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.

Going birdwatching

In my last post I talked about watching birds in the garden, quite an absorbing activity in itself. I have to sit very still, then if one of them flies over me, or lands on the ground, I rush after it. They always get away.

But we went proper birdwatching yesterday, me and my humans. We went to a place called Parkgate, on the Dee estuary and close to somewhere called Wales. You could see big hills in the distance. It was called a raptor watch, which I suppose means you watch out for raptors. I didn’t have a clue what raptors were, but I heard people talking about an owl, which was flying about. Everyone got those funny binocular things up to their faces to watch it, and lots of people were smiling.

They all got excited again when somneone said there was a hen harrier flying along in the distance, I couldn’t see a thing, but it seems they saw a male and a female hen harrier. The human who feeds me was quite excited when she had a good view of the female, and she spotted the male before some of the other people did, and told them where to look.

It was all a bit over my head (like the birds…) so I hung about watching the bird watchers and eyeing another terrier there who was also on a lead. We had a bit of a brief bark off then pretended not to notice each other. It was cold as the sun went down so we had a brisk walk back to my motorvan, which we’d travelled there in. I had a drink and some treats then we all came home.

RSPB Burton Mere organise a monthly raptor watch at the Old Baths area at Parkgate, near Neston on the Wirral.

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I have a new hobby. I watch birds.

I sit on the patio, in pretty much the same place as I was in this photo, taken last year when I was a bit younger. Right now it’s winter but at last it’s not raining, so I like to go out, sniff around and check that there are still no places I can dig. The humans seem to have successfully blocked off all the interesting digging routes, but I’ve found something else very interesting to sit and watch. Those birds. I’d never noticed them before, when I was younger, but now I’m two and supposedly grown up, I’ve suddenly become very interested in them. I can even ID some of them.

I like to watch the pigeons (big fat grey things) sit on the fence or wooden archway before flying down into the garden to take some of the food that’s been left out. Then I take off and chase them, but they always get away up into the air, where I can’t follow.

It’s not just pigeons. There are black things that go “chack-chack”. I think they’re jackdaws. They come to get some food from the feeders, like the black and white things with long tails called magpies. I don’t try to chase these, I just sit and watch. But if they go to the feeders, I always root around underneath in case they’ve dropped anything I can eat. The humans do feed me, but you know how it is if you’re a dog, you just have to eat food when it’s there.

ThisĀ  morning, sitting outside watching, I saw a very small bird on one of the trees in the garden. It was easy to see as the branches are bare. I was looking at it very carefully and I heard one of my humans say “He’s looking at a Great Tit”.

Watching birds is an interesting thing to do in my garden, especially as I’d not noticed them before. In fact, it’s only this week that I’ve really got into it. I even like going out in the dark, sitting still, and looking at one of the bird feeders. I spend quite a lot of time doing this in the dark, but I don’t see anything. Still, it’s good to be out in the fresh air, although you wouldn’t catch me doing this if it was raining.

The RSPB Big Garden Bird Watch 2020 is on 25-27 January. Anyone can take part. More details here.