“WHAT`S THAT, BOY? TIMMY`S FALLEN DOWN THE WELL?”...
THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM…
Happy New Year
MAD AS A BOX OF FROGS
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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"
Friday, October 31, 2014
|Belle sees that they are all presentable|
And Belle was always in charge.
|Puppies on the go!|
|Black and white girl|
|Dog puppy - "If I stand, will I fall off?"|
|Tri girl - "Mum, I trust you not to leave me here!"|
Even the dog puppy enjoyed himself at last.
And then they were exhausted and fell asleep on my knee.
At which their mother and I heaved a sigh of relief!
Monday, October 27, 2014
I was cruising rapidly through Asda, when I was brought up short by this.
I am not much given to junk food. I gazed at this. Had I been missing some important trend? Vermin crisps? And foreign vermin at that! Was Macdonald`s now offering Big Rat? Macweasel Burger? Was there a KFC Spicy Fox Bucket? I really don`t keep up with fast food trends enough.
I looked closer. “Ranch raccoon with cream cheese” . Somehow I couldn`t see the cheese saving it. I think raccoon ranks (I use the word advisedly) along with stoat, badger and those listed above as meat I would never attempt to eat short of a total collapse of civilisation as we know it.
I will keep an eye on the crisp revolution, though, watching for the Next Big Thing>
Saturday, October 25, 2014
|Belle`s 3 - the dog to the left, girls centre and right|
They are a quiet crew. Very like their mum, they seem calm and gentle and even the usual puppy battles are very civilised affairs. They are devoted knee sitters. Belle took very well the shock of realising that they were growing up and now very mobile indeed. She still feeds them – too gentle to tell them that they are getting too old for that kind of thing.
Outside is still not their favourite place, but as the stood still in shock the first time, Solitaire, their grandmother, kept an eye on them. And then their great – grandmother, Red Sonja ambled over, washed their faces for them, and told them that they were quite all right, and had nothing to worry about. She gave me a look that said “Puppies are nice!” and when I tried to photograph them, (not easy) it was hard to keep her out of the picture, as you see.
|Puppy pic photobombed by Great-Gran Red Sonja|
Wednesday, October 01, 2014
I thought I would try a video, and in vain tried to stir up some action…the most I got was yawns, a stretch, and a roll over.
Just wait till they are up on their legs! I will be longing for the peace and quiet I have just now!