Bob & Friends

It takes all sorts to make a family.

These few words prompted an idea for a photo with Bob.

But he wasn’t having any of it. As you can see,

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Just when I had them all set – he starts this, head shaking – him who normally never moves!

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Even Ellie looks annoyed with him.

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My Favourite things

I should have added and not of a chocolate kind. The reason being there was a time when I was addicted to chocolate.

Back to the topic.  My top five favourite things:

  1. Reading with the company of two foot warmers (Ellie and Bob)
  2. Writing with the encouraging sounds of musical snores from Bob and Ellie
  3. Walking on a beach regardless of the weather. We have even done this as a family on Christmas day or St. Stephens day mainly due to asthmatic son.
  4. An evening out with friends
  5. Receiving a review for a story or a book.

Pretty straightforward and simple, and the weird thing is I believe if I won a huge sum of money, they wouldn’t change.

So what is your top 5?

Have a great Halloween.

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Our favorite things, by Bob & Ellie

Some of this list will not be a surprise to many people.

Bob’s top 5 favourite things

  1. A soft cushion to lie on – important for aging creaking bones – even if I sometimes roll off it.mde
  2. A bone to crunch on – the crunching reminds our two legged friends that we are still here.
  3. Sunshine and kids, – Sunshine provides much needed heat and the kids provide much needed treats. (M has me on a diet again.)
  4. Dinner – I dream in food in particular, strawberries.wp-image-1108616780jpg.jpg
  5. A hug – who doesn’t like a hug?

Ellie’s top 5 favourite things,

1 . She doesn’t care what size or colour but specifies there should be plenty of tennis balls

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2   Play time –

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3. Working, particularly in wooded areas

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4.  Boat trips, they come in handy for collecting lost in the river tennis balls.

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5.  Bob!

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Hanging about in Ireland.

Summer is strange, but often life is stranger.

We tend to walk a lot, (well Ellie and myself – Bob avoids it at all costs.) And during the past few months we came across these items during our travels.

A parish walk confirmed we are indeed in Ireland.

 

Greenhouses are not only for plants!

An iconic item

Bubbles but not of the chocolate kind, unfortunately

The long and the short of it.

A very short story featuring Bob and his friend Maxwell

It was looking like snow. This was a special event in Ireland.

Bob was sitting staring out the kitchen window. He suspected it might snow but more importantly the oven was humming along with the cook who was rolling out biscuits.

“Hmm, biscuits,” Bob thought and set off to tell Max who lived a short distance away.

Cold, wet weather never bothered him because his thick coat kept everything from touching his skin. The extra bonus was fleas usually died before they fought their way through his coat.

Bob arrived at Max’s door. “Where is Ellie?” Max was peering over Bob’s shoulder.

“Didn’t bring her she is on cookie guard duty.”

Max didn’t linger. His short legs worked hard to keep up with his taller stocky friend.

“What happens if we get lost in this snow,” Max asked Bob as he pushed his way through the deepening snow.

“Trust me,” said Bob, “we won’t.”

However when they passed a tree they had marked some minutes earlier they sought shelter and had a meeting. “We are lost, aren’t we?” Max nudged Bob as he spoke.

“Maybe we should have a nap?” Bob suggested.

Max objected to this and they continued on for a while until they arrived back at the tree once more. “We are lost.” Bob said.

“What can we do?”

Bob sighed. “I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this? How is your singing voice?”

“Superb” Max boasted.

So together they began to sing, their favourite, – who let the dogs out.

Within minutes they heard a familiar bark and Ellie trotted up to them.

She looked at both dogs covered in layers of snow and simply said, “hurry up the biscuits are cool, well not as cool as you guys” and she led them home.

Much later, Bob and Max sat beside the fire munching on lavender dog biscuits.

“Do you know Bob it was worth the trip. But perhaps we shouldn’t go out in it again. What do you think Ellie?”

