What is better than having three furiends?
Why having FIVE of course!
Here is our furry friend who has spotted us – can you see him?
Zak is furiend to my wimmin and he would be furiend to me too, but I is awful jealous and have to be leaded up while he nearby. The girls, my wimmin, are really too awfully furiendly with him….
Zak is really lucky to have L. as she gets up every morning (early) to give him walk – whenever he sees us he comes to say hello, and L. gives us treats, and I get put on lead (
cos I want to bite him cos I cannot be trusted to behave) and he too nice for that.
After that (and once I had calmed down), we tootled off and she managed to get a photo of us all (SCORE) in one frame!
I am glad I didnt bite Zak….
Hector and Gang
Well, what a hooha the ‘Limpics’ has been and now she aimless and empty and wondering what to do, waiting for ‘paralimpics’ -sport? Sport?? This from she who lies down at thought of exercise until strange notion has passed… Nowadays its ‘Gold’ this and ‘Bronze’ that and silly Mobot/Bolt shapes with her arms. So as she in need of something to do I persuaded her to tap a few words into keyboard thingy.
A dog can always find something interesting to do. Take snoopering for instance, especially when in front garden which is on a corner (so two roads to snoop on, if you catch my drift) better than telly any day.
Maybe she should take a dog’s eye view on things….
Hector and Gang
PS: Just have to say Well Done to Mr Murray who won gold (and silver!) medal for hitting ball! Yay for Murray, Yay for Scottish (ness). We are given to understand his dog is quite a writer too! More Yay’s!
Hello everyone in blogland!
Lucy has been nagging me to write my bloggy and so (in order to shut her up) here I am, dictating words to my hoomin who is tapping at keyboardy thingy.
I have returned home to my wimmin and they is enjoying having me back. Details of the here, there and here again are on a need to know basis only, but no one was hurt and everyone is happy, and let’s move on! Yay!
Tomorrow she will take some up-to-date pics and I is going to tell you all about us, one year on.
For now, toodaloo and thank you for reading!
Hector and wimmin
When Bonny was a puppy she had a little pink bed which she grew out of and was put away and it seemed she had forgotten forever.
Now we have Gracie and the pink bed has been retrieved (from behind the pasting table and standard lamp in shed) for our new girl.
Can’t wait for snow – amazing!
It is with a heavy, heavy, heart I write this and everyone we see regularly on Osmaston Park on our walks will feel the same. Shortly before Christmas a regular walker called John ambled along with his dogs Lady and Prince in the evening when it was dark – this was unusual for them as a morning walk was the norm, but his work pattern had changed due to Christmas. A man and a toddler were walking their brown Staffie near the Community Centre, when for no reason the Staffie went for Lady who is a friendly, petite Poodle. She didn’t stand a chance. Furthermore, the while the (stupid, useless excuse for a human being) Staffie’s owner stood rooted to the ground, poor John had to pick up the todder (who was trying to stop the fight) instead of rescuing poor Lady. John saved the toddler, as the dogs (once in a fight) may well have turned on her, but in doing so, he could not defend poor Lady.
The vet did what he/she could. But it was no good, the ‘throat throttle’ had done for Lady. We are very, very sorry John (and Mrs John and Prince too), we know how sad you are and feel very deeply your loss. It is our loss too, Lady was the friendliest, nicest poodle we had ever met.
These are our memories of her, made sad as alas, we have no photographs of this beautiful little girl.
- Lady running across the park to say hello
- Lady leaning into our hoomin’s leg – friendly
- Lady ambushing Prince (or visa versa)
- Her beautiful dainty legs – and her speed
- Those bright brown eyes – intelligent and keen
- Seeing Lady nearly every day
- Liking Poodles, because of Lady…
Firstly, has WordPress changed or has WordPress changed….!!!!! Bear wiv the ladywotfeeds me as she havin’ to adapt and
at her age tings like dis takes de time.
Firstly, thank you to all commenttees who has left messages asking where I was. So I is gonna tell you dat first – I now lives with the middle cub of da hoomin family of the ladywotfeedsme (only she doesnt any more….Becky does) cos I has gone to live wiv her. Reason is I gets a bit overprotective over my hareem (Bonny, Lucy and now Gracie) and after biting a frisky Yorkshire Terrier on the ear (sorry Pip) and making him bleed !!!!!!!!!, shewotfeeds me began to wonder how far things could go wiv my criminality. Then, there is my hareem (Lucy, Bonny and Gracie) da hoomin wants to breed but only once a year, so I had to go! Butt, shewotfeedsme did not want me to go far from home and still be in da family – Becky wanted a dog, and now she got ME. I goes everywhere with Becky, in the car (!!!!!) – I have a smart new red tartan collar AND a professional does my hair (instead of the amaturish grooves of youknowwho). I am settled, happy and dont miss the girls (especially Bonny) one bit. So dat is dat.
Sooo you may be wondering (or indeed not…lol) who will be writing this post in future. So I thawt you should decide. Options are:
1. Lucy the killer
2. Gracie the baby
They both like sticks, digging and Lucy particularly likes rolling and smelling bad. Having been carried around the park for the first two weeks of her new life Gracie still thinks she owns the park, along with the estate we live on and barks (loudly) when people pass by. We are hoping this is just a phase she is going though, but who knows what goes on in her heed. She bright too, already knows how to jump on the sofa and moves away from naughty things fast, thus allowing Lucy (who is pretty thick now she a growed up) to get blame. he he he. I likes Gracie cos she a right handful. Mind you – I like Lucy too. Whooo should take over this post? As they say in gameshows – You decide!
Hector and gang. (more…)
So, yesterday my hoomin decided my hair needed a trim. She used the clippers last used to do hoomin-cub-we-love John’s hair (which worried me slightly, what if it has his germs????
His last shower reportedly being on 1st January 2011!!!!!!!!!) Anyways it has been a long journey for da lady-what-feeds me to acquire Scottie-Cut-Skills (and she STILL has MUCH TO LEARN) but she getting better!
She does flat back, is improving on how to do the sides and is a complete novice as regards da face as it never really looks right. Butt! She has decided “I needs to grow my furinge and beard and have a short skirt” (as I gets messy – down there) and she no likes this kind of mess!!!!! (And neither do I, want a skirt, that is).
It is difficult to get a shot of ‘just me’ as Lucy tends to get in on my act!
The tail work is improving and all in all, we think with three dogs to trim she
might will get better as she gonna have lots of practice.
Have a lovely day today!
PS: John has since decided he NEVER wants mum to use the snippy machine on him again….!