Lots of you asked where did the butter be? Well, in my sandwich of course! hehehe.
Here I has the piccures that TNP tooked. He very fussy with his piccures and I know he not really want me to put these up. But I doesn’t care about that.
Here some of the first view of the lake. We tooked a path that went away from the lake a bit and up into some woods. We did walkings all around the whole lake Mum lost my lead when she put a sweater on so we had to find it when we came back round so that why I has Mum’s scarf on me on one pic. Of course, I had to play ball in the water for a bit. I guess lots of the less known lakes that you can take doggies to look kinda the same, so you might all get bored of seeing them!
Can you see the snow!
Here the piccure that TNP climbed up the rocks for. All the effort and he didn’t even like it!
Here another couple of views about a quarter of the way round. I did not even be a little bit tired then, nope!! Even though I do runnings back and forwards so get a much better work out then Mum.
TNP liked seeing that little house all tucked away. Althoughs, when we got near to it it turned out to be a quite big hotel!
A while back does you remember that my area of En-grr-land got flooded kinda bad. All the lakes got overflowy and stuff. Buttermere too. Buttermere looked after by a thingy called ‘The National Trust’ which look after places of interest and beauty in Britain. So they had been out repairing paths, and clearing away rocks and rubble and trees what had been pushed down and over from the streams.
We did see one tree what had got falled over. Poor tree, and poor wall what it hit!!
Another little house!
ok, now what yous all beed waiting for really. The wanton lady dogs! At one point on the walk we went past a farmer on a thing called a quad bike, he had two sheepdog dogs with him, but not shetland type ones like me. One’s like Holly and Zac. Anyways they said hello to me and we walked on.
Then we heared all this shouting and whistlings and stuff and the farmer started coming by again. We stepped off the path and one of the sheepdogs comed up to me and she beed flirting so bad! I turned my head away to say sorry, I tooked man dog! Mum told her to go cos she would get telled off!
Then we seed up on the fells (those mountain thingies in the pics, lots of sheeps being herded by dogs and peoples shouting, they moved so fast. The fell kinda sheeps live up on the mountains by theirselves and only come down for things like lambing and medicines. Our farmer shouted and 2 of the dogs went to him. Mum thinks that one of the dogs got a bit norty and didn’t listen and scattered the sheeps.
We caught up again and Mum had tied her scarf on me incase I wanted to chase the sheeps. The farmer said to her “that’s what I’m missing, a good idea.” He got her to hold the norty dog while he got some string, he said “he’ll pull mind.” but he just licked mum and said hello.
Whilst Mum beed occupied I beed getting harrassed by the wanton lady sheepdog. She called Molly, just like my brofur and she would not leave me alone. She beed licking my face, and sniffing me and wiggling her bum and fluffy tail at me!!
Finally Mum noticed and laughed at her!
“I not interested, lady!”
Anyways, we walked along and watched them get the sheeps down from the fell, I couldn’t see anything cos of a wall, so I got kinda bored, but Mum and TNP found it furry interesting. Mum said would I like to herd some sheep sometime, but I said, “nah, not really.”
TNP thought the wanton lady dog beed very funny and said she fancied a pretty city boy. BOL.
oh yes, we seed this sheep hiding out the way. Those red marks on it’s back means it been ‘tupped’ by the Ram. They put this coloured stuff on the ram’s chests and bellies so they know how well it performed.
And now, back to the walkings!
I can see why Molly liked me! hehehe!
This tree root looked like a face, Mum said. I casnot see it myself, where it’s ears and whiskers?
We seed this little lodge things across a field, so went to check it out. It stinked of sheep!
Ah, nearly home. Wait for me TNP!!