Monday, 29 June 2009

Poop

As promised here is the blog for the photoshoot.

We met along a supposedly quiet lane in whickham which ended up being like the main street in whickham there was so much through traffic! We had two lads, Sam and Jenny trying to fit in with some of the stereotypes of dog owner types. The dogs involved were Mila and Belle the t Bernards, Izzo the staffie, Jasper Beagle, Oscar and Hugo the pugglies, Tash the queen mother, Vinnie wiemerarner and Nanci the deaf dalmation. From the council there was a photograher, A councellor( I havent a clue who or what shame on me), a road cleaner ( I am sure he has a politically correct official title) a guy from the press office and a couple of the ladies I had dealt with. All in all quite a few of them ha ha.

First the photographer wanted a dog for a shot with the head guy and the street cleaner. Mila was chosen and she stood there like a professional model and even managed to give the photographer a full facial slurp. Then it was soe photos of the guys sniffing the poo bin and having photos next to the poo bin. Tash, Jasper were the stars of the sniff the poobin and then Belle, Jasp, Tash and Oscar did a fab sit stay next to the bin despite there being a small crowd of people gathering and cars passing constanly.

Next was each handler with their dogs walking along the lane together all walked no bother although I noticed Jasper was doing his sled dog impression at one point and the pugglies were being trained on the sly by Jenny! Everyone was so pleased and the photographer who wasnt a dog lover had fallen for at least one of our guys.... they were working their magic of course clever dogs.

Lastly we walked around the park trying tolook like normal dogs walkers and caused an even bigger stir with the public with one of two asking to join in!

All in all they were so well behaved they made us very proud and thoroughly enjoyed the attention, we've been promised the photos so I am looking forward to seeing our guys shining although I am not sure we will want a copy of Tash sniffing the Poobin on our walls.

Good work all in the name of Poop

A timely note on Kennel Cough

Kennel cough

Infectious bronchitis is a contagious respiratory tract infection of dogs. Like human coughs and colds, it transmits best where large numbers of animals come in close proximity, e.g. in kennels, shows, and training classes! (hence the common term ‘kennel’ cough)It is caused by a number of different bacteria and viruses, often in combination together, rather than by one specific bug. This means that every outbreak can be different, in both incubation time, severity, and range of symptoms. Sometimes dogs show wet snuffly noses and sneezing, sometimes severe pneumonia is a feature. More typical is the hacking cough, preceded by 12 hours of retching as if the dog is trying to be sick. The disease is usually distressing for dog and owner, but is rarely life-threatening in most outbreaks.

A dog can transmit the disease without currently be showing clinical signs, if it is
recovering from an episode of illness. in the early stages of infection before clinical signs develop.
incubating the disease, but it’s immunity prevents it from succumbing to the disease itself.

By far the best means of prevention is avoiding contact with other dogs, particularly high-risk situations. However, obviously this is not always practical or fair for your dog. Avoidance of coughing dogs.

If your dog has kennel cough, please keep it away from other dogs at least until it has stopped coughing. It may be infective beyond this period, but risk of transmission will be much less if there is no aerosol spread.

Vaccination
As stated above, kennel cough is caused by a number of bugs. Many are covered by routine annual vaccinations. The most important bug that is not covered by these jabs is Bordetella bronchiseptica, which is protected by a vaccine called ‘Intrac’'

Intrac'
This is an ‘intranasal vaccine’ that is squirted up the dog’s nose. Protection rapidly develops in 4 to 5 days, but is short-lived, lasting less than 6 months. Dogs soon come to hate having the vaccine squirted up their nose, no matter how gently one tries to administer it.Wright & Morten therefore suggest that rather than vaccinating routinely against the disease, it should be done on a risk-assessment basis:

If your dog is going into kennels
If your dog is going into kennels, ask the kennel owners whether they require your dog to be vaccinated. If that is a condition of boarding, get your dog vaccinatedIf the owner does not require vaccination, ask whether there are currently any problems at the kennel kennels with the infection. If so, then vaccinate.If there is no kennel cough, particularly if the kennels are not full, the risks of the disease will be much lower, and the need to vaccinate will be much less. If your dog is old and feeble, has had previous serious attacks of kennel cough, or has heart and respiratory problems anyway, seek advice from your vet. As in humans during a flu outbreak, the weaker members of a population are more prone to serious complications, and vaccination may be preferable to the disease risks.

