I'll Be Back ....!

 Sorry. I'm just So fucking busy living the shit that gives me anything to write about that it's leaving me no time to write it up!

  I want to tell about the fencing I'm incrementally doing ~ a tooth and claw battle with the rain and my brand new power tools! FFS!

 The stable's a dream! Happy horses. Fucking roof's gonna cave in any time, 'mind! 2014 is going to be the tightest summer, for me, since the fucking hay drought. Fuck it. Shit happens.

 Dogs are all fine. Well, the three I have here. Remind me to tell ye about Rag. FFS.

  Canaries? Anyone want to talk about canaries? I've developed something of an obsession! I guess it's just been all this ringing I'm doing. Getting to handle so many birds.

 Birds have characters, ye know? Loveable little things. Great tits will try to bite hard enough to take chunks out of ye fingers. Coal tits will just defiantly peck, peck, peck away at ye. Full credit to their determination not to go down without a fight!

 So, yeah; Not being best advised to keep 'native' birds ~ I'd so love to breed coloured lesser redpolls. Such endearing little birds! ~ I've set my sights on canaries.

 Coloured canaries though. If ye thought all canaries were yellow .....? Fine.


 What ever. You're here and have read this.  I'll try to get more up. Slide up to my first words on this post .....  

Dog Fighting At Ditch's ~ Exposed!!!

 Yes, people. I'm back. And I want to come clean, to those who thought they knew me. I need to expose my soul!

" FODRN ", you entrusted me we with the American ('Performance Type') Bulldog bitch I've come to call " Pest ".

" Dean O' ", you passed on that little, pint sized JRT I'd suggested should be called " Rag ". You'd remember why ....!

Then, I've gone silent.

Yes.

This is because I have this insistance that every Dog which comes to live with me Must be Insane!

If they're not insane when they come here? We'll pretty fucking soon ensure they end up that way!

This evening, I discovered that my camera Can, in fact, pick up some semblance of an indoors, daylightish image.

So, here's the proof, people. Observe as " Pest ", perfectly capable of 'kissing' a grown man, standing tall, goes head to head with a 'Jack Russell', perfectly capable of fitting into a pint glass!

(The Real test of insanity is that " Nigger " and " Dingo " were just curled up, amongst us. Thinking; " Loons! ") It all goes on at Ditch's!