
A Cotswolds Christmas
Merry Christmas everyone! We are in the lovely Cotswolds – picturesque England!

Merry Christmas everyone! We are in the lovely Cotswolds – picturesque England!

Tonight, we light the first candle on the menorah for Hanukkah.

It’s Christmas Eve … and Father Christmas will be visiting soon. Tonight, we’ll sleep by the fireplace and bark when he comes down the chimney

Mummy bought us some Pudsey ears today so we can give back a little to hoomans.


We think a large part of the world’s population stayed up last night glued to the TV – but not us.


You don’t scare me. You’re just a face some hooman carved out of a pumpkin. So I am going to give you a kiss because

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

The Olympics is finally over! And we can all have quiet nights once more.

We’ve been watching the Olympics every night so we know what a race entails … We were preparing for our own Olympics “hurdles” race – just

In the spirit of the Olympics, we had an international gathering at Kensington Gardens.

Georgie, something has happened while we were away for a few days.

Can you see me? I’m standing in one of the four Summer Houses that is an extension of the annual Serpentine Architecture Programme.

I know I hail from Wales, but do you think I look good with a football?




You must be tired. It’s been a long day for you even though you were hidden behind the clouds most of today, overshadowed by the rain

Good morning, Mr. Sun! Long day ahead for you – 17 hours of lighting up our skies.

My father is Ginger, a miniature apricot toy poodle. I do take my colouring from him.

One more week to make up our minds, but Mummy and I were wondering if the Referendum will affect our travels to Europe if the UK exits the

Yesterday was the day of street parties all over the UK – and we had organised our own – doggy-focused street party!

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. Psalm 121.1

We weren’t thinking of going to the parade, but we were up early going to the flower market. And since we were already in the

I was on hand to make sure everything is going as planned for the Bark Walk Street Party.


This is the 11th year of “Chelsea in Bloom” – it means that if you walk around the shops near Sloane Square, you will see a lot

We were at The GOAT having lunch yesterday when we saw a parade of demonstrators walking past. “What are they doing, Mummy?” I asked.

Well, would you believe that they actually had a party for George yesterday in Trafalgar Square!
My father’s a miniature poodle called Ginger and my mother an English Cocker Spaniel called Beth. That’s what makes me a cockapoo.
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