Training classes:
Dogs that attend training classes regularly over long periods will be at higher risk of contracting the disease, simply by virtue of the fact that sooner or later they will come across a dog excreting the bug/s. Dogs attending short courses are at lower risk providing there is no disease in the group. Action in case of an outbreak
If there is an outbreak of kennel cough in the group, all dogs that have shown signs of the disease should be excluded until at least 7 days after all symptoms have subsided.
If classes are to continue, all dogs that continue to attend should be vaccinated, and kept away from the group for a further week, to allow immunity to develop. Any new members to the group should be vaccinated at least 7 days before entry. Advice should be given to these people regarding the disease situation. If the outbreak is confined to a few individuals, the classes should be OK continuing on this basis.
If clinical cases in the group are widespread, all dogs should be vaccinated, and the classes closed for two weeks. With an incubation period of usually 5 to 8 days, this will give time for any dogs incubating the infection to show signs of disease and be detected.

Prevention of spread to other dogs in the household:
If one dog in the household has already started coughing, it is probably too late to vaccinate any other dogs. Under these circumstances, it may be worth treating these in-contact animals with antibiotics prophylactically.

Ask your vet for advice Homoeopathy
An alternative to Intrac is a homoeopathic ‘vaccine’ more correctly termed a nosode. This requires a minimum of 5 weeks of dosing before initial exposure to risk (one week for boosters).If you are into ‘alternative’/ ‘complementary’ therapies, this is one more way of minimising the risk of disease.

As an extra note if your dog is suffering from a fever get them to the vet.

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

Swift

Yesterday at home my special three legged wonder dog was put down. She was wearing out but happy then she had a vestibular episode which caused a head tilt and meant she couldnt balance. Now whilst she remained keen to eat and knew who she was she was so tired of it all.



I couldnt have asked to have her longer after having her 13 and a half years through a serious accident and cancer, only I will miss my side kick! If it wasn't for trollope I wouldn't be a Petnanny.



Heres a little tribute compiled by her mate Dominic Murray.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVNeqnD1c7w

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Its totally SH*T!

I have been working with local councils to help with a few issues one of which trikes a note with most people, fouling. Now we are always battered with fouling do's and don'ts but the way I look at it if fouling is causing so much trouble and has the potential to restrict our freedom with our dogs we need to tackle the problem. Now the councils tackle this problem all the time, they are tackling it from a nuisance point of view. I want to tackle the problem without targetting dogs in general and to use it as a way to keep us protected.

So despite a stalemate with Chester le Street at the moment Gateshead council have come forward and yesterday we had a photoshoot. I only found out this was happening Thursday so it was fun organising ready for Monday. I was hoping to cover a few doggy stereotypes so I was very grateful when Sophies mum said her young attractive son was willing to come with his friend and take part in the photoshoot with Izzo staffie and Jasper Beagle. Next we have Jenny Adams professional dog trainer extraordinare with the two puglies Oscar and Hugo all dressed up and looking smart. Next we had myself in normal dog walking gear with Nanci dalmation, Vinnie Wiemerarner and Tash village superstar. am was also in dog walking gear looking quit fetching with Belle and Mila the St Bernards.

I will blog more on the actual Shoot later what fun we had and on the way home I was nearly bursting with pride at how the guys behaved.

So would like to say thank you to the Kennel Club for helping with the usual nightmare legal issues and for fighting for our doggy rights, to Johnathon and Sam for being two young men who weren't embarassed to help us out and Gateshead Council for allowing me to help tackle a problem that affects us all.

Times like this I appreciate my Sam even more, she enjoys all that we do and injects enthusiasm into everything we do. Thanks Sam!

Happy Walking dont forget your poobags!

