Autumn in Ashclyst Forest

I'm loving autumn.

Especially this kind of fun:

But I got a bit spooked when I met this tree:

It's a pup's life

Another glorious sunny morning, so we went right down the bottom of the garden. First up, stand on the heap and stare at the sheep.

It's a wildlife pond, right? And I'm a wild child.

Next up, diggerdog. Whilst making foolish grunty grumbles, naturally.

Run about a bit.
Roach under the apple trees.

Initiate tuck-butt-run boosters.

Where'd I go?

Ahoy, me hearties!


Wish you were here!

autumn is arooooo!

Everyone says November is cold and wet, but here we are basking in the most glorious, warm, sunny days. Mum took me for a big walk up the canal towpath to see if she could wear me out a bit. Apparently I have been a bit pesky of late.

I don't think I'm pesky. I just think Mum is stoooopid. I mean, why is she pointing the camera at me when we should be going going going?

On Sunday we took a walk through the woods at Knightshayes Court. I was supposed to be on the lead, but who can resist. As soon as I was set free I hurtled off down the path with excitement. I just love paths in the woods. This is me coming back when called - just close enough to be seen, but no closer.
I think I was designed for autumn colours.

My new favourite activity is chasing leaves. At home, Mum rakes big piles together which I bomb at high speed, but I also love it when Dad kicks them up for me.
Trust me, Mum grumbles about low light and slow shutter speeds the whole time.

Coming to geeettt yooooouuuu.....

The woods aren't that big, and soon we are back in pasture where I am on the lead. Mmmm, tasty sheepy poo snacks.
We bravely made it past this bull and through the gate. Actually, he was very relaxed, which is just as well as we're all hopeless with cattle. I get quite nervous and bark at them. Dad hides behind me. heh heh. Mum usually tries to shoo them off with shouts and arm waves, but after stories like this tends to chicken out and turn back on walks if they get too interested.

Autumn is just as much fun as summer in my mind. Maybe they were lying about winter too. Maybe all that talk of grey, wet, windy days is just a story they make up to scare pups like me.