Welcome to According to Bosworth

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Hello. I’m Bosworth. I’m a Norfolk terrier and I shall be sharing some of the things I do and the places I visit in my campervan with my two humans. I like walks, play time, meeting other dogs, keeping a look out for cats and squirrels, and watching wildlife programmes on TV.

I’m cool man

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No, I’m not advertising the particular brand of cooling coat I’m wearing, just sharing a pic of me chilling out in the midst of the heatwave, taking the air by the door to my garden and keeping cool.

I’ve been feeling pretty sluggish in this heat and The Bigs (my humans) have been very kind and left me alone in the daytime when it’s been too hot to go out far. If I wear this snazzy blue coat ( goes well with my natural colour, don’t you think?), I can walk much further without flaking out and plodding along slowly. I can also chill out more comfortably in cool places in the house and garden when I wear it, and I can settle down properly instead of keep fidgeting to find a cool spot.

The coat is wet – not sopping wet – but very damp – and it does a good job keeping me cool and helps me be a bit livelier too. That’s good, because that cat Kitty is here again, visiting and staying somewhere in the house……….and of course, you know I can never find her, search as I may.

So I’ll just cool it for now and chill.

Beach bum

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Life has been great just lately as I’ve been on lots of beaches.

First of all we had a day out in my campervan (that was before we were allowed to stay away from home in this lockdown thing) and we went to a beach. There were a lot of statues of the same person scattered about on the beach and I went to take a closer look – and sniff – at some of them, and I had a race across the sand with my human who does “School” games with me.

Then, oh bliss, a couple of weeks later we went away in my van for two nights. The campsites were open again and people could take their vans and sleep in them and have a proper few days away without having to go home. We went to a place called Wirral (sounds like “squirrel” but I didn’t see any). I’d noticed my bed was waiting in the hall to be packed so I knew we were going to stay in my van – at long last!P1080844

We had walks in the country park nearby, and on the beaches. I loved it as I met other dogs, and I found plenty of interesting things to sniff and explore and all the while I had that exciting feeling of sand between my pads.

Now we’re back at home and all I keep thinking is “When can we go again….?” Please…

Where’s that cat?

Life’s been very interesting and exciting in the past week. There’s a cat in the house!

The daughter of my humans has come to stay – something about making a bubble with my humans and all to do with this lockdown thing they’ve been having – and she’s brought Kitty with her. Kitty! Her cat who’s stayed here before. And this time she’s here for a couple of weeks! I’m determined to find her this time.

I’ve been seaching everywhere but I’ve only managed to find her once, when she was strolling across the landing. We almost met but she ran away, and I raced after her. Their daughter, who is Kitty’s owner, yelled at me and I was bit scared. She can be a bit scary if I’m naughty but she loves me really because she makes a big fuss of me most of the time.

So life goes on. There’s a cat somewhere in his house. I’m determined to find her, but I never can. I’ve even pulled the futon mattress out from under the spare bed look20180721_185452ing for her, like I did once before was I was younger, but she wasn’t there.

I’m beginning to wonder if she hides somewhere and watches me trying to find her. There are times when I’m in a room and I just know she’s there, but can I find her? Oh well, it makes a change from patrolling the borders of the garden along the new fence they had put up when I started digging my way out underneath the old one. And it’s nice to have my own cat around, because I can never get at the one who lives on the other side of that new fence.

Guest blog post: Fan mail

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You know I said I’d got a fan club? Well, I’ve had some letters from the girls who come to visit me and sometimes take me for a walk and groom me and play with me…..you know, the usual sort of fuss I get. Of course I love it! Now they’ve written to me as I sort of put the idea out that it would be very nice to have a guest blog post every now and then (about me, naturally), and I’m so pleased I’m nearly wagging my tail off with happiness! Thank you girls! Here’s what they say:

Tilly

l LOVE Boz because he is really cute and friendly. He always walks a funny way down the road which makes us laugh! Boz is one of the best dogs I have ever met. He always enjoys a cuddle and is normally very well behaved. It was fun when we got to groom him and we even got to brush his teeth! He seems to enjoy going on walks because his tail wags every time we see him on one!!! I really like seeing him and playing with him. His owners say that when he walks past our house he looks for us, which is really nice to hear!’

Bee

I really like Boz because when we first met him he was bit shy but after a couple of days he got fine with us being around and the next thing I knew he was licking me all over! He is sort of a blonde brown colour which I think looks cute. One of my favourite things about him is he wags his tail when he goes past our house! Boz even let us groom his fur but after it got all messy again! Once we went on a walk with him because his owners went somewhere but he didn’t want to go because it was raining. Boz has made me think I might get a norfolk terrier when I’m older! I think Boz is looking forward to us coming round again. Boz is always up for a cuddle and I am really missing him.’

