The Dog Walker Aberdeen

The Dog Walker Aberdeen The Dog Walker Aberdeen has over 20 years experience in dog walking, training & puppy training

Running since 2005, we provide coverage of most areas of Aberdeen but not all. We are a small business who puts the dogs wellbeing above anything else

08/06/2026

Good morning everyone.

We will be off today. Ritchie has an appointment at 2:30pm today to get properly checked out. We will let you know what's happening as the day goes on.

Apologies again and you will all get a txt to let you know. Sorry if you were not on the walking list for today and got a txt but we are letting everyone know in case we forget anyone.

Much love and thanks
Ritchie & Lisa ๐Ÿ’œ

07/06/2026

Hey everyone, just a quick update on Ritchie, we are gonna take tomorrow morning off as he is waiting to hear back from the clinic as they kept missing each other on the phone as he was resting. We will let everyone know if we will be back in the afternoon.
Apologies for the inconvenience and a massive thank you to you all for reaching out and offering your help and well wishes. We appreciate you all so much ๐Ÿ’œ

Much love ๐Ÿ’œ
Ritchie & Lisa

05/06/2026

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05/06/2026

Good morning everyone.

Unfortunately there won't be any walks today. Ritchie is currently messaging everyone to explain.

He's not to long out of hospital, he's doing okay but we had ourselves a wee fright (he'll let you know in txt.)
As much as we all know getting Ritchie to take a day off is like pulling teeth but his health comes first, whether he likes it or not and as much as he's hating on himself for letting the dogs and yourselves down. He's gonna take the weekend to rest up and we'll be back on Monday ๐Ÿคž

We're very sorry for the inconvenience

Ritchie & Lisa
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Today's Adventures ๐ŸพPees: 369Poos: 164Bushes sniffed: They're everywhere, man.This morning's walk kicked off with a love...
04/06/2026

Today's Adventures ๐Ÿพ

Pees: 369
Poos: 164
Bushes sniffed: They're everywhere, man.

This morning's walk kicked off with a lovely wee game of Hide and Seek: Public Avoidance Edition.

We bumped into a member of the public and their dog, and honestly, our lot didn't embarrass us too badly. L dog went over for a polite sniff hello, like a normal member of society. M dog, however, immediately decided he'd seen enough of this life and attempted to leave with them instead. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Off he wandered with his new family until he suddenly realised, Wait, these aren't my idiots, and came trotting back.

After that, old man F had his wee toddle and all was well until Round 2 of hide and seek began.

This time the dogs clocked the person before we could make our escape. As we started turning around and getting leads on, a few of them decided that cooperation was for losers. They didn't actually go over to the person, but they did disappear under the trees while we stood there playing a real life game of canine whack a mole trying to get everyone clipped on.

Meanwhile little H dog was doing their best to not get caught in amongst all the chaos.

Eventually everyone was secured and we power walked away before the member of the public could enjoy their walk in peace, without worrying about our reprobates.

This afternoon the weather decided violence was the answer.

The heavens opened, thunder started booming and B&N dogs immediately informed us that absolutely no walking would be taking place today because they now lived in the van.

The van was safe.
The van was dry.
The van was home.

After some negotiations they eventually agreed to continue their walk, although not without making it very clear they were unhappy about the situation.

That's ma boys. ๐Ÿ’™

H dog was also suspiciously well behaved today. Didn't have to shout their name 30 times. Didn't have to chase them halfway across a field. Didn't have to question my career choices.

Honestly, I'm a bit concerned, or am I happy? I confuse them both sometimes.

There were loads of rabbits about today, which meant S dog and B dog spent the entire afternoon absolutely vibrating with excitement.

S dog is genuinely one of the sweetest dogs you'll ever meet, unless you're a rabbit, or someone she doesn't know.

Then she's basically a tiny furry serial killer ๐Ÿ˜‚

Both dogs could smell bunnies on the wind and were desperately searching for just one opportunity. Thankfully they're on leads right now because I enjoy keeping my stress levels below cardiac arrest territory.

O dog spent most of the afternoon walk, itching every part of his body he could possibly get to.

The prescribed treatment was repeatedly launching himself into soaking wet grass and rolling about like he'd just discovered enlightenment.

Finally, despite having an entire field available to them, the dogs once again formed a single file queue and marched through it like they were crossing the Alps.

Not side by side.
Not spread out.
Just one behind the other.

For reasons known only to themselves.

Who needs spatial awareness when you've got vibes right?

All in all, nobody got lost, nobody caught a rabbit, M dog only briefly joined another family, and we survived the thunder.

