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Welcome to "Man with two dogs" - the family website for dog owners and dog walkers.
This is my countryside diary which appears each Saturday in the Courier & Advertiser newspaper.
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Vaulting ambition
Saturday, May 3rd, 2008
MACBETH’S AMBITIONS know no bounds, although we rather thought he had abandoned some of his more inflated ones. The Doyenne had both dogs out for their early walk and they disturbed a roe deer which had taken cover in amongst the tangles of the old rhododendron bushes close to the house. Inka was rattling around ahead, oblivious of the drama that was unfolding behind him. The deer took fright at the “bold MacBean” who set off in pursuit a fast as his little sawn-off legs would permit. (…read on »)
Natural remedies
Saturday, April 26th, 2008
A tattie, a neep and an ingin / An ingin, a tattie, a neep / An aipple a day keeps the doctor at bay / But an ingin‘ll dae for a week. (…read on »)
Equine pensioners
Saturday, April 19th, 2008
THINGS ON the doorstep, metaphorically speaking, are sometimes the things that get most easily overlooked. For several years I’d promised myself I’d follow the signpost at the foot of Glenogil and visit the Mountains Animal Sanctuary. Well, I’ve kept my promise for earlier in the week I spent an instructive and entertaining afternoon with Rhona who is stable manager at this equine retirement home. (…read on »)
“To give a name ….”
Saturday, April 12th, 2008
I WATCHED the hare getting increasingly nervous as we got closer. The dogs were hidden behind a wall but the upper part of my body showed above it. Hares are nocturnal feeders and overnight this one had wandered into a small park which is enclosed with chicken wire to combat the rabbits, and now it had forgotten where it had come in. No doubt it had been attracted by the sweet, young grass which has yet to get its first cut of the season. (…read on »)
Tail tales
Saturday, April 5th, 2008
“IF YOU lie down with dogs you will get up with fleas” – I’ve no idea who said that but thankfully, for a while at least, it can’t apply in this house. Macbeth has had his Spring trim and as usual he arrived home looking like a picture postcard. For twenty four hours, if we’re lucky, he smells fragrant but, sadly, he sees these improving events as an affront to his masculinity and within a day or two he has explored all the darkest, dirtiest corners and reverted to his more normal hideous self. (…read on »)
…. the birds of the air have nests (St Matthew)
Saturday, March 29th, 2008
IT’S EARLY yet for most birds to be building their nests but a pair of wood pigeons has been busy in the holly tree at the back door. I heard their mating calls – crroo coo cu – when I took the dogs out for their morning run. They don’t seem to be getting used to their human neighbours. Whichever one isn’t sitting on the nest, incubating the eggs, erupts from the tree every time we go out. (…read on »)
Ghost story, fishy story
Saturday, March 22nd, 2008
LAST TUESDAY dawned bright and sunny and it seemed just the morning to drive up the coast to Inverbervie. (…read on »)
A funny old world
Saturday, March 15th, 2008
YOU SEE some funny things in the country. Not funny ha-ha, or even funny peculiar, just funny unexpected. (…read on »)
Ceilidh nights & waterdrops
Saturday, March 8th, 2008
SPRINGERS, OR early run spring salmon are in the Rivers North and South Esk, making their way to the headwaters of the river systems to spawn. As I walked with the dogs down the North Esk from the Rocks of Solitude towards the Gannochy Bridge I hoped I might see at least one, leaping out of the water in its exuberance at being back in its mother stream. (…read on »)
……hounds of spring……on winter’s traces - Swinburne
Saturday, March 1st, 2008
THE SOUNDS of spring are getting persistent. The past month has been predominantly sunny and almost rain free which has perhaps encouraged the birds, in particular, that it’s time to think of the generation game. (…read on »)