I’ve just spent most of this week with Máire and the Boss at Máire’s old home in the west of Ireland. She says her family’s nickname for the place is “Sleepy Hollow” because the place is so quiet and it is easy to relax and sleep there. But I think they should rename it “Buttercup Place”. I had such fun chasing through the buttercups, darting about here and there, hiding and suddenly reappearing. I think the Boss was fearful I might get lost or that one of the sheep in a neighbouring field might start a stampede and chase me. I know I’ve a fairly good bark, but I’m only a fraction of the size of those sheep, so I think I’m much safer here among the buttercups.