A successful day by our standards. ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ˜‚

โ˜”๐Ÿพ A Day in the Life: Wet, Wild & Questionable Decisions โ˜”๐ŸพPees: 256Poos: 352Bushes sniffed: STOP SNIFFING THE BLOODY BU...
03/06/2026

โ˜”๐Ÿพ A Day in the Life: Wet, Wild & Questionable Decisions โ˜”๐Ÿพ

Pees: 256
Poos: 352
Bushes sniffed: STOP SNIFFING THE BLOODY BUSHES AND WALK ALREADY ๐Ÿ˜‚

Today's shift began with an unexpected appearance from The Golden Girls: Fast & Furious Edition.

Three OAP wifees somehow managed to miss their turning, panic, and attempt to reverse off a roundabout on a dual carriageway. As we politely suggested they move before causing a nationwide incident, they simply smiled and waved at us like they were parked outside Mecca Bingo waiting for the doors to open. The blue rinse brigade strikes again!

The dogs, naturally thought this was perfectly normal human behaviour, I'm sure they just heard me shouting and were like. Uh, here she goes again, who's fault is it this time we're not getting treats.

Little L Dog, who we thought wanted to head home early yesterday, turns out to have been worrying about F Dog all along. (The young ones looking out for the old ones) She's an absolute sweetheart, apart from her ongoing mission to roll in anything disgusting enough to disguise the fact she's actually lovely. Apparently she believes if she smells like death, the local wildlife might finally stop laughing at her hunting abilities.

Meanwhile, J Dog woke up and chose romance.

Unfortunately for him, every dog was apparently the love of his life today. Also devastatingly for him, we walk a collection of absolute nutters and only a handful would tolerate such advances. The rest responded with horrified screaming, offended expressions, and the sort of rejection usually reserved for Love Island. By lunchtime he had learned that getting his leg over was, in fact, not on today's agenda.

Big M Dog was dishing out industrial strength bosies all day. He's basically a furry wrecking ball of affection. The dog doesn't cuddle you; he slowly leans his entire body weight into you until your knees start negotiating with gravity. Impossible not to love him!

P Dog spent the day sniffing absolutely everything. Leaves? Sniff. Grass? Sniff. A suspiciously uninteresting patch of mud? SNIFFFFFFF, AAAAHHHH! Better spend ten minutes investigating. Every request to move along was treated as a mere suggestion. We suspect she heard about yesterday's ear drawing scandal and thought, aye, why nae, let's make all the bad decisions. Screw the rules humans!

The biggest victory of the day?

No dead things.

There probably were some. There always are. But thankfully none of the furry detectives uncovered them, and for that we are eternally grateful.

Miraculously, we also escaped injury free. No falls, no near death experiences, no dogs attempting to launch us into orbit.

The only casualty was the air quality.

M Dog deployed several rounds of chemical warfare throughout the day, although thankfully the windows were open. Whether that saved us or simply spread the attack over a wider area remains unclear.

๐Ÿพโ˜” Until tomorrow's adventures ๐Ÿพโ˜”

โ˜”๐ŸพToday's Soggy Adventures โ˜”๐ŸพThe day kicked off with a lovely little email letting us know we'd received a 5 star Google...
02/06/2026

โ˜”๐ŸพToday's Soggy Adventures โ˜”๐Ÿพ

The day kicked off with a lovely little email letting us know we'd received a 5 star Google review. Aww, how nice! Who's left us a glowing review?

Turns out, absolutely nobody we know.

Instead, it's from someone claiming we walk their dog (which is impressive considering we've never met either them or their dog). The mystery reviewer then texted Ritchie saying, I've left a 5 star review for your business, let me know if you want more 5-star reviews we can work out a good price. Eh nah mate, we'd rather have none than fake. Off to Twich and sell some viewers ya fud.

Aye, no worries pal. Blocked. Spam reported. Scam detected. We prefer our reviews to come from actual humans who've actually used our services, thanks very much. Google's been informed, and now we play the exciting game of waiting for them to remove it.

The morning walk was about as exciting as watching paint dry in the rain. Which, coincidentally, it was. Wet, soggy, just miserable weather meant the dogs mostly just mooched about like tiny pensioners out for a constitutional.

One dog somehow produced what can only be described as an entire elephant sized p**p. We're still trying to work out the physics behind that one.

Little L dog was both leaded and unleaded throughout the walk after deciding she only required the same amount of exercise as F dog (roughly 15-20 minutes). Unfortunately for her, she's still got the energy levels of a caffeinated squirrel, so it was very much a case of:

Nice try, wee pal. Keep walking.

Then H dog discovered a dead thing.

Now, every other dog has politely ignored the local wildlife remains recently. Not H dog. Oh no. H dog decided that this particular deceased item was his prized possession.

Ritchie had the pleasure of fishing it out of his mouth while I got the equally glamorous task of bagging it up afterwards.

Because obviously what I've always wanted is my very own dead rabbit.

Yes. Another rabbit.

Mixy is absolutely awful this year for the poor things, although I suppose the local foxes aren't exactly complaining.

Honestly, nothing particularly exciting happened today. I do quite enjoy rainy days though. Everyone seems convinced their dogs will instantly dissolve upon contact with water, so the paths are lovely and quiet.

