
Next stop – Luxembourg!
Good bye Muffin! Goodbye Carolina! Goodbye, Marianne! Goodbye, Lars!

Good bye Muffin! Goodbye Carolina! Goodbye, Marianne! Goodbye, Lars!

I learnt a new Italian word. Poodle in Italian is Barboncino! And a Cocker Spaniel is the same – so in Italian that makes me

Though Mummy had never been to Lugano, she knew it was close to Como and a special place she wanted to show me.

We woke up to raindrops on the window and thought – what a bummer! We had a day trip planned to go to Como (Italy)

After a seamless flight from Vienna to Zürich, we are back on more familiar tracks – the train.

Good night – time to go to bed in our very white room.

Last week it looked like I had a needle coming out of my head –

We had an afternoon and an evening in Vienna, so it was going to be packed with things to do.

“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.“

Finally the day has arrived. Mummy tied a blue ribbon that matches her dress around my neck.


After our journey of two taxis, two trains and a bus we arrived at Schloss Obermayerhofen in the rather quiet Austrian countryside.

The one good thing about having to wake up early is to catch the sunrise, though Mummy would happily have lie-ins – which she is

We arrived in rainy Vienna – the bus stopped across the canal from the hotel. So we walked along rush hour traffic till we found the

After our encounter with the fox, we got on with the day. We arrived at Heathrow Terminal 2. This time Mummy did not get lost like

Mummy, how did it go? Was George ok on this trip? Did he do a runner?

Another travel day, another early start. Today we’re taking a ferry across the channel. We’re going home.


I had an amazing time. Thank you Manuela for having us to stay at your beautiful home in Mallorca.

On our last night in Mallorca, Manuela suggested we have dinner in a finca, Sa Tafona. Lovely, I thought, we can sit outside and enjoy the

We were at the vets to have my Milbemax for tapeworm treatment and a check up.

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

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.

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

Another day, another car ride to the airport, another panting session

We made it! This is George reporting from Düsseldorf after a very long and tedious journey

Mummy, Parcel Post might be the fastest way for us to travel. This way you don’t have to spend a whole day in front of the computer and

George, remember the very rough beach we went to on New Year’s Day? Mummy was so nervous about us going on it because of those mighty

when it was just Mummy and me, the time before George entered our lives.

Day 2 at Burton Bradstock and we were raring to go!
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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