“Please don’t, your singing almost knocked the tiles off the roof.” She mumbled as she rolled over for a snooze.

They simply joined her in their favourite competition; snoring.

(Future trouble lay in the fact that Bob was dreaming of digging a tunnel to Max’s house.)

Maria’s Kindle Deal

Starting today and running for seven days Moving On is on Kindle deal on Amazon.com 3DBook-Promo-Mockup

The first two chapters are available on Bob’s site to read. The links are: Chapter 1

And Chapter 2

Say Yes and …

I was asked to enter Ellie in a contest called Nose of Tralee. The idea behind the contest is to let people see the amazing lives these animals who are re-homed or rescued can have with their new forever families.

Saying yes, was the easy bit because then I learned that a photograph or photographs of her were needed. That meant giving her a bath, which means I have to catch her, bath her, blow dry her and then clean the bathroom and finally clean me.

So it was done. Then to my surprise many people voted for her and she is now her County Nose of Tralee. Great I thought, until the sash arrived and more photographs were needed, which meant another bothersome bath. Being Ellie each photo session meant more and more items were gathered by me to persuade her to sit still until I ended up with this…

 

It took forever to get her to look at me but when it was done, I went in search of the main man -Bob. He had given up waiting for his photo to be taken and was snoozing. I woke him and this is the awful look he gave me!

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Go away, I am not moving.

 

If you have a moment, because after all the washing and bathing I would appreciate a vote, the link to vote for her is: Ellie

Thank you,

Ssshh, Don’t tell Fred!

I help out in a local kennels as some of you know. Last time the owner was going was on holidays a problem developed with one of the pups, he had a mild skin condition. “Don’t worry, ” we were told, ” he has finished his medicine and he will be fine.”

He was correct the pup was fine, because – Peggy and me held a conference which entailed the dietary needs of a young dog who was getting over the trauma of losing some of its hair. The result was a special diet and a bath in oatmeal water. It worked, the pup’s coat was the softest we had ever felt. He moved on to his forever home and from what we hear he is never leaving.

Last week just before Fred took off on a few days break, one of the labrador’s was very ill. His weight plummeted. He visited the vet, was diagnosed and antibiotics prescribed.

When the antibiotics were finished, he still  had no appetite,

” Don’t worry,” Fred began. Peggy and I – looked at each other, and tuned out.

The plane hadn’t taxied out of Dublin airport when the debate started.  This time we tried coaxing him to eat by trying tasty foods first.

That is by working our way through all the things we did to coax our kids to eat. The result was a visit to our local health shop, butchers, organic vegetable grower and fishmongers.

A little scrambled egg, no go. Special vegan dish featuring broccoli and carrots – no.

Yoghurt and Manuka Honey, separately then mixed together still didn’t get a result. (Why Manuka? Well we couldn’t find any local honeycombs for sale.)

Organic beef stew – (no onions of course) No.

We were desperate but Peggys last suggestion was a tad different – Jelly but no icecream?

Needless to say, the lab eventually gave in to our coaxing (demands?) and began to tuck into his hot roast chicken dinner, even if it looked a little like an all you can eat buffet for one.

Still It worked. So we admit we are both relieved that this four legged friend is now eating a little more each day.

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I know we sound a little bit nutty, (Crazy) but if it works ??

A place to hide

Lately we have noticed that in the hotter days of Summer (yes, we do get a few here in Ireland), both dogs appear to disappear.

So I investigated. His loud snoring does have one advantage. He is easy to find.

When i did I discovered a really neat house.

The weeping willow has grown and its drooping curtain of branches forms a perfect hideaway for both dogs. Though, I did get the impression someone was not happy that I discovered their secret.

 

Bob on exercise

We took the (home made) agility gear out and Ellie did her usual, raced over jumps, through the tunnel and kept on going for a few laps until she had taken the tunnel apart.

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We spent quite a bit of time trying to persuade the Bob to have a go. There was no treats in my pocket so the best he could manage was – a roll over!

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