That said, the same people seem to think their dogs will also melt in sunshine.

So when exactly are these dogs getting walked? Maybe their melts too

The afternoon brought a few dogs temporarily back onto leads after it became apparent they'd forgotten how ears work. Recall had apparently left the building.

It was less well trained companion and more child who's drawn ears on their sibling with a fresh box of Crayolas.

Recall?

Never heard of her.

And that, folks, concludes today's thrilling episode of Dog Walking: The Glamorous Life.

๐ŸŒง๏ธDay in the Life: Professional Dog Walker, Amateur Punching Bag ๐ŸŒง๏ธPees: 920Poos: I've genuinely lost count.Bushes sniff...
01/06/2026

๐ŸŒง๏ธDay in the Life: Professional Dog Walker, Amateur Punching Bag ๐ŸŒง๏ธ

Pees: 920
Poos: I've genuinely lost count.
Bushes sniffed: 0 (apparently wet bushes are beneath everyone today).

Started the morning by loading everyone into the van, setting off, and making it approximately 10 seconds down the road before Ritchie suddenly announced:

"Why does it smell like p**s?"

Excellent question.

Van stops. Door opens. There sits Miss I, calmly and casually emptying the entire contents of her bladder onto the rubber matting like she'd paid good money for the privilege. Clearly all the rainwater the dogs brought into the van wasn't quite enough moisture for one morning.

The walk itself was surprisingly quiet. Wet? Absolutely. Roasting? Somehow also yes. I was wrapped head to toe in waterproofs, and by the end of it I'm fairly certain there was more water inside them than outside. Isn't getting older just an absolute treat?

J dog spent the walk performing his usual circus routine. One minute he's having a p*e, the next he's balancing on two legs like some sort of canine acrobat, while still p*eing!

"Look Ma, no hands!"

Honestly, if he starts charging admission, I want a cut.

The biggest threat of the day wasn't the weather though.

It was betrayal! (dun dun duuuuuunnnnn)

Four of our lovely leaded doggos collectively decided they'd had enough of my leadership and launched a coordinated attack. Their crime? Being told they couldn't walk in front of me.

Their revenge? Forcing me sideways into a full fence of barbed wire.

They all simultaneously attempted to squeeze through a single file path, and apparently the universe decided I was the one who had to move.

Dogs: 2
Me: 1

I somehow caught myself, saved my clothes, my skin, and what little dignity I had left.

To round things off, I arrived at a dog's house, let myself in, said hello, then remembered they're on holiday.

Nobody was home.

I was literally greeting an empty house.

Again, getting older is brilliant.

Honestly, I don't know whether to be relieved or deeply concerned that nothing particularly dramatic happened today. Mondays are usually absolute chaos, but the rain seems to chill everyone out and, surprisingly, I'm here for it.

That said, this suspicious level of calm can only mean one thing:

The rest of the week is going to be absolute carnage.

Place your bets now, which bone am I breaking by Friday? ๐Ÿ˜‚

Today's adventures ๐ŸพPees: 666Poos: 101Bushes sniffed: not too many todayWe kicked off this morning with one of the Paw P...
29/05/2026

Today's adventures ๐Ÿพ

Pees: 666
Poos: 101
Bushes sniffed: not too many today

We kicked off this morning with one of the Paw Patrol launching chunks all over the van. Which furry criminal was responsible? Absolutely no idea, but judging by the evidence, carrots were definitely involved in breakfast. Naturally, us humans cleaned it up ourselves because apparently the dogs are unionised and refuse to lift a paw. Silver lining though, nobody ate it afterwards, so honestly weโ€™re counting that as a partial victory. A disgusting, slightly traumatising one, but a victory none the less.

B dog spotted rabbits today and immediately transformed into Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. Never in a million years was he catching them, but for a solid minute or two weโ€™re pretty sure he thought heโ€™d found the entrance to Narnia. This resulted in some lead time and a chance for him to sit and reflect on his life choices.

L & B dogs were both out with us too, and weโ€™ve missed them loads. Although, admittedly, not so much B dog attempting a full prison break manoeuvre out the van door to get a head start on the walk. The result? A gigantic bruise on Richieโ€™s arm. Waheyyy, for once itโ€™s not me injured.

The smiling dog was up to his usual tricks, sneaking over for bosies before legging it the second he realised it was time to head back to the van. Luckily, I channelled my inner sniper, launched a tactical treat deployment, and slipped the lead right over his smiley wee face. Absolutely disgraceful behaviour from me. The lead police will be hearing about this.

The best part? Not a single dog p**ped in the van today. Spectacular! Even the giant baby dog only screamed slightly instead of directly into our souls, so honestly, weโ€™ll take that too!

Have a great weekend folks! Stay safe with those crazy dogs, keep your pockets stocked with emergency treats, and may the odds be ever in your favour ๐Ÿถ

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