Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Spud on a Sunday part III


Before we get on to the main attraction, I’d like to self- certify myself  as a domestic goddess. This weekend I’ve cleaned the fridge*, black leaded the hob grate and the log burner and baked 2 cakes, it would have been three cakes but I had to nip out and save the world.

Here he is, Spud the dog, toasting his toes and tum in front of the Aga (so much for  being the all weather dog, had he become, like the rest of his litter, a working dog, he’d have had no such luxuries.

Toasty paws-1

He’d be living outside in a kennel.

* the  oldest ‘best before’ item found in  the back of the fridge? Margarine August 2010, and  no, I didn’t use it in the cakes, I’ve put it out for the birds.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

14 thoughts on “Spud on a Sunday part III

  1. Talk about a dog’s life…! xx

  2. arh, hes so darn cute. looking forward to more spud pics, sara 🙂

  3. First of all, congratulations on your self-proclaimed domestic goddess award, which sounds truly deserved 🙂 It is indeed the time of year when baking in particular fits the needs of comfort. I’m sure your boys will agree! The photo of Spud is laugh out loud priceless! What a character ~ he couldn’t get any closer to the heat source if he tried. Thanks for sharing such a warm cozy post.

  4. Sorry about the third cake. Thank you for saving the world, though. Bet you had a job of it what with having to step over the dog and all.

  5. He’d not get near it in our household – that’s my spot!

  6. Neither of us is any good at housework so we tend to let it take care of itself. Well, that’s our excuse, anyway.

    The weather being as it is now, I’d say Spud’s got it right. Keep warm while you can. If you don’t have to sleep outside, why should you? They don’t give out prizes for masochism.

  7. He reminds me of my aunt’s Springer, who used to get so close to the coal fire she regularly had singed bits of fur (particularly on the paws). She also worked out how to move the fireguard out of the way, and they had to hook it to the fireplace to stop her. They’re not daft, dogs. Our cat’s favourite place is the hall carpet, where the hot water pipes run under the floor.

  8. Truly a baked spud…he’ll need to be if the forecast is right. Meg, our labradoodle (sorry) actually goes out into the hall to lie on the flagstones and cool down leaving the Aga for the cats! Love the blog btw, just love it!

  9. No fool Spud. He’s taking full advantage of the fact that he does not live outside in a kennel all year round. He seems to have a firm grasp on the concepts of “making hay whilst the sun shines” and “waste not, want not.”

  10. Oh I dunno, my rough tough little working dog seems to appreciate the finer things in life too (in fact he is currently appreciating the sofa so much my legs are going numb from his head resting on them!) 😉

    Good old Spud!

  11. Classic picture of Spud. This is a real winter photo. I love this pic.

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  13. This photo is pure magic. Spud is one smart dog. So glad I came across this photo while watching the all-day rain come down on a cold (for us) day in Houston; it made me feel toasty warm. Thanks for sharing.

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