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Every Dog has its Dame
If it weren’t for the strange looks I’d get from my neighbours, the odd tractor driver, gobsmacked deer and the fear of frightening cattle I’d have dusted off my vintage Schiaparelli, pin curled my bob and walked a recent ‘guest’ as if I was posing for Cecil Beaton for a Vogue cover circa 1930 entitled “Every Dog has its Dame”.
The reason being the ‘guest’ was a ...
Phileas Dogg?
Bad news. I’ve just had to say goodbye to David Niven.
The David Niven of dogs that is. Dark, handsome, debonair, a charmer with the ladies and an utter gentleman, Dylan, the black Labrador has gone home.
Good news is that this means that his “Dad” is now back from London and enjoying a good recuperation having had extremely complicated and serious heart surgery. I ...
A doggie delicacy
We must love our dogs because in a dog’s average lifespan I reckon we will have taken them (if we are good and devoted dog owners) on around 10,956 walks; fed them 5,478 meals; bathed them 780 times; wiped mud off the walls at least 10,956 times; washed the kitchen floor 47,286 times and dragged rancid entrails out of their mouths 958 times.
Make that 959.
My friend Hanni ...
Swiss Mountain Dog anyone?
It’s an ever shrinking world. I took a call today from a lovely gentleman who would like me to take care of his dog while he spends a holiday in Switzerland. We had a lovely chat about his dog, obviously, but also about country. Not only is he going to the same area which I know well but to the exact same resort: Thollon Les Memise, a beautiful Savoyard village on the French side overlooking ...
Musings from the Alphapet (top dog)
Finally. I’ve figured out what is fundamentally wrong with us all in this country. We speak English! Pfuh! Why hasn’t anyone else noticed this and sorted it?
It’s not the language per se that is primarily at fault – although we have to admit it’s not the most beautiful of tongues, but it’s the fact that it simply lacks feeling.
I have just read that ...
The warmth of a cold nose
It’s that erratic phase of Autumn again.
First thing – just as it was getting light and less than half an hour since I ditched my duvet – it looks and feels a bit nippy so I don a thin woolly jumper under a thick woolly jumper to set off with the dogs. An hour into my walk the sun is out, I’m spaddin’ out and the combination of the two has me agitatedly hot and ...
Wally Dogs and Rice Pudding
A few things recently have got me thinking about my Granny who died in 1982.
I’ve had two really cute Border terriers as “guests”. Meg and Flossie are mother and daughter and have a typical tempestuous mother/daughter relationship. They are inseparable most of the time: spoon together to go to sleep; lick clean each other’s ears and have frequent spats which seem to be ...
You say tomato … and I say not even potato
A trip to my greenhouse coupled with a chance meeting on one of my dog walks today got me thinking. Now there’s a unique occurrence worthing blogging about right there. Me – thinking.
I digress … on the second line. That’s a record even for me.
So, as I was saying, I was picking tomatoes from a seemingly ever-burgeoning crop in my greenhouse and noticed the dogs ...
Muzzle Puzzle
Just cracked open my favourite mail order catalogue. No, it’s not Two Wests and Elliot albeit my favourite gardening catalogue. Neither is it Anniluce, my fave workout gear catalogue nor is it the Southwest Indian Foundation catalogue for all my Santa Fe knick-knacks. It is, of course, Orvis the dog book.
I like the products but I love the models the best. Slumbering Setters, ...
Rex’s Retirement Respite
We’ve now gone from Fido’s Fat Farm to Rex’s Retirement Respite.
Had Barney, a 14 year old collie cross staying with me for a few days. Bless. He is a lovely boy with a few issues. None of them serious, just endearing. He’s “selectively” deaf (which is not a condition exclusive to older dogs!) and let’s just say he gets a little confused at times. Well, I ...
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