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Bailey's Blog - July 2007

Bailey's Blog  - July 2007
Well, the move is done and we – that is me Mum and Dad – are installed at Eyam Hall. It’s quite strange actually living here now. Before we used to come to work and Granny and Grandpa and my best friend Lulu lived here. Now Granny and Lulu come to work from their new house up the hill and even take days off sometimes. I don’t like those days as it’s quite boring wihtout Lulu to play with. Mum and Dad have been frantically trying to clear rooms so they can unpack some of their boxes, but Granny and Grandpa have been collecting stuff over the last seventeen years and they say it is not that easy to fit it all into a two bedroom bungalow!

Actually I’m feeling a bit neglected at the moment. Everyone is so busy there is not a lot of time to spare for a small white dog. Dad took me for the most drastic clip the other day and when I find a good whiff to roll in I can smell for hours before someone has time to shower me. Last week a photographer came to photograph Lulu and me (the grownups managed to muscle in on the scene but we were the stars). Can you believe that we weren’t even brushed before the session and we’d been for a muddy walk so we looked pretty scruffy. I tell you, standards are falling fast around here!

As for the Easter Egg Hunt, Lulu and I got pretty excited when Dad told us he was organising it. We had visions of rushing round the garden gobbling up delicious chocolate eggs. Not a bit of it; we were shut in the kitchen all afternoon whilst all these children (and some of their parents) went round the garden instead. Mum told us some rubbish about chocolate being toxic to dogs but I don’t believe a word of it.

So there you have it; so far being a stately dog is not all it’s cracked up to be, I can assure you. What with greeting the visitors, posing for photographs and keeping the parents up to scratch, I get very little chilling time. Surely things can only get better.