Taffy

Taffy; dressing up

At last a Christmas Robin; with news of my dear hacking chum, Taffy! As usual the old misery sent word of yet another ailment. He's laid up (or “locked up” as he put it) with another abscess in his hoof. And if that wasn't bad enough his Two-legs has added insult to injury with the application of a red plastic bag around the injury. I've sent back word to console him with a chirpy comment that at least it is a seasonal colour! That will go down well...

Love a GOOD scratch

Actually, his main complaint was about being kept in the sand school, out of the mud and away from his beloved hay ring. Apparently his brother, Zebedee, is doing great damage to its' contents and poor ol' Taffy's terrified that there will be none left for breakfast. At least Zeb is able to eat his meal in peace.

Merry Christmas, and may the wind be at your tail and not blowing in your ears!

Love Flint x

Stinky Benny; unimpressed with being clipped at this time of year.  If only he'd stay out of the muck heap!  Mucky dogs get clipped.