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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.
"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"

Monday, October 22, 2012

PUPPY GAMES 

A quiet time here, with lots of rain, and increasingly frustrated dogs kept in by it.   When I eventually got them out in the dry, there was a spate of arguments and score settling due to pent up energy, and I was kept busy sorting them out.

Meanwhile, the puppies grow steadily.

They visited yet another show at the weekend, and were very blase about the whole thing, although they would rather run about and create mayhem than be confined, even briefly,  in a show trolley.


"Let us out!"
Cupcake, Grace and Belle at a recent show
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At training they share a pen with 2 slightly older Papillons.   Male Papillons, who have just discovered a new and interesting game.   This week they proposed to play the game with my girls.  Belle was puzzled, and indicated that she wasn`t very keen on them climbing on top of her.   Gracie indicated that they would lose important parts of their anatomy if they tried that on with her.

Cupcake sat and stared dismally.   He doesn`t play these games.   He didn`t understand.

He has still a lot of growing up to do.

Tuesday, October 09, 2012

AUTUMN 

A fairly bright  mild dry autumn spell here means lots of outdoors for the dogs.   And I still have quite a few flowers, including a pot of lilies at the door.  I wonder how long they will last?

OCTOBER LILIES


And the deer have returned.  (Were those girls off looking for a husband?)  

The other morning when I got to the gate there was a huge rustling in the hedge beside it.    It could have been a lurker.     I shouted, and out leapt a very shocked hind who stared at me and then made off at near lightspeed.

Always good to see them.

But it Truly spots them, she will be having plans for home-caught venison for lunch.

It`s great to stand 9 inches at the shoulder and believe that nothing is impossible.

Monday, October 08, 2012

THE GIRLS GO VISITING 

I`m back.

I`ve been ill for a while, due to inhaling cement dust at an unfinished shed used as a show venue in Belfast.   Drifts of white cement dust everywhere - "just what you needed", said my doctor, writing out the usual prescription for steroids and antibiotics.   Mind you, I wasn`t as bad as the poor woman there who had a light fitting fall on her - she escaped being killed, but had her toes broken.   Needless to say, I will not be going back there.

Meanwhile, the puppies also went to a show.   Not to be exhibited, just as visitors, to experience it....the people, the noise, the other dogs.   They rose to the occasion.






BELLE DOES HER SHOW POSE



AND SO DOES GRACIE

They walked and posed and were generally very sociable, which is so important for puppies .

As you can see, they were quite willing to show off on the move too.






BELLE SHOWS OFF


AND SO DOES GRACIE...

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