Freshfield Grove

Tales of Tasmanian Adventures in Olive Oil

It’s a Dog’s Life

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We found it a bit difficult to get back into our office based jobs, and I’m not sure the dogs knew what was going on either! Although, to be honest, I think they’re mostly just happy to be with us. They were a bit bewildered by the farm the first few days we were there, they’re used to a more suburban environment than rural Tasmania, and everything was very different from our usual routine. We didn’t have a lot of time to spend with them doing just dog stuff, but they enjoyed our regular walks around the olive grove, relaxing while we worked, and all the cool smells. Blizzard even ran around a bit, not usual for her at all! Although she did spend a lot of time sitting in the sun, or in her favourite armchair. Gunner, as usual, was more proactive about checking things out, but we did find him hiding out in the comfort of the van when he got the chance, rather than lying on the ground. He proved to be very good at collecting buzzies in his beard while he was looking for fieldmice.  And at the end of the day, they loved sitting out by the fire, hoping that the BBQ gods would drop a few sausages on the floor… FFx

Author: FarmerFi

I'm a British doctor who married an Aussie, moved to Tasmania, and bought an olive grove. Now making extra virgin olive oil and olive leaf tea. I'd love you to join my adventures in the beautiful setting of Southern Tasmania.

2 thoughts on “It’s a Dog’s Life

  1. And did they …? 😉
    How’s the oil production coming along, Fi ? [grin]

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  2. A fragment of sausage may have fallen from the sky occasionally! And the oil is still settling -you’re almost as impatient as we are about it 😉 I promise you will be the first to know! F

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