Dog Walking Services
(Yes, I Actually Walk Them. Shocking, I Know.)
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Solo or Paired Dog Walk – 1 hour – £30
One dog or two that like each other (or at least agree not to start a turf war).
A proper leg-stretch with time to sniff, potter, and take in the latest pee-mail.
OR upgrade to an Adventure Walk: fields, woods, smells, problem-solving, and instinct-led roaming (on long lines if needed).
Your dog comes home muddy, tired and smugly satisfied. -
Solo Walk – 30 mins – £20
For the small, the slow, the senior, or the socially selective.
Can be turned into an Adventure Lite version with nose work, enrichment and the occasional existential pause under a tree. -
Pop-ins – 15 mins – £20
Quick visits for dogs that don’t need a full walk but do need a human face, a toilet break or some reassurance they haven’t been abandoned.
Also ideal for puppies learning to be home alone without screaming the house down.
Includes play, cuddles, basic training reinforcement and possibly cleaning up mysterious puddles. -
Training Walk – 1 hour – £50
A walk, yes, but with brain work. Lead manners, recall, impulse control, and not mugging toddlers for crisps.
This is where I gently mould your dog into a polite member of society without crushing their soul.
It’s still fun. Just with rules.
The Fine Print (Still More Fun Than a Legal Disclaimer):
Because your dog deserves more than a quick shuffle round the block while someone stares at their phone.
No dogs with a taste for human flesh or a history of dramatic exits. Tell me everything upfront.
I do all the walking. No randoms. No one with a clipboard. No one called "Baxter" who’s doing it for work experience.
We walk in rain. We walk in drizzle. We cancel for lightning or apocalyptic weather.
Cancel with less than 24 hours’ notice and you’ll still be charged, unless you’ve got an actual emergency (not “had a nap and forgot”).
If your dog bites me, I charge extra. Emotionally.
Area Covered:
If you don’t live in GL11 or GL12, you’re out of luck. I only cover these postcodes.
No, I won’t “just nip over” to Cheltenham. That’s not a nip. That’s a trek.
Booking means you agree to all this nonsense.
And really, why wouldn’t you?