Mad A has announced that the Baron is besotted with Beloved Bess the Spaniel (now 7 months old). He walks her every morning.

Famous local ratter and traveler and friend to all the world, Millie of Medlars, has delivered in typical terrier fashion.

Its amaxing1 He’s still alve and a very happy little dog. He can’t even guess what his gifts from Squibby and Stig will be, but he’s
hoping for more Squeaky toys, as the house and grounds are littered with what look like ‘road kill’ old ones, empty of squeaker and fluff!

I have two particularly challenging  males in my household, both of whom seem to be suffering the teenage affliction of never listening or doing what is asked of them. Regarding one, the less said the better.
Regarding the other, I had forgotten what a challenging time it was having an under one year old dog. At [...]

Reports of bizarre exploits amongst the terrier racing cognoscenti at the Froghman Fayre have reached this desk. Dramas to equal the summer when the bicycle propelled bunny broke down and the dogs seized the furry lure and then fought to the death; have been hinted at. Traps not opening, faulty judgements and the like. What [...]

No longer will the friendly neighbourhood visits and instant dog/car collection be necessary. Ouch!

A cousin of Judes from Canada was walking Hardy on the Forest when he caught sight of an oddly accoutered group trying to follow a small black dog. Debbie remarked especially on the fetching white sans culotte hat worn by one. She was able to ascertain their purpose and sternly borrowing a lead, continued her [...]

First announcement of a new competition for the BV
Ftfv is getting a new German Shepherd puppy on Sunday – name the dog (and save it from being named with some awful invention of Fiona’s. I mean, anyone who can call a horse Cyril ….. needs some help in choosing names…..)
Entries as soon as possible to [...]

Bonnie & Buffy sat barkless at the window as a streak of white followed by a larger black one flashed across the hillside. They were keen to follow. It was Button hell bent on pursuit of something, with a slightly less eager Megan in tow. I’m sure that knowing of our great interest in all [...]