It seems like ages ago but we did go on holiday this year and here is the proof of exactly how beautiful it was.....but first we had to get there.
...are we nearly there yet?
Ok, I know....enough is enough, first a bus-then the sleeper-then another train-then another bus...but I promise one little more taxi ride and then.......yes back to the comfort your accustomed to.
I'm ready for my close up Mr. DeMille...
What, have I got something on my face?
Come on...please just a wee forty winks.
Does my bum look big in this?
He wasn't giving this one back for anything. It'd been festering nicely for quite a while, mmmm yummy.
See it does get sunny in Scotland sometimes. Lucky we had a furry neighbour to keep Hamish occupied.
We're going to need a bigger boat.....
What the hell kind of dog d'ya call that? YIKES!
The view in front of our cottage.
I'm sure he was a working dog in a former existence. This is Bill Cowie, Rona's manager (that covers a vast amount of things - very hard work) Bill thought Hamish was a very posh dog and called him a Picadilly Highlander. Bills dogs sleep outside even in Winter.
A peaceful wee inlet with mist in the distance.
It's all so much fun, but leaping through the heather is very tiring.
Hamish takes in the last of the sea air on the boat back from Rona to Portree.
He's mostly on the long line at the moment to try and improve his behaviour at this crucial time, but here's a moment of time-out with girlfriend Ruby.
And another with mentor Radio and Doby Flo - oh and a wee Ruby in the background. This is a new café in our park. They're still learning how to make coffee but they put water bowls out for dogs so we like them already.
Hamish used to sleep for hours when he came to work with me, now he's into everything and wants to be at the centre of it all.
Luckily I kept his puppy crate which he still likes to squeeze in to for a power nap.
