Tilly explored the limestone shoreline at Birling Gap one evening recently. I used to play here as a child.
My friend Jon Crowcroft told me recently that “On the Internet, everyone now knows you have a dog”. I took the point, and will try to moderate my doggy posts: Tilly has been with us for a year now, so I should be over that annoying new-parent enthusiasm.
It did strike me the other day, though, as we strolled across icy fields, that I walk her about two miles every morning and Rose does the same in the afternoon. Tilly, when she’s off the lead, runs at least a further three miles that we don’t.
This means that over 12 months Rose and I have each walked further than the length of the British Isles.
Tilly, on the other hand, has run a distance roughly equivalent to the width of the United States, which I feel is not a bad achievement before you reach 15 months old!
OK. Proud father signing off now…
As a small puppy, our English Cocker Spaniel, Tilly, used to like running through long grass, and occasionally through crops.
But the grasses grew faster than she did, which left her with a navigation problem…
Hello, everyone, I’m Tilly!
I came to live with Quentin and Rose just a week ago, and they haven’t had any time for blog posts since!
I was allowed to go out in the big wide world for the first time yesterday, and it’s a very strange place – all white and cold! But I can bite lots of it, so that’s good.
It looks as if there’s a very big world out there to explore!
But exploring too much of it is very exhausting so I need to have a snooze afterwards.
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