Bah!! Ten days without a post while Misery has been faffing with HER boring old blogs.
And – I even missed Valentine’s Day so I couldn’t send a bark out to all my wonderful past and present girlfriends. Pippasigh. Harooo.
Anyways, as I went to Spain at the weekend, I thought I would write about my Spanish life, and see if you can spot the differences in my life.
So I won’t write any more but the clues are in the photos.
And because Georgia Sweetest Pea Ever Ratatouille and Ralph have said they want to see photos of where I live, I have included a couple of non-ME photos. They are sort of part of my mini-quiz anyway. (Far more photos of Gib and Spain to be found on Misery’s silly blogs Roughseas and Everypicture)
When we turn off the motorway, we always stop here right on the beach so that we can stretch our eight legs. And Misery calls at the boring supermarket over the road. This is looking down the coast towards Málaga city.
My very favourite activity of all (apart from chasing catz) – lying at my gate.
Off we go up the track for our walk.
Need to check out all the smells in the grass since I was last here.
Am I supposed to be having my photo taken?
And – the weekend’s already over, we’re back walking around the city again, just about to leave through one of the gates – Prince Edward’s – in the city walls. If you look closely you can see it says it was built in 1780.
Curled up cosily in my Gibflat once again, under my tableden.