I have a fan club!

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Seems like I’ve got a bit of a fan club. The human who feeds me had a message on her phone thingy saying the two girls who live nearby had just found out I’ve got this blog – and guess what? They were amazed!

Well, I know I’m pretty amazing in all sorts of ways, but these girls actually found my blog on the interwebthing, read it and liked it! I’m really chuffed (woofed!) about that. I think it was their mum who told them about it, so a big thank you to her.

The girls have been to my house to play with me a few times, and if we meet up when we’re out they take it in turns to hold my lead and take me home while their mum and my human have a chat and keep an eye on us. I like doing that because they keep on talking when we get home and the girls play with me. That’s fun.

It’s even better when they come to my house to play – but because of a thing called “lockdown” they’ve not been able to do this for a while. But they still think I’m amazing, so I can cope with that.

P1060607A long time before all this lockdown stuff, where people say hello and talk but don’t go near each other, the girls came to my house to count birds in the garden through the window. They had those binocular things to look through that makes the birds look bigger, and they wrote down all the names of the birds they’d seen, and how many of each sort there was. But they played with me a lot too, and after they’d counted birds, I stood on my grooming table while they groomed me using my brush and comb. That was lovely as they were so gentle.

I’ve sort of thought I just might have a fan club as people do seem to like me, but now I know it’s true. One of the girls drew that picture of me up at the top and I’m hoping one of my humans will frame it and hang it somewhere for everyone to see.

After all, if I’m going to have a fan club I need to have a good public image.

I don’t often get grumpy, but….(Bosworth has a rant)

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Yes, I know. I look a bit grumpy and disgruntled in this photo of me in my campervan, even though I love being in it and going out for day trips during these weird lockdown days. Yes, everyone, everydog, is waiting for the time when we can go away somewhere – like on a REAL trip – and stay overnight, but we’re making do quite nicely for the time being with days out.

So it was a bit of shock going out last week for our awayday in my van and going to a different place. My humans decided we’d go to Delamere Forest, which sounded pretty interesting and nice. Lots of sniffs, interesting trees, wooded paths to explore and a nice view out of the open door of my van while we had lunch.

What a disappointment. The car park turned out to be like a huge gravelly lorry depot (that’s NOT it in the pic above; it wasn’t worthy of a photo. It’s just one of me looking a bit grumpy). It was like stopping off en route somewhere & finding the worst possible car park possible, with lots of cars in it, and which you had to PAY to park in. So we kept the door shut while we had lunch so we didn’t see too much of it, then went for a walk in the forest.

To be fair, there are some woody paths, but after we’d skittered down one rather damp and muddy one, we reached a made up path, a bit gravelly like the car park, and fairly wide. On each side there was ferny bracken, then trees which you couldn’t really get to walk in amongst. It was dark too, all big trees, not many open spaces amd gravelly paths everywhere. Pretty boring I thought.

We walked around a lake – at least it looked like there was a lake somewhere hidden behind the foliage, but you couldn’t get near it. My humans said there was nowhere to look at the birds which we could hear, but we eventually found an open muddy patch of earth where you could see that lake. My humans said it looked like something out of a disaster movie, with chopped off tree trunks sticking up out of it.

Not a very successful trip all round, and I know we won’t be going back there for a long time. I gather it was a long time since the humans had been there anyway. Perhaps now we know why!

The Buttercup Path

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“Shall we go for coffee? Have walk earlier as it’s going to be hot today?” one of the humans said.

“Yes, good idea,” said the other one, “set off early and walk before it gets too hot for him.” (“him” being me – they do think of me walking in warm weather and usually take me out when it’s cooler, in the morning and evening.

I wasn’t going to hide away and seem reluctant to go because I heard them say we were taking my campervan for another run, and off we set to the nearby nature park, forest and canal (we got lost in the woods there last time we went).

On the way, the human who was driving suddenly remembered he’d not packed the jar of coffee into the bag we took. We had hot and cold water, milk, biscuits (for them and me), but no coffee? They decided it wasn’t a disaster, they’d drink hot water (uh?!?) but when we arrived they found some tea bags in a cupboard in my van, so all was fine. They usually keep the van supplies topped up, but with the lockdown, and not being able to go away and stay in it, there are only a few basics in the cubpoards for the time being.

Walking in the sunshine through fields full of buttercups and long grasses was quite delightful. Most of the buttercups and grasses were taller than me, and there were buttercups everywhere.

