Being out in the countryside with my dogs gives me time to think. I’ve learnt the pleasure of solitude without being lonely, and that’s a good feeling for me.

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 Dundee Courier newspaper.

Feathering the nest

March 31st, 2018

imagesTHE WIDEOPEN is a secondary road crossing the ridge of hills linking Marykirk in the Howe of the Mearns with St Cyrus on the coastal plain. The Doyenne and I had bought a bag of Inka’s favourite dog meal at the Moorie Kennels and were heading home. …read on »

Stormy days

March 24th, 2018

Katie seagull 1“IT’S ALL that teuchat storms” was the comment from a walker of my own vintage who I meet regularly. It’s an old expression, rarely heard these days, but I knew fine what he meant. …read on »

The shifting sands of time

March 17th, 2018

005I LOOKED back to this time last year to see what I had written about and it confirmed what the Doyenne and I suspected. The weather was milder a year ago but, despite the recent cold snap, signs of spring this year seem at least a fortnight earlier. …read on »

A native in great danger

March 10th, 2018

shooting-conservation-grey-partridgeTHE BIG Thaw struck and the landscape took on a distinctly unhealthy colour. Deep fog descended like a wet blanket and it was all dubs and gutters underfoot. The snowdrops closed their petals and hung their heads in gloom. …read on »

Tale sends shivers down spine

March 3rd, 2018

017SO OFTEN the weather has the last word. Last week I was counting the days till spring arrived and this week the Beast from the East blew in and turned things upside down. …read on »

Early signs of a busy spring

February 24th, 2018

Initial Import 655THE LENGTHENING days raise my spirits. I can put up with the dreich mornings knowing that spring is just biding her time to make an entrance. The snowdrops in the woods are in full bloom and the pencil heads of daffodils are showing above ground and will add new colour when the snowdrops die away. …read on »

The fallen and Fenella’s fate

February 17th, 2018

011ON MONDAY I did something I had been meaning to do, not quite for as long as I can remember, but for a long time. I drove to Stonehaven to walk to the memorial to the dead of World Wars I and II which stands atop the Black Hill overlooking the town. …read on »

Life in the dead of winter

February 10th, 2018

Initial Import 689ESCAPING FROM the winter weather I took Inka for a walk in the shelter of the woods beside Capo Quarry lying just off the Lang Stracht, the long, straight road running from the Upper Northwaterbridge to the foot of the Glenesk road. The woods are criss-crossed with roe deer tracks and there’s plenty of interest for dogs. …read on »

Chilly finger’d spring again

February 3rd, 2018

022THE CALENDAR says it is winter, but spring doesn’t have a calendar and even if she did – and spring is a she, poet Hilaire Belloc writes of “our Sister the Spring” – she couldn’t read it. Anyhow, she doesn’t trouble herself with such man-contrived constraints. …read on »

Lines from days gone by

January 27th, 2018

Ribblehead viaductLAST SUNDAY the Doyenne and I set off to drive to Cumbria. In different circumstances we should have looked at the weather and postponed the visit. This one couldn’t be postponed as it was for a family funeral. …read on »