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.

Saturday, September 07, 2013


I haven`t exactly been shouting it from the rooftops, but we do have puppies.
The problem is that they weren`t exactly planned.

Well, that`s not strictly true, as Cupcake obviously had great plans, and Dora didn`t exactly say no.  I rashly supposed that he was young and hadn`t done anything.   He had, and here are the results.

This is Petra:

"I`m not really a guinea pig - it`s just a passing resemblance" - Petra

And this is her brother, Mr Wag:

Mr Wag
"I`m not wagging it stuck up here on a table!" - Mr Wag

They are just a few weeks old, and it`s hard to tell how they will turn out.  Cupcake is extremely uninterested in them, possibly due to the severe lecture he had from me.

And no, I have no idea what their ears will be doing.

Neither do they.
Oh my goodness they are adorable!
I have no words which will do the cuteness factor justice!
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