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Wot's keeping you?

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 1:58 pm
by Daffyd
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Aye, here we have AILSA and ANGUS two we dugs that are aboot tae gan 'walkies'

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 2:03 pm
by Emm
Are they related, Daffyd?

Love the coats - are they tartan?
Are they wearing them because of the cold - or was it raining? My two are not so cheerful looking when they have to go out in the rain!!!

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 2:12 pm
by Daffyd
No Emm, they are not related and aye they are tartan coats. They are just off on a fashion shoot for the magazine "The Highland Heartland" (if you'll believe that you'll believe anything). It was a braw day and a wee bit damp but Angus had a lesson that he was about to teach Ailsa.

Aromatherapy

Fragrance fill the airways
and adheres to all around.
ANGUS loves the mornings
and the fresh smells on the ground.
He leads his little protege
through the early morning dew
And from the misty, purple peaks,
they stand and marvel at the view.
For this is the land of ANGUS
with its heather and its pines.
These are the streams, the very life blood,
of those special Highland wines.
The smell of fresh cut Scottish peat
does oft times assail the air,
ANGUS feels his hot blood rush
as once more his nostrils flare.
He scents a stag and off he bounds
to chase the Monarch o’ the Glen.
AILSA, his wee protege, hesitates,
but soon is off again.
Leaping, striding, bounding,
side by side they run.
Who’d of thought a lesson in aromatherapy
would turn out to be such fun.

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 2:29 pm
by Monsy
What cute wee dogs. Is that the family tartan or just the naicest one in the pet shop?

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 2:35 pm
by Daffyd
I'm not sure Monsy..... Angus has never told me which clan he belangs tae and as fer Ailsa, well, the reds and blues didna suit her and anyway they would of stood oot like a sare thumb especially on a field trip.

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 2:46 pm
by Emm
Chasing the Monarch of the Glen?
I thought haggis would have been more his size.
:D

Great poem Daffyd.

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 2:53 pm
by Daffyd
Aye true, but there are big kingdoms and wee kingdoms. It could o' well been a haggis.

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 8:24 pm
by Emm
Ah but . . . there's only one Kingdom in Scotland - and that is the Kingdom of Fife.
I used to live there, and I don't recall seeing any haggis running around.
Didn't see any deer either if it comes to that.
:(

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 9:14 pm
by ciderman_nz
They're fixin' you with a steely gaze! Better do it!
Michael
NZ

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 9:34 pm
by Mgzy
Canny wee canines Daffyd... Good to see you here lad and you too Ciderman...

Got some Pics of wee cat in her usual laid back pose I must load up...

Oh and Emm...

I'm actually getting grey withdrawal now lass... Been two years past since best left and feel there a grey out there in need... I'll find him/her soon....

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:01 pm
by Daffyd
Aye.... the Kingdom o' Fyfe ah mind it weel, but mind as for the deer and the haggis, well am thinking anyone wearin those Raybands wouldna be able to see much anyhoo! The sun was nivver oot that often, so ah nivver invested in dark glasses. Take the off Emm, let's see those bonnie eyes.

Mgzy I've just had a look back and your profile says you've nay thumbnails...... poor thing...... what happened?

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:11 pm
by Rowan
I used the thumbscrews on her!!

PostPosted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:29 pm
by Daffyd
Och! The poor quine, still it'll be less tae paint am thinking.

PostPosted: Sun May 22, 2005 2:25 pm
by Emm
Ohhhh Daffyd, you say the nicest things.
I am wearing the glasses as a disguise.
;)

Miggsy - it is never two years, is it. How time flies.