Well, this is it. We hope you enjoyed Sophie’s Shaun Hunt, we will now have to find something else interesting to post in the travel section, do feel free to send us your ideas, and thanks for following along.
See those marvellous men in their flying machines?
Please can I keep this one? I just love it.
Just watch out for that tree!
Well that’s it folks, my rounding up days are done, I hope ewe enjoyed the journey.
Now, this one is magical and you must not take it’s horn or the goblins and Tim Curry might come after you.
This one is has just come out of the oven and both Mary and Paul agree this is a star bake!
Now, when I heard the name I was thinking jelly bean design or baked beans, can someone explain the silver?
A lovely stroll down the river to see old Rosie, she’s looking lovely in her spring coat.
Clickety click 66, bingo anyone?
Pink poodles eat your heart out, this Shaun has got it going on!
And with the lotus flower we meditate on the journey so far.
Where are the other three my friend? You’re not a quartet with one.
…and a bottle of rum, yo ho me hearties yo ho.
On the head me sheep!
My name is Shanus Romanus, father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife… I think I see a crow…
We’re Sgt. Shepherd’s Lonely Hearts Club Herd
We hope you will enjoy the show…
A beautiful summers day for a beautiful flowery Shaun.
‘I said I like your colour scheme’
My dear Holmes I’m afraid you have been mis-quoted.
Wow, Wow, Wow, (Not Bow wow wow!!). Seville in Spain was wonderful. Me, a mere mutt was allowed into a Palace; The Plaza de Espania. Up and down sweeping staircases, bounding onto balconies, posing with the rest of them. It was lovely and she could not stop smiling and saying how wonderful it was. Orange trees, horse drawn carriages, outside cafes, I had arrived. The orange trees meant an endless supply of things to chase and fetch as we walked through the City. Some of those Spanish horses were a bit grumpy though, Judy never minded (much) when I pulled her tail or sniffed her legs. They did abandon me though to visit the Cathedral and the Alcazar. I think if they had tried harder they could have got me in. Now that I know how Spain classify dogs and that I fall into a handbag size (how insulting!) I know I can go almost anywhere!
After Seville we went on to Cordoba. What a night I had. While walking along the river she got chatting to a young Spanish man… obviously it was only dog chat as he had with him such a fabulous specimen of a black fluff ball. We ran and romped for miles along the river and then he took us on a bit of a tour of the City. Lots of narrow cobbled streets with the most intriguing smells. The Bridge as the sun set was another of her wow moments. She even persuaded the man of the family to stop for wine under a patio heater (he does not approve, damaging to the environment you know). Had I not said he was there?! I was left behind for the tour of the Cathedral the next morning, but that certainly had them raving, (in that very English way of theirs).
Cordoba was cool, but Segovia was freezing! There was snow on the ground and no heat in the van. It’s a good job they are soft touches and I am small and can sneak under that duvet in the middle of the night. No Gas, honestly how did they manage that? We walked and walked to keep warm and to see the amazing aqueduct built by some Romans a long long time ago. He was impressed, this was his real ‘wow’ moment. Even I cannot scent hundreds of stone arches. I think sometimes they asked a lot of me, scenting several Spanish cities in a shortish period of time is hard work, I do not think they appreciate it. I might have 4 legs to walk miles, but they are short ones and I feel they have asked a lot of this lean mean walking machine!
Well over the mountains and back into France. She has the border crossing thing cracked, not sure she even noticed this time. They were talking about it all changing though possibly and not knowing what would happen at all the boarders if something changed. Bit over my head really, being just a dog! We always stay at this one nice place on the way back, but although I might have a proper house to run round for a few days I have to go to the men in white coats and it’s not nice. They poke my ears, look in my eyes and then, the lady in the white coat just gave me something nice to eat, no nasty injection (weird). Well that was followed by a trip on the boat and home. Mind you look at the view, it’s not all bad!
See you later folks, Jack
Stop right there, thank-you very much. It’s carnival time!
You might remember a similar Gromit in the same spot, Fruit seems to be theme
Alright I confess I’ve not done them in order
Doing posh things today. At a Palace in Madrid. Hope you like the photo readers. I was caught chasing rabbits on my first leg stretch of the day though which left her not amused!
Today I have explored Salamanca. It is full of old buildings and cobbled streets and things that made her go ‘ah’ on many occasions. I loved the number of pee stops and exotic smells! I am really becoming a town dog at heart. It’s a good job I am happy to, well you know, ‘do things’ without grass. If I was as fussy as some dogs I could mention I would have had my legs crossed all day today!!! I got a bit of running around action in besides a river too which was good. Why do things try and chase me??? I can outrun them all!
So I have moved from Spain and am now in Mountain village in Portugal. We went through some boarder stress as usual, in fact she even made me wear a harness thing and tied me up!! Really, no one is going to confiscate me!!! There are dogs every wear, I was asked to write about doggy fashion, but this lot have not reached the dizzy heights of a brush yet!!! The wine is cheap, but fresh milk scarce so there is a bit of a balancing act there to keep everyone happy!!! The food thing is interesting as at home it is additive free no expense spared healthy stuff. Colouring and E numbers galore here and they wonder why I run round the van in circles in the evening!!!
