Mac’s Backyard (with Annie and Poppy)

Mac’s Backyard (with Annie and Poppy)

by Annie and Poppy

Hello. I am Annie. Sometimes Dave and M call me Annabelle – but only when I am up to mischief. I became part of the family at Tallagandra Hill in early 2021 a few months after the great sadness here when Rockstar Mac passed away. I was super nervous about venturing into Mac’s Backyard because…

Mac’s Final Word

by Annie and Poppy

And so it is – time to say goodbye. I thought we had more time but my body tricked me into putting all my energy into fixing my leg and none of us knew I had a dark cloud growing inside me. Not that he knew it, but kind of fitting that Dave’s final gift…

Posing for photos….

by Annie and Poppy

Dave is still dragging me out for walks around the vineyard even in the freezing cold. I don’t think he realises that it’s bloody cold up there. I know it’s perfectly OK for the vines until they ‘burst into life’, as Dave calls it, but not so great for this old pooch. I did watch…

Let there be light!

by Annie and Poppy

Well it only took 3 months I suppose. Lots of my favourite sniffing zone was dug up, and Dave spent an eternity digging holes, lifting poles, poking and prodding. Finally I get it. Dave was putting some lights up to help me find the kangaroo poo at night. Brilliant. Slow, but brilliant nonetheless. The problem…

Mac’s Moving Feast

by Annie and Poppy

Well Dave has excelled yet again! I followed him out to the gate to put a new sign out. Talk about mission impossible – I kept trying to tell him to tie it down. Afterall, you didn’t have to be Einstein to know it was a bit blowy. We almost parachuted down to Gundaroo. Anyway,…

New job as a cleaner

by Annie and Poppy

I swapped roles today. Dave took me down to do my usual host job – I took one look at it and said ‘Dave you’ve got to be joking!’ 60 adults and 60 kids running riot. Dave called it an event; I call it chaos. My best option was probably to hide under the table…

Lights, action

by Annie and Poppy

They dragged me down to the cellar door on a very cold night. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but turns out there were a bus load of crazy people all dressed up in furs (think they were trying to be like me!) arriving for what they called ‘Christmas in July’. The leader of…

Pruning

by Annie and Poppy

You’re not going to believe this, but I think Dave might finally be getting his act together. How long has it taken for him to realise that the only real value in his beloved grape vines is to make sticks for me! Finally. We spent a whole morning walking up and down the vines –…

All this talk about cool climate wines!

by Annie and Poppy

I’ve got to tell you it’s not cool in Gundaroo – it’s bloody cold. The pour vines have had a haircut too. Imagine how they must feel! It was never like this in Newtown in my old stomping ground. Dave still insists on dragging me out for a morning walk in the middle of winter,…

The Fuss about Grapes

by Annie and Poppy

I don’t really know what all the fuss is about with grapes. For a start, I am not allowed to eat them, although I do munch on the prunings from the vine from time to time. But basically they’re no fun at all – too small to play with and Dave says we are just…