Saturday, 20 June 2009

Back in olden days

I often think of the changes I
have seen and that we are going
to be those old people who have
seen and done interesting
things. I have very blurred
memories although how I felt at
that time is very vivid.
I remember building, with our
friends in the village, an
igloo big enough for a good few
kids and adults in Ouston where
the roundabout now stands on
the hill maybe 1979? We
couldn't go to school and most
of Ouston was out of electric
so we had neighbours coming in
toasting food on our gas fire!
I remember thinking Maggie
Thatcher had more umph and
'balls' than most men although
no real knowledge of her
policies. The miners strikes,
whilst I was aware of them,
really past me by although I am
sure if I had lived in Pelton
then I would have felt it far
more. The Berlin Wall was a
suprise for me as it made me
look further than my immediate
world.
I also remember there only
being fish and chip shops, I
had never heard of chinese food
and fish and chips were a real
treat.
From an animal point of view I
of course remember our old
'pets'. My parents used to run
a wildlife club and we used to
pile into mams mini sometimes
it was a real crush as we
jammed as many kids as possible
into a very small car. We
brought home slowworms a real
favourite with us and we caught
great crested newts like most
kids collect tadpoles. I am
sure we managed to keep these
alive very well although that
may be the rose tinted glint of
looking back.
We even had a young bird we
named Chirpy I believe a
blackbird or song thrush and I
remember when she was learning
to fly she kept landing in the
sink, skidding along the
draining board. Wendy our
black labrador was a typical
lab of her time ( 1970's) she
was as steady as a rock, as
stoical and enthuiastic without
being stupid like many labs are
bred to be now. She had picked
up chirpy, so couldnt be
returned, so we reared her with
the help of Wendy who cared for
as gently as she had when she
carried her in her mouth on her
walk.
I also remember seeing dog
wandering the streets, knew of
the local male dogs that would
snatch a moment with your bitch
if you didnt watch out for her
properly when she came into
heat. My friend Jill at school
had a fab white whippet dog
called Randy and he was really
street wise and I still can
picture him leaping the very
high wall into his yard. I
wasn't into skinny dogs then
and am embarassed to admit I
even voiced my opinion on why
anyone would want one of them
skinny dogs!
There were hardly any breeds of
dogs really to the normal
family, collies were for
farmers, obedience or agility,
labs and spaniels for families
as well as working dogs and
Poodle well they were just for
showing people or the
cantankerous old woman who use
to try and kiss you whilst you
tried to run away from the
smell of their overpowering
perfume. Pekinese were kept by
similar people and Yorkies were
everywhere but dogs with hair
like that were out of reach for
young families like ours as the
cost of grooming was too much.
My opinion of dogs and their
owners were very much tainted
by my upbringing and the people
I saw, I loved German shepherds
more than any other when I was
a teenager as I loved agility
and loved their poise yet now
they are one of my least
favoured breeds, the individual
shepherds I know are much loved
yet as a breed they have been
spoilt.
Leather collars the only option
( in my opinion)and dogs
wearing clothes were show dogs
or on tv, occassionally a
greyhound or whippet quivering
in their coats were looked upon
in pity( ha ha how old opinion
often come back to bite you on
your bum). Food for dogs were
few, most being fed scraps and
Chappie being one tinned food
that was ready available.
If you wanted to take your dog
to training classes you had a
couple of choices, Obedience or
agility. Puppy taining classes
were very much a regimented
drill with lot of strong
commands and quite a bit of
shoving and pushing. Feeding
of treats past puppy stage was
seen as a real no no, bribery a
bad thing!
We complain about dog poo now
yet no one used to pick up
their dogs mess, many dogs were
latch key dogs, put out in the
morning to be let back in when
people returned from work. Our
guys were often left all day in
the house whilst Mam and Dad
worked and we were at school.
Mind they were well walked, we
had wanted them so we had to
get up early enough to walk
them in a morning and train and
walk them in an evening.
I am not sure how we as a
family fitted everything in as
we all had lots of hobbies, we
both swam competatively in
swimming, we did our wildlife
club, did sub aqua diving, dad
and mam played Badminton, I
used to have riding lessons( of
course I also worked for my
rides so I was there all day)
at a weekends and did our
training classes with the dogs
and did agility. Our hiking
forays were of course with our
dogs as were the camping trips
if only I had realised you
could put saddlebags on dogs I
am sure I would have enjoyed
some of those hills more
without our backpacks.
Mmmm heres me thinking I am
busy now, maybe I am not as
busy as I think looking back.
Ah well its interesting to look
back, anyone fancy sharing
their memories of the dogs they
lived with or in our case the
dogs, cats, fish, guineapigs,
slowworms, toads, frogs, newts,
axolotlys, snails and all
manner of other bizarre
critters!
This also leads us to my next
blog....every year new theories
become the accepted truth, what
has come before is dismissed
and rejected as uninformed.
What we believe is the only
right way and only appropriate
way might be rejected in 10
years so how do you know what
you are doing now is the right
way?.......

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

Seasonal problems

Well it is that time if year again....seed time!

So far this weekend young Hugo the pug had to have his eye rinsed out when he picked up a seed out walking with his family, luckily after a trip to the vet out it came and no damage to the cornea then more spectacularly( typical Montana)Montana ran through a barley field( naughty girl not listening to her her mum) eating on the way and came out with awns in her gullet. After a trip to the vet and much discomfort she had to be booked in for a general to check for damage and they found lots of awns attached painfully to her gullet, bruising and scratches so she is now on limited exercise and meds to keep her discomfort down till it all heals.

