Indie is looking very smug with herself because she ate some poo on our walk. I won’t go into graphic detail, but I immediately had to bath her. Look at how proud she is of herself.…
Went on a doggy coffee date with Indie and Luna to The Good Coffee Cartel. Indie likes her coffee black, whereas Luna is partial to a flat white.
Today is vet day. Indie is struggling to walk up stairs and I’ve noticed she trips over her back legs a lot. I’m not too concerned. It’s very normal for a dog of Indie’s age (12) to have arthritis. Hopefully the vet will give us some medication. I’ve also ordered dog stairs so she can get onto the sofa without jumping.
This was my third year attending Glasgow Coffee Festival. You can see photos from the last 2 years here and here. In some respects it was better than other years (they introduced reusable cups, which in turn saved a grand total of 18,000+ disposable cups). The only disappointment was that no dogs were allowed this year (ignore those photos of Indie—she is an emotional support dog).
I ate cake, drank coffee and chatted to suppliers about the businesses they’re building and coffee they’re roasting. Just like last year, Rab and I had photographed a wedding the day before so we needed caffeine to recover.
Oh my, isn’t it exciting when you discover a new coffee shop? Not only that, but one that happens to be a 5 minute walk away… and is dog friendly? The Good Coffee Cartel is nailing it.
The Good Coffee Cartel is a coffee place, roaster and retail shop. Get ’em checked.
This was one of those Sundays I really enjoy. A day of uninterrupted me stuff, like taking Indie for a long walk, cleaning the house and going out for a run. The fact the sun was shining instantly put me in a good mood. These Scottish winters can feel awfully long, you know. The light in my apartment was on point and I had to capture Indie settling into this sun patch for a sleep.
Indie’s almost 12, yet I’ve never let her off the lead. Well, that’s not true. There were a couple of occasions and she ran away. She follows her nose—even if that puts her in dangerous situations. It does mean she never gets much of a chance to stretch her legs and run around.
Somebody on Facebook posted about a dog run in Glasgow and by the next day I’d booked a 30 minute slot for Indie. I didn’t know what to expect, so I packed a ball and some toys for her to run around with. It turns out she never left my side and just wanted to dig in the snow. It was very cute.