Ghillie the Francophile West Highland terrier

I am their best friend. I may only be a West Highland Terrier; Ghillie to them but I am also the boss. Whilst I like England and have lots of friends there, I have become a Francophile dog and just love it when I hear my master calling Brittany Ferries to book us all aboard.

I have become a Francophile dog and just love it when I hear my Master calling Brittany Ferries to book us all aboard...

It's a bit of a tedious journey from Portsmouth to St Malo as I'm not allowed out of the car but I'm happy there as I know they'll be back for me soon enough I drift off to sleep with the sound of the waves slapping at the ship's hull. When I awake we are in Brittany!

My first demand is the beach as fast as possible for a good stretch of my legs and a furious English bark still can't understand those French chaps after 4 years of going back and forth. My Mrs. had to get me a new passport the other day as I'm such a frequent traveller.

Now we trek south for 8 hours towards the Pyrenees and by early evening we're there! I leap out of the car, rush around the garden and stare out at the sunflowers blocking my mountain view but I'm home. The air is so fresh, the stars so bright and there's lots and lots of space for me to career around in. A quick bark " in English mind you " to say we're back. I lie flat out in the sun letting the humans do the work.

I am one Scottish dog who loves the warmth of the sun. I can smell a barbecue and wander off to demand a piece of meat from my master. He's a complete walk over and let's me have as much as I want. Then, it's back to that lazy, hazy way of life.

Off we set for a good couple of hours down the most beautiful valleys, along river banks and through vineyards

I am a walker and luckily they are too. Off we set for a good couple of hours down the most beautiful valleys, along river banks and through vineyards. We meet a canine friend or two along the way, I try my Franglais on them but they're still learning!

We're off to a market today - gives me a chance to do a bit of people watching as they sit over a coffee or a beer. A restaurant beckons and in we go. I am accepted almost wherever we go in fact master tends to turn down places that will not allow me in. I will have you know that I am extremely well behaved, well most of the time.

Cats are an issue with me but as long as they are out of the way, I am very happy sitting under the table waiting for a morsel of something delicious to come my way. Back home and it's time for a little hunting for me. Lots of hares around our house and I just love seeing them run. I have learned that they are too fast for me but it doesn't stop me having a go. Sadly, I am off games at the moment as I have snapped my cruciate ligament and I had to spend a day in dog hospital.

The vet was wonderful, or so my Mrs. says but my pride is a little dented as I am wandering around with a shaven leg and backside, and several stitches. Apparently I shall be like this for a month or so, it's nearing the end of our summer break now and I am already waiting to hear that we're coming back - probably have to wait until Christmas now.