monastery on the hill.

Sunset at Colonia St Pere

That’s me at Colonia St Pere posing just as the sun was starting to leave us for the day. And Manuela captured the moment when Mummy took that photo. 🙂

It was all worth it!

Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! We have arrived! No more car rides, no more planes and trains and everything that moves on wheels.

Confessions of a failed fosterer

This was going to be Part II of The Mind of a Hungarian Refugee. We thought we would have another chat with George following on from an interview earlier this year to find out what he thinks on his second GOTCHA Day anniversary.

It was a doggone doggy day in North East London!

We never usually venture too far east from where we live in London, nor north for that matter. But Mummy had an appointment in Islington yesterday, and we had heard there’s a dog-friendly restaurant out that way.

Ready and Fit-to-Fly

We have been preparing George to go on his first flight abroad.  In the past we had travelled by train to Amsterdam and Berlin but this time Mummy is taking him to Mallorca.

Shhhh. It’s a Resting Place.

In a small corner of Hyde Park is the Pet Cemetery – a little secret place quietly hidden away from the public eye.  Mummy took me to visit the Pet Cemetery and to learn about its history.

Darcy goes to Bronté

I am sure it was Austen who wrote about a certain “Mr.Darcy.”  Have we made a literary mistake with Bronte?

Izzy, do you see what I see?

We were out taking an evening walk last night and couldn’t help but notice the bright Harvest Moon in the sky.

In a New York state of mind

We walked past a newly established eatery near us –  B Bagel Bakery Bar and immediately New York comes to mind.

Bretagne, the last of the 9/11 canine heroes

In the aftermath of 9/11, more than 100 dogs scoured the twisted pile of concrete and ash where the World Trade Center once stood.  They worked endlessly to assist the rescue teams in search of survivors at Ground Zero.

She’s not a “dog lady”!

Mummy learnt to love dogs. Before I existed, dogs were invisible to her. Today, she sees every dog when she’s out and about. And whenever asked, she can’t refuse to take them for the day or night(s).

Shaggy Selfies

It was the summer holidays. A few of our friends have been away, our dog walker went on holiday including our groomer. But September is here, school is back which means our doggy friends have all returned too.  In the meantime, we have become shaggy dogs!

A Secret Garden in Kensington

In the middle of busy Kensington is a little oasis – a tree-filled private garden. Mummy likes going there for some quiet time, to think about things to pause from rushing through the day. And of course, she prefers our company than not.