Dogs Do Some Funny Things
16 January 2008Dogs do make me laugh when they do the craziest things and I have one of the craziest dogs around in that little bundle of lunacy, Ronnie.
It’s still dark in the mornings when I take him for his first walk of the day (I like the quietness at 6.30 am) and right now the sky is an interesting place with Venus in Scorpio sitting lower towards the eastern horizon and - hey this is the wrong blog for my Astronomy lesson! Anyhow, walking the streets at that time with Ronnie is a real peaceful and calming exercise - or it would be if he wasn’t such a nut case!
Being small and energetic, he wants to go scrabbling off into all kinds of dark nooks and crannies at the end of his leash with four legs churning away and not really going anywhere thanks to his restraint! But he doesn’t seem to care and I can’t believe the amount of times he manages to wrap that damn leash around lamp posts - it seems like every one we pass he has to run around it as many times as his leash will allow - then sit there panting away at me with the biggest grin on his face as if to say, “Now untangle that mess!”
I wonder who end up looking sillier - a idiotically grinning Ronnie or a frantic me trying to free him from his latest lamp post!
Wouldn’t life be boring without a dog!
A Doggy Happy Christmas!
24 December 2007Hi everyone - it’s been a couple of weeks since my last post in here, but with so much going on with my other sites and blogs I had to leave this one to its own devices for a while. Hopefully, if you didn’t find something new to read, then you went back into the archives and found something that you didn’t read before!
That happens with a lot of blogs that have been around for a while - new visitors only read the latest few posts and never get to read all the really good ones at the beginning!
Anyhow, this post is to wish everybody a happy Christmas and a prosperous and happy New Year…
HAPPY CHRISTMAS!
and don’t forget to treat your dogs too (as if you would!)
Small Dogs and Food
4 December 2007Small dogs can be some of the fussiest eaters on the planet and it can be so frustrating at times when whatever you put down for them they just look up at you as if to say “…and this is?”
It doesn’t matter if yesterday it was the tastiest gourmet meal they ever experienced, today it’s pigswill “and you expect me to eat that?” Then they go off to see what unspeakably gross morsel they can find in the garden…
Of course, they’ll eat whatever you’re eating in preference to their own food.
It amazes me that they’ll bite you hand off to get a piece of carrot peel or fight each other to the death for a fallen piece of onion on the kitchen floor rather than eat their own food.
Today was just one of those fun days. Ronnie had eaten all his food this morning but Daisy is infinitely fussier. Well she looked down at her bowl, then up at me as if I was serving her up a pile of rocks! Needless to say, she gave me the finger and sauntered off to sunbathe on the balcony.
I don’t give in to that behaviour either, so the bowl with it’s food went into the refrigerator. This evening she decided she was hungry so I got her untouched breakfast out and put it down for her. Of course, as they both share what comes out of the tin and I wasn’t opening another one just for Ronnie, he got a bowl of dry food with a little of my leftover tomato soup on top.
Well that did it.
Daisy deliberately knocked her bowl over and scattered its contents over the floor then tried to push Ronnie away from his bowl so she could eat his. As he’s a wimp and will simply let her do what she wants for a quiet life I had to intervene.
I picked her up and took her into the other room and closed the door on her, where she simply stamped her foot and barked her little head off!
Ronnie gobbled his food up while the coast was clear then went out to the balcony to keep away from his angry step-sister!
I ended up scraping up all the food off the kitchen floor and put it back in Daisy’s bowl. I let her out of the room where she just trotted merrily into the kitchen, flicked her hair at me as if to say “bite me” and proceeded to eat her meal!
Don’t you lust love ‘em
Who Wants to Go Walkies?
26 November 2007As the days are getting shorter and the mornings darker, later, getting both dogs to go out for that nice brisk early morning walk is always fun and games.
Ronnie is always up for a walk - in fact he’s got so used to it that as soon as my eyes are open he magically appears by the side of the bed in eager anticipation of what’s to come. Daisy is the exact opposite.
She likes to lie in!
Well, at her age I suppose she’s earned the right to be lazy in the morning. But some days, if both of us are out at work it’s the only chance she’ll get for a long walk. Evening walks are few and far between on those days. So when thst’s the case, I’ll try to tease her out of her nest and gee up some interest and enthusiasm in getting some exercise. Fat chance!
All the while I’ve got Ronnie bounding around like a puppy (he’s only a year younger than Daisy’s 11 years) and jumping up at me all the while. If I don’t keep my full attention on Daisy she’s liable to sneak off out through the cat-flap and hide on the balcony, or disappear into another dark room and hide somewhere out of the way.
Well that was yesterday and she got away with it yet again.
But this morning I was having none of it. I managed to sneakily get my hand underneath her and lift her up before she could slink off into the shadows! I got her lead on her while Ronnie was having a quiet laugh to himself!
It was all such a drama from then on - Ronnie was champing at the bit and dragging me toward the front door. Daisy had four paws planted firmly out in front of her and was trying to drag me away from the front door. This tug of war went on until I managed to get the door open and then it was all change.
Once she realized she’d lost the battle, she changed tack and then went even crazier than Ronnie - and they both dragged me off up the road like they simply must get there before the sky falls in!
Dogs are funny things, especially when you have two with such different characters!
How dull life would be without them!
On the Lap
19 November 2007One particular advantage small dogs have over their larger counterparts is the ability to sit on their owner’s lap.
Just lately, Daisy has taken to having a snooze on my lap as I work on the computer at my desk during the day. She hardly weighs more than a bag of sugar, so I often forget she’s there and there have been the odd time when I’ve decided to get up for something and nearly tipped her onto the floor!
Luckily, being a dog with the usual amount of sixth sense, Daisy lets me know a split second before I start to rise from my chair, so although the momentum takes me to a half standing point before my own reflexes kick in, I manage to catch her before she tumbles!
Let that be a warning to owners of Great Danes! You wouldn’t want to tip one of those off your lap in a hurry!
PS: Alexa today: 724,368
…Huh, Not Me Mate!
12 November 2007They say a photo says it all! This is the reaction I got from Daisy when I tried to get her interested in going for a walk with Ronnie.
She simply turned her back on me and ambled out the door as if to say, “You must be joking!” If she physically could have given me the finger, I’m sure she would have!
Terry Didcott
For Dogs