I saw a few dogs and had a bit of a play, people said hello and everyone was doing the proper social distancing thing they all are supposed to do now. The paths we followed took us through the woods where it was shady, and as we walked back by the canal there was one boat puttering along. The driver (not sure what you call boat drivers) said hello, what a wonderful day it was.

All very friendly. Nice morning out, and now it’s snooze time.

We did it again!

P1034807Yep, we did it again this week. We went out in my campervan for the day and did something a bit more exciting than trawling around in the garden in these everlasting lockdown days. Not that I’m really complaining as I get an extra short walk during the daytime now as well as my long walk in the evening (the humans were muttering about the rules changing but  no-one could understand them. All blahblah to me too).

We had lunch in my van – you can see one of my humans getting it ready in this picture – then off we set.

We walked in a different part of one of the nature reserves in the Mersey Forest, and very good it was too, but I did get a bit tired towards the end as it suddenly got warm, AND we got just a bit lost in the forest.

Quite frankly I did begin to wonder if we’d ever reach my van as we took a load of different paths then ended up following one into the woods. OK, it did look as if it might go somewhere, and it did. It took us as far as a fence and we couldn’t go any further. I looked around and thought we were lost, but we did once get lost  in Cumbria and I was the one who found the way back, so I wasn’t too worried. I just needed a drink, and biscuit and a snooze after that walk.

It all ended well though. We turned back, got on to the main path, and with a bit more walking, that was it.

Yours, with sore paws, Bosworth.

 

The Real Van Awayday

The lockdown awayday finally happened. The humans had been talking about giving the van a run, the weather was getting interestingly spring-like and from what they were saying, it sounded as if we could have a day out in my van without breaking any of the lockdown rules.

I didn’t need any encouragement to get into my van. I waited until my harness was attached to the strap and belt that secures me safely then I settled down between the front seats, in travel mode. I’d not forgotten what to do.

We drove for a short while, to a place called Anderton Nature Park. It’s part of the Mersey Forest and I’ve been there lots of times before. There are so many places to walk – in woodlands, by the canal, along paths and to the lakes and ponds which are called flashes  (something to do with the salt that’s mined here).

The humans had lunch in my van while I had treats and titbits to tease out of my Kong (it’s a sort of dog puzzle), then we walked for miles. I heard them say it was ok to drive somewhere nearby if you then walked for at least as long as it took you to drive there. Well, we did that alright!

It was a long walk, and they kept stopping, going oooh and aaah at the trees covered in blossom, and at the wild flowers growing. That was sort of ok too because I was able to have a good sniff around while they did this. We saw some other humans with their dogs, but although everyone now seems to stay at a distance, they usually say hello, which is friendly. We dogs, too, only briefly come closer for a quick sniff because all the humans keep them distanced too. It’s a bit different and it seems to be because of this coronavirus thing.

Nothing could have spoiled my day, though. It was wonderful to be in my van again, and although we didn’t go far or have a sleepover in it, I loved being out somewhere different for a change. I hope we can do it again soon.

The Norfolk Terrier Club Fun Day

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My humans joined the Norfolk Terrier Club of Great Britain so they’d get extra info about my breed and could learn new things about us Norfolks. But I really think it was so I could have a day out and meet lots of other Norfolk terriers at the special Fun Day arranged by the club.

It took place on what was the hottest day last summer, and phew, was it sticky! I needed plenty of shade and lapped up the water they gave me. We had to drive to a place near  Coventry and on the way the humans were making jokes about this not being a good place to be sent to. I didn’t know what they were on about.

When we got there they had some lunch and I chomped up a few sticks of carrot and had a drink. I sat under the table with another couple of Norfolks who were quite friendly. But it was strange, very strange. All the other dogs looked like me, apart from a few who had sticky up pointy ears instead of droopy drop down ears like I have. The pointy-eared dogs were Norwich terriers, and they’re sort of cousins to we Norfolks.

Everyone was friendly. The humans chatted to each other and us dogs sniffed how do you do at nose and tail ends and we were all very well behaved. It was too hot for anything else. After lunch, there were what they called sporting events, like races and dressing up competitions and humans running with their dogs at the same time as holding an egg on a spoon. Weird. Thankfully my humans didn’t show me up by wanting to take part in any of this.

They must have had beauty pageants or something in the morning before we got there, as a lady who was called Judge had a look at me while my humans were chatting to her. It seems she is the owner of my dad. She liked me and said I had wonderful teeth. Well of course I do, the human who feeds me cleans them regularly with delicious liver- flavoured toothpaste.