The move up North

Not long after my last post, was it that long ago!!! Mummy and Daddy said we were going to have to move as our house was being put up for sale.

They hunted in Lincolnshire for the ideal Pug paradise but there were no suitable residences so I suggested Yorkshire.

They were not very enthusiatic at first but Maisie and I found the perfect spot, a good size lawn, lots of trees (good for me) and lots of safe walks. For Maisie there is a shallow pond and she had jumped in five times on the first day and came out covered in weed and very smelly.

The moving day was very fraught, as you can see we carried on with what we do best.......

Although there was a bit of a to do about who was going to hold the soggy stinky rind stick.....

Daddy was a spoilsport and fenced in the pond on the second day but every few days we tunnel through for a quick dip!

Daddy had a very scary moment with our cat brother Sidney. On the way to Yorkshire from the cattery Sidney messed in his cat basket and as Daddy was cleaning it up he made a bid for freedom right next to the dual carriageway. It looked as though Sidney would be gone forever but he stopped to try and jump a fence and Daddy managed to grab him - phew.

Maisie's corner;

I am practising being a lady and have been tempting Chester with this lovely feather, I think it becomes me, don't you?

We will be back soon with pictures from our new garden including the swimming pool (pond), snack bar (old grass cutting dumped by previous occupant), mud treatment centre (stagnant ditch at end of garden) and best of all the cats pantry - Don't ask!!

Chester and Maisie :O)