Well it is Goodbye to Glencarse! In a couple of hours I head off to dog prison, while my humans do all the work of moving to Dunfermline and getting settled in there.

I am quite excited about moving – Fay (the Vestry secretary at Dunfermline and one of my blog readers) says the house is all ready for us! I am looking forward to seeing it at last and of making lots of new friends, and of course taking up the very exciting invitation recently issued by Henry the Cat’s humans to come and see them ! I have told my own humans about this and said if they promise to behave, they can come along too!

In the meantime as that door of opportunity opens , another one closes behind (this is beginning to sound like Tim’s sermon today!) and it is time to say a fond farewell to Glencarse. I have been very happy living here and had a great time growing up here. I will miss our big house and garden, the fields and countryside, and the people and dogs around us! This will always be my puppyhood home!

Today Hilary took me for my last walk at Gallowflat. She was (as I predicted) quite sentimental and wistful and remembered all the happy times we have had there. Sadly there was no sign of Jimmy or Bethan to say goodbye. As promised she has taken me lots of different walks this weekend – Binn Hill on Friday, the forest and Kinfauns yesterday and then Gallowflat today- and the promise of a final walk round my field before I go to prison. This is me on the path heading up to the forest yesterday – you can see the ferns are huge now!

After my walk this morning it was breakfast time, and that brings me on to what was very nearly a great achievement of mine last night. Yesterday evening Tim and Hilary went to the Bishop’s in Dundee for a meal. Without me. Yet again. Before they left, Hilary gave me my dinner. On return she headed up to bed, and I looked at my now empty bowls and back at Tim and he immediately fillled them up for me, and was just laying out my second dinner of the day, when he realised the tins he was using were in jelly – ie from the local shop – not gravy as usual! he realised there should have been enough gravy tins for me, and so realised that I had already been fed! He shouted upstairs to Hilary “Did you feed the dog?”. I waited patiently hoping she wouldn’t know who “the dog” was or would already be fast asleep – but sadly she shouted back that she had. Tim took my second dinner away from me and shouted upstairs that in that case my breakfast was in the fridge!!!

Anyway I digress. I told you this was turning into a sermon! It was Tim’s last service at church this morning and it was really well attended (by humans, dogs don’t get to go there either) and quite emotional- Hilary blubbered her way through a lot of it as they said goodbyes to the good people of All Saints Glencarse.

So, its my last couple of hours here and I am away to help Tim and Hilary with some jobs.