Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006


No excuse needed for posting pictures of puppies.

The two little men are flourishing and fat. Camilla has done everything by the book, but still gives the impression of being a bit dazed and confused by motherhood.......should they be learning to bark? Should they be chewing her tail.? It was a big shock when they got up and moved about - she hadn`t known they would be so alarmingly mobile. At least she hasn`t been as paranoid as her own mother used to be - at the slightest sound she would bury the puppies and I would have to unearth them from mounds of bedding. They must have spent the initial formative weeks believing they were moles.

Little does Camilla know, but this is the quiet stage.

Let`s see how she takes to it when they are racing about.
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