Beautiful Sunday Morning

What a beautiful sunny morning. Shula and I went to the park for our training with the Calahonda Pet Dog Club. We had three new members. We started with a walk in the woods, all dogs running free being called in at intervals. Next walking on the road with dogs on the lead. Back to the park for a bit of obedience training, then fun with the agility course. The dog were all let to run free again at the end of the session. I think most of the dogs were tired at the end, the owners certainly were.

Back home I took this photo of my beautiful boy Tich lying in the sun in one of the pots. All my cats love laying in plant pots.

Gary our trainer at the dog club is having a fancy dog thing in a couple of weeks. I am at a loss what to do for Shula but want to join in, she loves going to our training. I know this sounds odd but as soon as we get to the park for the dog club she is pulling on the lead to get there. Not normal, when Ken and I just go for a walk in the park she doesn't bother. She knows, how I don't know, just glad she enjoys the club, enjoys our walks. I don't want to make her look silly but want to join in the fun.

Looking Back

Looking back over my photographs I found this one of Barbara, Su and Mollie, such a happy holiday. The photo was taken before Shula, before this blog but a holiday I will always remember. My family, my fathers half, is Mollie and Barbara. My stepmother Mollie and her sister Barbara. Su in the middle is just a good friend.

Sadly Barbara died earlier this year, I know Mollie misses her terribly, but I miss her loads. We could talk.

I am trying to ease my stepbrother (my mothers half) back into his family, not easy. How can I explain to him how important is family, when I have none, well not many. Can only try.

All Saints Day --- Dia de toldos los Santos

Today is the day of the dead here in Spain. It is a public holiday and a day when all the cemeteries are spruced up and families visit the graves and memorials of their loved ones. I think it is quite a good idea, it means that at least once a year these places are all clean and tidy. I think also, it is not a sad day like the anniversary or birthday of the person you have lost, it is a day when you remember everyone, also everyone else is doing the same thing. Whole families get together and go out to lunch, more a day to celebrate the lives of your loved ones than to mourn.

Ken and I had intended to take Carmen out to lunch today, but because of the holiday she is unable to go as she has to give the girl who cleans her animal runs at the finca a day off. Also, the world and his wife will be at the restaurant we intended to go to, it would be so noisy. Ken and I do try to avoid going out anywhere on public holidays, these days we prefer quiet places. Hopefully the weather will be nice next Tuesday and we will be able to go then.

The photo is of the grave of my very first dog Toots which I had when I was eight. When she died she was buried at the PDSA cemetery Ilford. When my aunt died 2007 we didn't know where to put her ashes. They are now laid to rest in the marble urn on Tootsies grave. I can't think of anywhere Eileen would rather be than with our little Yorkie who gave us so much pleasure and who we both adored.