wild side in the woods. Our hour’s exercise is now the same one every day. Over Dinham Bridge and up the lactic ladder into the woods, back along the bread walk by the River Teme and home. Well that is the tried and tested route until Friday, when Ellie had other ideas! I was staying in as we were expecting a delivery from the butchers. At the end of the bread walk, Ellie decided she wasn’t quite ready for home and shot up the lactic ladder for another circuit... ‘Look here I’m a young collie and need certainly more than a one hour trundle around the woods!’
Himself stood at the bottom and waited using the whistle a couple of times. She stood at the top not having any of it!
Eventually he told her to sit and wait and she did, he then when up to her put her on the lead and home they came.
With my matronly bosom heaving in indignation at the sheer effrontery of the hound.
Unspoken words echoed through my battleaxe brain... ‘Well she certainly wouldn’t have tried it on with me!’
Yesterday off we went, same route, and yes you can probably see where this is going...
She did the exact same thing!
We sat on a seat, not permitted, but hey!?! I whistled a couple of times, no joy I could see her high up on the cliff type edge of the woods. I turned my back to her and waited. I turned just too soon, as she was halfway down the steps, as soon as she saw me look, back up she went!
Little bugger!
Next I sat on the ground, back towards her... no joy. All the while Ted sat on the seat, this went on for fifteen flaming minutes!
I then had the bright idea to walk right under the cliff, completely out of sight. Within seconds, she came haring down, straight past Ted on the bench, swerving as she saw me stood back from him. She rushed up to me looking relieved, I quietly said ‘Good girl!’ and home we came!
In one way I am glad she is finding her feet, in another I am sad that she isn’t getting enough exercise!
Butter wouldn’t melt in its mouth type of dawg!
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