We have a well rehearsed routine once the seeds are out, first of all they aren't allowed to run through fields of crops anyway, we try and avoid high density seeded area when its dry and after every walk they are checked throughly for seed mainly in eyes, ears and between the toes. I find when its wet you can at least wipe them off easier although some thought has to be given to the fact skin will be softer so more likely to be punctured by the sharper grass seeds.

While checking eyes we noticed Archie had a small puncture wound in his bottom lid so like Bob who had a seed in the corner of his eye we washed the eye out carefully with eye wash( we keep a ready supply in both vans) or even cooled boiled water. Luckily Bobs came straight out, he is prone to them as he has deep recesses in the corner of his eye, we rinsed Archies eye and on close examination no seed could be seen but still recommend he sees a vet eyes are too important.

Despite care Archie wont be the last so we will be keeping a close eye and try and discourage the younger dogs from hoovering up the grass heads, which they tend to do.

Poppys leg is progressing well, tendons take time and you need to take the time to allow it to heal efficiently. She is now allowed some time running building up the strength bit by bit. Mila is currently providing most of the entertainment, I genuinely can't remember laughing so much at a dogs facial expressions. Its like looking at an old dog with puppy characteristics and mannerisms. Her favourite game in the van is waiting for the curly tail of one of the pugglies slipping out of the cage upon which she grabs gently and sucks it which then makes the pugglies dance about trying to play with her. Only they are in the top cage and she is in the middle so she trie to stand up on her hindlegs and attempt to have a game. Then she falls in a heap and the game starts all over again. During this time my van is rocking gently under the weight of a St bernard jumping up and falling in a heap!

Next week is National Poo Picking week( urm don't they know its poo picking week every week for us d'oh) so with a bit of luck Petnanny and the odd helper will be helping Gateshead council publicise the need to be responsible.

Happy splodging!

Monday, 15 June 2009

My guys

Well I have had a very busy time since coming back off holiday. My two horses Ella and Zaffi( I call them Hellsbells and Goggles) have been badly affected by the flies, the place we are on is alovely place, very picturesque unfortunately with the trees and water its a haven for midges. Goggles has already had mastitis and Hellsbells is already very itchy as hes allergic to quite a few environmental allergens. So after much tooing and froing and a far amount of good luck and timing I found a new place for them. I hate moving them as they become very settled to a place but it was becoming increasingly difficult to manage. So the spottie dotties now live with hundreds of woolly sheep and have a bit of gelding tottie in the field next door! Its slightly closer to home and they allow us 24/7 all year round turnout which I need for itchy and scratchy.

Thats what I did this weekend, loaded up the girls and settled them in, they couldnt be more settled and I have to admit to being photographically disappointed at their lack of reaction, not a kick of their heels or leap huh. They tried a little sheep tormenting but I think the sheer number of them dampened their sheep rustling career. Thankfully I didnt want to be banished the first weekend now did I?

As for the dogs, Shy has been my co pilot joining me in the van partly to build up time spent away from his delicate housemates as its likely he is going to have to cope with being a single dog for some time and to keep him out the house if there is any chance of thunder. He is much better with thunder but he is still noise sensitive and its not worth the risk of him hurting himself if Bruce isnt home to be a calming influence.

Swift inevitably is running out of time, she is feeling much better with her antibiotics for her water infection but everything is wearing out. There has been so many times shes been at deaths door I have to guard against casting her current health scare as another blimp in her life there is no getting away from the fact she is slipping away....in true Swiftly fashion. She is keen every morning shes demanding and opinionated yet shes tired, tired of keeping her battered body going.

Bucks bleeding has slowed down, its looking like the vivitonin was causing his delicate blood vessels to burst. Thi swas alway possible as its a senility aid, increasing blood flow to the brain unfortunately this has side affects in certains dogs. So hes no longer bleeding but he is very confused and has real moments of anxiety, he swings from puppyish enthusiasm over the smallest of things to real panic if he can't see me or his routine is changed. Dog of this age can be a constant battle to balance their needs, to meet their extra needs without upsetting them.

So I wait till Swifts antibiotics finish to see if it not just a simple case of Cystitis, to see if her breathing rythym settles and if Buck senility means increaing moments of panic rather than puppyish giddyness.

