Chosen
Miss Darcy
16/05/2025
And I’d choose you, in a hundred lifetimes, in hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you. I remember
And I’d choose you, in a hundred lifetimes, in hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you. I remember
Life is not defined by its beginning or end, but by what happens in between. The dash between a birthdate and a date of death
“Come back soon.” That’s what they said to us the last time we were in Scotland. That was early January 2023. Has it been that
There’s a sweet Paw Challenge on Instagram – where two hands touch and the dog then puts its paws on top of them. It is
When love strolls into our lives – often brazen and unannounced – we rarely know the form it will take or the time it chooses
Today, eleven years ago, Darcy made her appearance into Mum’s life. She bounced past Mum who stood transfixed at the doorway as she watched Darcy
At this stage of the road map out of lockdown – self-contained accommodation such as campsites and holiday lets, where indoor facilities are not shared
We’ve been busy learning some French – enough to understand this clip on French Televisione 2! The film clip was aired on France TV2 last
Sometimes you just have to work extra hard for that one extra bit of treat left in the bag.
The weather wasn’t fabulous today so instead of walking in the park, we went for a playdate at Rusty’s.
Before any hunt or eats, we went to church on Easter Sunday.
Mummy’s “bed-ridden” today and guess what happens?!?!?! Tummy rubs!
Oh wow! Look at all these goodies and pressies you brought back, George. Thank you!
It’s been two and a half years ago since our friend Dasha Hugg made this video for us. It seems like so much time had
A couple of weeks ago, we went all the way to Shoreditch to a 3D printing shop. We didn’t quite understand what that meant.
We had returned from our weekend in Cornwall and found a few packages waiting for us. Packages in the post – one of Mummy’s favourite things.
A few weeks ago, someone from the German TV company, RTL called Mummy and asked us about the food that we eat. We told them
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,
A few months ago, Pet-fi, approached Mummy and I to share our story on how we came to write our blog.
I can’t explain myself and I won’t even try – those words speak for my dilemma. I see Mummy for the first time in a
We woke up this morning with a sense of anticipation – Mummy’s luggage is out and what does it mean?
Charlie might be a handful – because with him, we’re three …
When we wake up each morning, we know Mummy will feed us. And she will take us out for walks, or if we go with the dog
Mummy had a very busy week – by Friday evening she couldn’t even stay awake for Graham Norton! Maybe if Zayn Malik had been a
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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