Mabel : Oh hum. He's been quite famous this week. Someone even posted about him from St Lucia. Other than that life just goes on. We're getting out into the house more now since we're getting better house trained. (well some of us are.) Morris didn't help things by chewing the window sill. That put a bit of a damper on our TV time. Our TV is the front window. There are birds and other dogs and people go past. Pam says I'll really like it when a cat goes past. They all seem to have disappeared! We've met horses this week. Murphy and Midge. Murphy is much bigger than us but Midge is about what we'll be. One day.

Morris: I'm not that interested in fame. I think I might be a bit of a foodie actually. I like to chew things. I didn't know about the window sill, the chair legs, the bed legs or the socks!! Been getting well walked. Pam keeps the leads on. I'm not going anywhere! Went to an old castle today. Ewen wanted a picture of us but it was closed!

We had a very traumatic Sunday. Morris disappeared for 16 hours at Wooplaw Wood. He had had a major fright as he walked through the woods and ran off. Friends, locals, neighbours, clients came and joined the search. We had a camper van command post near where Morris went missing. People came with torches and infra red heat sensors. We combed the woods calling his name, rattling his biscuit tin and squeaking his toy. Nothing. Then at 4.30am, after everyone had gone home, Ewen, who was still searching, heard a sound near the camper. It was Morris. He, his coat and his paws were pristine clean, he wasn't cold or trembling with fright. He was just --- back. We assume someone had stolen him and the media coverage and obvious display of our distress bumped their conscience into returning him. Mabel : I have to admit a certain "Whoopee." I had full run of the house and the toys, a leisurely dinner and a big stretch in bed and all without having to defend myself. I suppose it's good to have him back but the peace was magic. Now, he's getting a big head, "Yes, I was the Missing dog. Yes, I attracted 19,000 social media hits. Yes you want to pat me, take my picture, ask for my pawprint?" I have to live with this.

Morris: No-one will ever know what I did. I'm not telling. I'm going to be secretive and mysterious. Anyway, no-one would understand if I tried. Just glad to be home. I need my eggy bread!

Morris: Had a few changes this week. We've out grown the wee coats Pam made so they've bought us new ones. Mine is a manly navy, Mabel's is a shocking pink. She won't be able to hide from me. I do enjoy beating her up but she can give as good as she gets. I've also been swimming. Went into the Leader, with Ewen, and had fun rushing through the water and paddling. Impressive stuff I think. I'm now really good at work-surface surfing. Managed a whole slice of eggy bread before getting caught. I can also jump of the top terrace but this doesn't bring rewards. Instead they shout, "No?????"

Mabel: My coat is a Schiapparelli Pink but I doubt if he'd know that. I didn't either till Pam told me. I didn't go in the water and just stood at the side, on the banks ?, whatever they are, and watched. I was not putting a paw in that water. Pam says it reminds her of someone else! I also remind her of someone else in the way I like to chew on a stick. Pam says girls must have better oral hygiene than boys. Met two Jack Russells the other day, one off lead. He came at us. Morris ran and nearly pulled Pam over with his lead. I stayed. I was very shaky afterwards but I stood my ground. Pam wasn't very impressed with lady with the dogs. She muttered rude things later on!!

But it's still really nice to cuddle in when we are tired.

Mabel: We've had a very busy time here doing lots of new things. We've been for a picnic, met Murphy, had a dog called Micky stay overnight and had a play with a dog called Hugo. Very handsome boy. Very hairy paws. Then Pam and Ewen held something called "Morganistmas" on Sunday and lots of people came for lots of fantastic smelling food. We didn't get a lot of sleep, we were so excited about seeing people. The picnic was with Ewen. The weather was nice so we went up the hills for a walk and then Ewen stopped and gave us food and water. Brilliant. This picnic thing certainly gets my vote.

Morris: I think Ewen is a pretty cool sort of guy. Anyone who knows about picnics and cooking great food is cool in my book. I think I can see a relationship with him. We like quiet walks, nice nibbles, sniffing the air, that sort of thing. Mabel, on the other hand is definitely a bit of a diva. Our friend, Murphy, says it's Pam's fault. Our predecessor, Mirren, was apparently a bit of a diva too. Liked comfort, the warm bits and good nibbles. Definitely our Mabel Moira.

Mabel: Here we are again. Pam has discovered I get cold easily. She just waves a warm furry throw at me and I'm hers. Curl up and go to sleep. Have met a big guy called Murphy who was very nice. Looked like a big, warm, furry blanket and I did try to get closer but he wasn't playing along. Got a bit offended when a lady asked if we were Whippets. Nothing against Whippets but really???? Other than that it's been eat, sleep, walk and beat up Morris. Both of us got into trouble for this......

Morris: It's tough here. I have to walk when asked, come back when asked, sit and down when asked and go and toilet outside. Where's the fun in all that. Tried to eat Pam's fluffy duster but it didn't go down well and I threw up bits of it and some of my dinner into Pam's favourite mug. Impressive accuracy. Quite chuffed with myself. Also, met a big chap called Murphy. I'll be as big as him one day.

Mabel. Well that wasn't very nice. Went to see a "VET" and he stuck a needle in my neck. However, it does mean we get out a bit more now. New sights to see, new people. We're not allowed to see other dogs yet but that'll happen soon. Have been up the "Golf Course," very nice whatever it is. Got to run off our lead. Morris is a bit of a wimp and I can't let him out of my sight. Pam and Ewen separated us today and I was very concerned for his well being. Had to whine and pull until, EVENTUALLY, they let us back together.

Morris. Totally agree with Mabel. Have learnt that she may be small but she's vicious and it's just easier to agree with her. Being outside, in the long grass, is nice but I'm not sure of the noises and all the other things flapping about. Pam calls them leaves and birds but I found the way they fly up a bit scary. Think Pam and Ewen are splitting us up when they take us out. Much more peaceful for me.

We met our pups-to-be some weeks ago. Their Mum, Doris, was a gentle giant and a patient mother to a HUGE litter of thirteen pups. The owner, Keith was a lovely man, who wanted the best for the puppies. Fortunately, he thought us worthy. Morris and Mabel arrived last Saturday. They were both amazing on the journey and settled in the car with no problems, snoozing the whole way home. They have terrorized us ever since. Introducing Morris and Mabel.

My name is Morris. I was the biggest in a litter of thirteen pups. I chose Ewen because he looked like my kind of guy. I like food, sleeping, discovering new things and trying to beat up my wee sister.

My name is Mabel. I was the smallest in the litter and chose Pam because she sat on the floor and gave my Mum, Doris,steak. I hope to get something similar in the near future. I am half the weight of Morris but I can really hold my own in a paw fight with him. Pam says I remind her of a dog called Mirren. I'm taking that as a compliment.

We can see that we are going to have our picture taken a lot so we decided to goof up our last pictures!!!!