This is the only time or rather one of the only times it is a hard job to deal with, to lose one of your family then carry on as normal with everyones elses pride and joy. So as I keep reminding myself one day at a time!

Happy walking

I am also delighted to report Tumbleweed the idiot cat is in rude health despite risking life and limb by constantly tormenting Bruce and his new game of trying to fit through a fast closing door. His head is not designed to be slammed between two pieces of wood but have you every tried to explain this fact to a half witted, half blind, deaf adrenalin fiend?

Thunder

It is occassionally nice to have dramatic weather and to see what affect it has on our charges. I was delighted to see we only had one dog who reacted to the thunder and this is even better when we have had our young dogs out. Our young dogs were having too much fun to notice although the muggy weather certainly gets them going.

The two big wedgers( St Bernies) were feeling it and I am sure they were longing for their lake at home. As ever we made sure they were cooled down and well watered. We went for a new walk today, new to most of the dogs and even though it was Monday they didnt seem to be suffering from Monday madness although Khan the lovable rogue was mad as a march hare. The walk is just next the Ox up at Oxhill, the advantage to this walk for us is a safe place to park and different terrains to keep all the different types of dogs happy.

The woods are loved by all, the parkland ideal for the sniffy dogs and for the dog games we all play. Then the track is another visual and sniffing haven. We find this walk is also ideal as it is regularly used so we practise our recall and good manners everytime we call them in for people/ bikes and dogs passing( not one fluff today all recalled and all were polite with Dexter gaining a rare gold star as did Smudge) then there is the tethered horses, these are nice and relaxed when seeing the horses which in turn helps us reward our guys for calm behaviour around them( gold stars for all the experiences guys andSmudge, Hugo and Oscar).

Rabbits can be a real torment but didnt cause a stir on this walk so all in all, although a little time needed to be taken at first to get them to settle down to set off on the walk, they all did very well.

I have noticed Dexter is really coming along but it is interspersed with foolish puppy behaviour which is to be expected we are finding Ellie isn't learning as she should so we will have to go back to play sessions and more time spent on the lead until we can make her more reliable, its not that she won't recall she just isn't as responsive or aware as she should be. She is a bull headed little baggage!

Sam has ben feeling the inevitable pressure whilst petsitting. It is so incredibly difficult to balance everyones needs, making sure no dogs are left too long( by our standards), no dogs unduly stressed( you can't expect new dogs to just slot in though they often do) and also something we tend to forget OUR needs! Thing like finding time to eat and eat well, to relax and switch off to a degree something you can't do when you are petsitting. This is why we now restrict most of our petsitting to regular customers, its more important to us to do our caring very well than try and jam as much in and earn as much money. Business it may have to be but never at the expense of the animals.

Happy walking

Oh before I forget, its lovely to have you back Normans mum and hope you feel better oon you had us worried when you were rushed to hospital, you need a holiday to recover from you holiday, luckily Norman is on hand to give you some dog love therapy. I am also relieved to see how much better Tilly and Elsas dad is doing and hopefully the doctors will never pass it off as indigection again! Lastly congratulations Jan lets hope your firt month back to work isn't too tough on you try and look after you.

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

Lots more photos and videos

Usual site for more photo and vids

http://s657.photobucket.com/albums/uu295/Swiftly3legs/

Please excuse my constant talking ha ha

Sunday, 7 June 2009

Skye


Anyone know what this is? A Nudibrank.


Not quite a rain 'bow'


Old man of Storr

Clouds rolling over the mountains
Ok so the dog can't read signs but the owners?

Keeping with Howlett tradition having a swim, no matter where and when, on holiday!

'What on earth was that white thing in the water?'
Of interest?

Highland cliche

Seat with a view

All forgotten

Waternish

Oh Skye! There is something about the scottish hills and a pride that we english don't seem to portray. I love the combination of hills, sea and woodland. We managed to pick a time that wasn't too busy thankfully.


I have realised whilst on holiday that I just love old guys. Where many people would go gaga at puppies, foals, babies and calves( ok I get the calves thing) I go gaga over old guys.
A highlight of Wednesdays sights was meeting a very old pony sex unknown who looked as old as the hills. And as craggy. He was black with more than a bit of grey, he wobbled when he walked and I am sure I saw two slugs overtake him when he tottled over to see me. He looked like he could keel over at anytime and was very careful to not move his centre of gravity too much, a slight deviation set up an alarming wobble.
After a gentle but firm nicker I realised a tickle wouldn't do for this old guy, so I ran back to the car and fed him a american soft jelly. This was sucked with much enjoyment so off I ran again to feed him another. Oh to have been able to witness all he had done and who he had known.


