I knew something wasn’t normal. I went out for an early walk and then had breakfast far earlier than usual. The car was loaded with some bags and I was put in my travel crate. We were soon on the motorway and heading north. I had no idea where we were going, but I knew it was a long way. The traffic got heavier and we got slower. I did wonder where we were going, and if we would get there. When we turned off the motorway, it was getting dark and I only just made out the sign that said “Welcome to the Lake District”.
I woke up early in the Lake District. I wondered if the hills and lakes would still be there, or was it all a dream? When I nosed around the curtains in the living room, I was so pleased that it was real. The hills must be high though, as they were draped in clouds which made me wonder more about them. Once we had been for a quick walk to the shop for some supplies and had breakfast, we were busying ourselves for the day ahead. I kept on checking to make sure the hills were still there, I couldn’t believe that I was actually here. I was harnessed up and then I knew it was time to explore this wonderland. We went across the beck which I think is what describes a small river. It looked more like a normal river to me. We went through gates and then past drystone walls.
I was allowed to stroll through mud and then stood in the water running off the fells. The paths were quite stony and we were going up hill and down hill. It was great fun. We stopped on a grassy knoll and the view was brilliant all the way back across Ullswater to Glenridding.
We kept strolling around the edge of Ullswater, and I even got to sniff in the ferns and the trees around the path. Sometimes the path went down quite steeply and I had to be good and walk to heel. This was quite difficult as I was really excited and I wanted to explore everywhere and everything. We seemed to go for miles and it was great. I still couldn’t believe I was here, on a holiday, in the Lake District. We kept on stopping to enjoy the views. Even I could appreciate them. I was getting tired but I still had excited ears. We were wandering back and we met a BT called Buster who was 13 years old. He said he had been here before, walked something called Striding Edge, but liked the lower paths now. He was really nice, we woofed for ages. We came off the hills after some considerable time and decided we would go to Glenridding for some quick noms for M&D. We wandered about and found a nice spot to eat a sausage roll. It should be noted that I got no sausage roll. We sat by Glenridding Beck, which sadly flooded in winter 2016 and caused a lot of damage to the town. We wandered down onto the edge of Ullswater and I went for a paddle.
It was great, I loved the cool water on my paws and that it tasted nice too. There was a spaniel playing fetch the stick from the water. She was having great fun, she said I should try it. I explained that I’m not allowed off lead as I’m rubbish at recall and would run away.
When I arrived in my new home, I had no idea that there was a wonderland of a garden attached to it. For the first few months I was shackled to one of my humans so couldn’t really enjoy it as much as I would have hoped. The number of trees made me suspicious that there were loads of little squirrels around. They would need chasing at some point.
I was allowed to roam fairly free after a couple of months, albeit on a long lead so I could at least chase a ball. I chased pigeons but they were pesky and kept on flying away. I think the squirrels were watching me and stayed out of my way. I could hear them, and sometimes see them, but they didn’t stray into my garden.
After a while I had calmed down enough to allow my humans to let me off the lead and to be trusted. It happened one day when I could hear them talking. I walked into the middle of the grass and sat down, the lead was unclipped from my harness and I just stood up and wandered off. I think this shocked all concerned. One thing I learned very quickly was that I could survey all the garden if I sat on the patio table.
One day I wasn’t allowed in the garden as usual. I wanted to go and explore and play but I was being kept indoors. When I looked out again, there were many people in the garden and they were taking away 2 of my trees. Apparently the trees had a nasty disease which was eating them from the inside. They would have fallen over if they weren’t taken away.
I have found many things in my garden, many of them are somewhat grisly and gruesome. One day, I was nosing about under one of the Yew tree and I was surprised to find a squirrel, but it wasn’t moving. Normally they like to run away from me but when I picked it up gently in my teeth, I saw it was headless so very dead. Another time there were two legs sticking out of the grass so I think the rest of the pigeon had been eaten. My human mum then found a ball of feathers and blood, so another pigeon had succumbed to the red kites who live in the area.
Now the only wildlife that I see in my garden is a tiger. Sadly I cuddled my tiger with my teeth and he doesn’t look like this any more.
I love having freedom to run and play, I’m very lucky. Its safe for me. But I’m still waiting for the squirrels to dare to venture into my garden.
I went to a dog show on Saturday. It was organised by the rescue centre who looked after me before I arrived at my forever home. My humans thought it would be a good idea to try and get me more socialised around other dogs, as I tend to be quite exuberant and excitable sometimes when I first meet other dogs, or a situation is quite new to me.
So off we went to the dog show to try and continue my education and see if I can be calm around other dogs and people. It was a very warm day, which helped as I am slower in the heat, and don’t tend to pull as much on the harness. I enjoy car rides, despite my early encounter with a car when I was a pup. Seeing somewhere new, especially if there are hedgerows involved is always exciting for a Beagle Harrier. We arrived after it had started, which was probably the plan knowing these two humans I adopted. There were two main show rings, and plenty of other stalls with food, drink and toys to buy. It looked great fun. The first time we went around the stalls and spoke to people, I was very excited and wanted to woof with as many dogs as I could. You should understand that I hadn’t been socialised when I was a pup, so I missed out on my very important formative years. Because I can be over-exuberant some dogs take umbrage with me. I am getting better though, I approach with my tail wagging and I am always smiley. Anyway, we strolled around and I was having a great time. We watched the judging for one of the classes. I managed to sit still for all of three seconds.
It was interesting as I met many different breeds and types of dog, most of whom were rescue. My humans were speaking to others who had also taken on rescues and I think it was reinforcing their view that we are worth it, we are hard work sometimes but the rewards are there for all to see in the end.
So, having wandered around and chatted to dogs and humans, I got some presents for later when I got home. The packets smelled of food but they were put away from my sight. I wasn’t entered into any classes as I thought it better to allow other dogs to win “Loudest Aroooo” or “Dog that can’t sit still for more than three seconds”.
I was calming down after 15-20 minutes, I even managed to lay down on the grass. It was very warm and there were plenty of water bowls. Eventually we found some shade, fortunately near to a hedgerow and I was allowed to sniff about.
It was a good learning experience for me. I have improved so much since I arrived that, as I woofed in my last blog, I am apparently a different dog. It has taken some time to realise that I have to be gentler around other dogs. I can play, but I have to be a little more careful and see the signs if some dogs don’t like my bounciness.
Thank you to Chilterns Dog Rescue Society for organising the day, it was great and I enjoyed myself. I’m learning new things every day. This was an important step for me.