Our New Life in the Country: As it was ... and farting Pugs!!

Thursday, 14 July 2016

As it was ... and farting Pugs!!

This is the last time you'll see the house as it was, now we have a whole different look, and most of the folk that we speak to are absolutely loving it. If I remember I'll take my camera out with me when I walk the dogs after their tea tonight and get a shot of how we look now that the scaffolding is down.

This is just one last look for posterity.

I'll have to sign off now. Ginger does not like Whiskas cat food and I got two free pouches through the post yesterday so I gave him one for his tea last night to see if he had changed his mind. He refused to eat it, so I added it to the dogs bowls this morning, they wolfed it down along with a slightly smaller portion of their own food ... but now I'm suffering the consequences.

Suky would win the farting championships of the world on a normal day and with the lovely rich Whiskas cat food in her system she's reached a whole new level of pongdom .... and now for the third time in the last half hour she's just filled the office with fumes that would make the new paint slide off the walls if I were to open the window.

Time to make a quick exit I think!!

Sue xx

9 comments:

Anonymous14 July 2016 at 18:41
Well I don't eat Whiskas (though a ready meal in a pouch is a dream for a woman who doesn't like cooking) but I think I'm ready to fight with Suky for that title. Old age, you know ...
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e14 July 2016 at 19:16
I'm so sorry. I hope Suky gets it all out of her system quickly and feels better. There is nothing worse than eating and not knowing what caused the uproar. At least you can pinpoint it and avoid it in future...Poor you!
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A Brit in Tennessee14 July 2016 at 19:21
In my veterinary days, we use to use samples of cat food to give as treats to dogs, mostly because the cats wouldn't eat them, being the finicky sorts they tend to be.
The kennels would smell like something awful after their poo :)
Your home and farm are simply a little piece of heaven.
Thank you for sharing.
~Jo
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Living Alone in Your 60's14 July 2016 at 22:50
Hubby doesn't need Whiskas neither!!
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Sals View14 July 2016 at 23:14
We're not called old farts in our house for nothing.
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Anonymous15 July 2016 at 10:03
I am very intrigued to know what you have done with your house - can't wait for your update! It is a few years now since we have had dogs - but I do remember that smell!! Kind regards, Louise S, Cheshire.
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The Weaver of Grass15 July 2016 at 14:19
With dogs, Sue, we live and learn.
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Shaheen15 July 2016 at 17:36
So funny.
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Kim @ Him, Him Me24 July 2016 at 20:12
That just sounds like Max, our Jack Russell. He can fart for Britain at the best of times. Silent but Violent are normal but he really excels himself if we give him anything slightly different to eat. Love the new paint by the way.
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This was my Blog, just me writing about our day to day life learning all about and then living the smallholding life. First we started on a farm in Oxfordshire, then we moved to a smaller place in Berkshire (both in England) and then we found a place of our very own at the bottom of a hillside in North Wales. Along for the ride were all our various animals, and we ended up with just our dogs, Suky and Mavis, our cat Ginger .... who secretly thinks he's one of the canine gang, a sheep called Ethel who wandered in off the road and stayed... and a roving band of egg laying chickens that live cheek by jowl with the local wildlife.

We grow our own fruit and vegetables, selling surplus plants and edibles at the gate. We sell the eggs the chickens lay, we reuse, recycle and rethink ... and life ticks over at a pace that suits us.

It was simply the wild and wacky ramblings of a 50 something townie turned country girl called Sue, who lost her heart to a sailor and started a new life in the country .... many years ago. On a path that took us from Cumbria to Oxfordshire, to Berkshire and then we found our home at the bottom of a wet and windy Welsh hillside by a busy main road.

Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and relax into a world of dogs, cats, chickens, polytunnels and veggies with the occasional grass munching sheep thrown in for good measure.

Sue xx

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