Similarly a ewe who had an incredibly lived in face, looked as hard as heather and in no hurry to move. I was looked casually up and down, she chewed a little more with probably what little stumps she had left and got down to far more important things than watching tourists...eating.



The whole holiday was a holiday of glimpses, unlike Mull, Skyes coast and cliffs are generally inaccessible unless you want to walk for miles on unmarked trails. Early on I spotted, a long way off, an eagle but only a glimpse. Later we spotted two porpoises swimming past diving gannets next to the lighthouse. (Here we left our stones on the chosen piles, I needless to say chose one with no other stones on so I could balance mine, not to last long one strong gust and it would go back to being a lone stone.)
Rabbits were so few that we were excited to see them and I would happily swap their hooded crows for our carrion crows, far more dashing they are. A lovely three quarter grown hare ran in front of our car before dashing into the reeds reminding me how big they are. Roe deer are a favourite of mine and I spotted a couple together both still shedding their heavy winter coats, one buck and one doe. Another later in the day which will be etched into my mind for a long time. She stood on a outcrop in the sun, with the hazel trees and bluebells at her feet.
Heading back from one of our longer trips we spotted an aggitated red hind who had the tiniest fawn I had seen, Bruce ageing it at probably two days old, she had obviously been disturbed and despite taking a photo I still managed to miss the little fella who had ducked into the reeds.
The most exciting animal siting we had and one I do not wish to repeat was the sea eagle! We had been told of a great spot to watch and see sea eagles o off we headed just a little over full from our tea. As is often the way there was no definable path, so off we headd towards the cliffs. The heather was dotted with peaty wet bogs that we not so delicately walked through, then we hit the rough stuff. We watched a Roe deer bound along leaping and jumping seemingly in slow motion. Now quite why our brains did take that on board I dont know, deer never look like they are going in slow motion unless they are walking and trying not be spotted.
On we headed and down we went, constantly falling into 4ft ditches hidden by the heather. we were no longer wlaking now we were stumbling about determined not to be deterred by a bit of 'bad' ground. On the one occassion I risked looking up instead of where I was trying to put my feet I skrieked in totally inappropriate wildlife spotting way. Sea Eagle. Once we managed to extract ourselves from another ditch we spotted her flying off a little startled at the strange beasts blundering through the bog. I gently asked Bruce if Sea eagles ever felt teh urge to attack two feeble tired walkers but before he could gasp the answer she had flown off. We walked a little further before being scared witless at the edge of the trees we peeked over being a peek over the edge of an extremely high sea cliff. Now bare in mind we kept falling into holes we were now feeling very vulnerable standing on the edge of unstable cliff. o with a very quick flick of the camera button I took a photo of the seals far below( and one jelly fish) and then we headed off sweating and being a fast food buffet for the local midges.








I take my hat off to the roe deer who made it look so effortless and elegant. No one could accuse me of either being elegant or making it look effortless, I was too busy grunting with both effort and being constantly dropped below the peat.
Oh I love cars, any car that happens to be my transport at that moment in time. I could have kissed her just like a scared passenger kisses the tarmac after a scary flight. Tarmac is totally underated.
The only other memorable thing was the stupidity of people. Now I know you dont have to go to Skye just to see that we did witness some spectacular stupidity. One woman decided going down the steep steps to the lighthouse wasn't scary enough for her she had so slip, slide and bump down the rocks. Even she must have had a heart stopping moment when she missed the second rock and bounced down to the fourth.
The number one slot for stupid people goes to the sea cliff adrenalin junkies. As most tourists hung to the metal bars reluctantly peeking down to the rocks below here we watched two people, far into the distance, hanging over the very edge of the sea cliffs. Arghhhh. Not content with risking life and limb by being on the very egde the guy decided to dangle his feet and bend forward with his arms waving on a windy day.
I had that sick feeling watching them but was tranfixed had to photograph them yet dreading photographing them falling. Falling 500ft. Then there was part of me ( evil evil Howlett) wanted to push the stupid sods off!



So all in all we can't say we were bored, meeting all those non scottish artists that seem to run Skye, their mad friendly dogs, signs warning you of their over enthusiasm. The cafes and eating places that fed you and robbed you blind and lastly but not least those mountains that have seen it all before.
'Ock Jock the buses are never on time'