I have had a very difficult week. After my birthday and an overdose of great food for Morganistmas they took me to the vet!!! Pam thought, since I'd reached 10, I'd better have an MOT. As soon as I saw the place I knew I had to get out of there. I was being seen by my favourite vet, Colin Lyons. I tried to Deerhound Sporran him but he was having none of it. After a check up I was out of there like a Saluki. He may be levely, but after last time I wasn't for staying long. Apparently, I have lumps and bumps, am a walking miracle and Elizabeth Arden Eight Hour cream is superb. I was very stressed so Ewen took me to Abbotsford, a sort of ancestoral home, because of Maida.

Had a good walk round. I've not been at Abbotsford since Magnus died. He loved it here.

Ewen tried to give me biscuits but I was too stressed by it all. Just wanted home to my lovely, comfy bed and my Elizabeth Arden.

Well, Happy Birthday to me. Today I was ten. Now in Big Dog years that's like 100. Did I get a letter from the Queen??? Fraid not. This Diva had a lovely walk and a great breakfast and I hear tell of some steak for tea. They've bought me a new bed. It's very soft. Pam found I have a callous on my shoulder. She thinks it's the new carpet so she's pumped up my duvet bed by 10 inches and is applying Elizabeth Arden Eight hour Cream regularly. We will let you know how it goes. On another point I thought I would remind you all of my Fall/Winter coats.

This is perfect for extremely wet days, handy in Scotland. The colour does wonders for my colouring.

For slightly wet, but cold mornings a furry lined reflective jacket is a good choice.

For cold but dry days this hooded fleece is a joy. And then for out on the country town on a dry day, we have our tweeds, with antler buttons!!!

Though I say it myself, I could be a fashion icon.

Mirren : Well here we are in October. The weather has, as ever, been changeable. Lovely and mild, freezing and chucking it down. Covid still hangs about and it looks as if my birthday and Morganistmas will definitely be just us us. Christmas??? Who knows? Maybe there will be a Christmas miracle. Anyway, lots of lovely walks in fields of gold and green, green grass. I like a bit of variety. Lots of smells.