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Those little moments

Its been an exhausting week dog walking and dog boarding. It wasn’t the dogs, it was the weather! Walking through wind, ice cold rain and slipping and sliding over mud takes it out of you and by time you get home, dry off each dog (and in some occasions hose them down) strip off all the layers of water proofs and fleeces, all you want to do is sleep! Well some days I came back, and we all snuggled up on the sofa. Its a dogs life 🙂

Coco is well and truly fed up now of her cone on her head but we couldn’t chance taking it off her. Its been bad enough keeping the dressing on as it is; she’s a clever girl, cone or no cone, that dressing has come off either way and we have found we are quite efficient at dressing a poorly paw! We do suspect her brother Iggy is her accomplice and instigates the whole dressing removal!

They have been lovely house guests as normal and we will be sorry to see them go tomorrow. They are incredibly good natured dogs. They are very loving and very gentle, and have a gorgeous passive nature. They are a credit to their bread and their owners. Oh well, there is one thing; they cant be let off the lead. They conspire against you and one goes one way and one goes another! Thankfully we have not fell foul of this mischief but you can see it in their eyes as they go outside, ‘you go one way, I’ll go the other’ one nod and they’re gone! So these two monkeys are staying on the lead!

We said farewell to the beagle twins today, and hello to Buster the American Bulldog. He’s a big boy, head and shoulders bigger then our Poppy, but oh what a lovely boy he is. He gets a bit giddy, and feeling the full force of his wagging tail is harsh, but its all affection and he just wants to please. Oh of course not forgetting the drool, lots of drool! But its ok, because he’s a big gentle giant. He’s here over the next week so we’ll see what he gets up to!

Finally I’ve been thinking today about the bad weather and how it effects us all and our dogs. Each time we go out for a walk, or let them out for a toilet break, they come in wet and soggy and mostly full of mud. We treat it as a chore, hosing, wiping, patting down, drying, it takes time up doing it. But as I was drying Holly’s paws today after she had been out in the back garden, I looked into her eyes, she looked into mine. She was so patiently letting me dry between her pads and drying her legs. It was such a personal moment between me and her. There was other dogs in the kitchen waiting for their turn, pushing me and nudging me about, but for those few moments it was just me and her.

So even though its a pain and it takes time drying and cleaning, enjoy those moments with your dog, because I know they are enjoying their time with you

night night

buster and ceinwyn


A much better day

So today was a much better day. So much more relaxed than yesterday. Phew!

Coco and her poorly paw is doing well. She’s fed up with the cone she has to wear and the sock over her bandaged foot, but she is turning out to be a very good patient. She is taking her medicine well and resting up.

Today we had a visit from Buster the American Bulldog and his family. He’s a big boy and so I wasn’t sure what to expect from the other dogs in the house. He came in, had a sniff about. My oldest dog Holly is always left in the living room when a dog comes to visit. She’s relaxed, chilled out, she knows the procedure and most importantly she IS the boss. Holly met him first while the others were all in the kitchen watching through the kitchen gate. Holly approved so we let the others in one at a time. They all said hello, Buster said hello back. No growling, no argy bargy, some sniffing and tails wagged. Buster was excepted. In fact so much so that our dogs and the beagles by passed Buster and went straight to his owners! Mind you I don’t blame them as one of Busters family was a very cute 14 month old little girl and they wanted to make a fuss of her. So we looked forward to seeing Buster in a weeks time.

The only real excitement of the day came about an hour ago when I ventured outside in the rain, slipping and sliding in the mudded garden to close our chickens and ducks. We have 8 chickens all together with one being our cockerel Carlos and  another being a home grown hen, Pip. These all happily go to bed each night, no encouragement needed. So at night once they are all snuggled up we just close the door to keep them safe and sound. The ducks however (we have 3 miniature silver appleyards) make the most of their time and stay out all hours! We have to go outside and herd them in to their coop. Only tonight I noticed their door was closed which also meant their little chicken pals who sleep in their weren’t in either. I first found the chickens squished tightly into the other coop so as there isn’t enough room I had to change them over. But Carlos was on guard and despite it being late and dark he was very alert and ready to protect his girls at all cost! I’ve been on the receiving end of his beak so wasn’t taking any chances. I distracted him with the torch and quickly stole the extra hens and made my way to the other coop. Now to get the late night ducks in. I chased them round in the mud (in my oversized wellies, pjs and dressing gown) and when they finally had enough of teasing me went into the coop, satisfied that they had provided me with some light night exercise.

I best make a move now and go to bed, even though where I am sitting is very warm as Iggy the beagle is lay across my feet and Willow is snuggled up against my side.




Night night everyone.