The Beastly Beasts

The Beast Whitch Project

posted by Chris at 18:18

Over at Salcey again today, and played about with the movie feature on the camera. So if you are really sad, and on broadband, here's a couple of QuickTime movie files for you to take a look at.

They are both nearly 5MB big, so don't do it on dial up - unless you're really sad.

Clip 1 Clip 2

White Lodge Walk

posted by Chris at 21:51

Having dashed all the way back from the very North of Scotland yesterday, it was out and about closer to home today - Beacon Hill in Leicestershire.

Beacon Hill is my favourite of all the White Lodge walk sites, but for some it is a bit of a struggle. (Beacon Hill, as it name suggests, is a hill used in days gone by for displaying beacons, and it is ideally suited being a large hill in an other wise flat surrounding area. It is actually a very old (I hope) volcano.) So to make it easier for those not wanting to do the bottom to top and back again route, a second start time was arranged leaving the top car park, timed to meet up with the athletic walkers from below.

Our goal was to be at the earlier start from the bottom. We failed - miserably - and so joined the short walk.

Beacon Hill with Beasts

It was a really nice day, and superb turn out. We met Claire's new helper at the kennels (and I can't remeber her name - sorry!!) who commented on how well the Beastly Beasts got on when they stayed the week before. She must be a very nice lady 'coz Monty was pleased to see her - and that's good enough for me.

Look What I've Rolled In

Having had a chat with people, the Beasts and I went and did the long walk by ourselves so that they had had a decent day out. And if you remeber the Two Ronnies spoof on the Hovis advert - it's bloody long way up that hill.

How to Make Your New Rescue Feel at Home

posted by Chris at 21:31

Put them in kennels!!

"What?!!" I hear you cry. "How is that going to make them feel at home?" you are probably asking.

Well, I've just got back from a weeks diving in Scapa Flow, and while I was away Gill was out and about with work, so the beasts had to go to kennels; White Lodge of course. And a couple of weeks ago they were there for a couple of days while I was in France on business.

And on their return on both occasions, Troy seems to be happier at home. My theory is that each time he's gone back to kennels before, a) he's been on his own, whereas all four were in together, and b) he's stayed there for ages, whereas both times he's gone straight back to where he came from - home with me and the rest of the beasts. And the result is that he now knows that home really is home this time.

Splash Yer Boots

posted by Chris at 22:37

From time to time when walking the Beasts at Hunsbury we bump into Kevin and Nero, and sometimes the family. This evening on the way to Hunsbury we met Kev's son, Tyler, on the way to Tesco with two girls. He loves Jack and came over to say hello and give Jack a stroke. As we had stopped, Troy decided to have a pee.

And the nearest vertical object? Correct: Tyler's leg.

The girls thought it hilarious, and gave crys of "Nice one dog!". So if Tyler was trying to impress the local talent, I'm afraid this evening his street cred went straight down the drain along with Troy's wee.