I have T-shirt to wear when I'm out. It has my pink "Drama Queen" scarf attached. It's really to stop my bald bit getting sunburnt. Apparently, dogs and cats are susceptible to skin cancer if bald. I've never been one for sunbathing which is why my skin is still quite firm and pink. The T-shirt also hides my bald patches which is always good on the looking good front. It's cool but keeps the draughts off. On that note, I was snapped at tonight by a small chap called, Hugo. My height and beauty must have intimidated him. Small dog syndrome Pam called. He is a Patterdale. 'Bout the size of a good lunch. No pics of my T-shirt yet but Pam took a photo of me after being brushed. I think I look rather gorgeous.

Off to watch "The Syndicate." Apparently it has a large Wolfhound in it. Might be like seeing Magnus again but then again, the dog, Duke, is played by a lady, like me. Her name is Ava. I hope she becomes a big star. xxxxxxx

Been busy this week. First of all Pam found another cyst. This was quite a big one and apparently quite disgusting inside. Pam likes this sort of thing. They took me to the vet who immediately said she wasn't taking me in because I was already going into meltdown. Quick twirl and I was on my way home. These things are quite common on some breeds. I'm getting them because I'm getting older and my immune system is getting tired. We also popped to see Magnus's axe head on Sunday to give it a bit of a clean and oil. People are starting to see it now and post pictures of their dogs and children near it and on the toadstools. It's very heartening. Someone else has planted a tree and surrounded it with stones so we think it's a memorial too. I hope no-one hurts either of these. We still don't know who took the "Love" stone but I suppose the world is full of people who do inconsiderate things. Getting to be a grumpy old dog! Chased a cat the other day. Well I trotted after it and it ran away. POWER!

Two years ago on Thursday 18th April, my big brother and best friend, went to sleep. I still miss him.

More snow??? Anyway, it means I keep my coat on for now. My bald patch seems to be regrowing hair in some parts and losing some in others. I hate to admit it, but it must be old age. I've been injected, pilled and tested for everything else. Rediscovered "The Joy of Rabbits" the other day. They don't know I am a very elderly Deerhound. They just see "Dog". So, off they went and so did I. It was brilliant feelng the joy of the chase again. I'm not very fast now but I can pick up a good trot. Geat fun. Had a visit from a very old friend. Really old! Victor is a 16 years old black labrador. He pants like a steam engine. Apparently, his memory is a bit dodgy now. He just wandered into the house to say hello. His memory may be going but his nose still works and he must have sniffed dog treats and a lady dog.(me) Then mon ami, Luther visited. He is looking very svelte these days. He briefly said hello but now he has explored other, younger models and had six puppies, I fear he seeks a livelier sort. Win some, lose some.

Happy Easter everyone. We've had snow here. I'm feeling okay at the moment. The leg brace thingy seems to help me. I remember they originally bought the braces for me. I thought I looked like a racehorse. Magnus borrowed them for a wee while and then they just got forgotten about. They must work because I actually chased a rabbit on Sunday morning and then came home and I kept dreaming I was still chasing them.

My friend Luther went to see his boys. They all went off to homes this past weekend. One of them looks just like him, with curly haired ears. He'll be a handsome chap if he looks like his dad.

And our thoughts go out today our pal Orry. He's going for a trip to the vet today which will see him come home with a couple of bits less. We all go through it sometime in one way or another. The boy will still be a star.