It was a wet St. Patrick’s day and a wetter weekend. Still we managed to get a load of training done. As the pictures will confirm…
I thought we would have a day off, though we did go for a walk. Obviously not far enough for Ellie. So she created her own bit of fun and wrecked havoc on Bob’s blanket.
Bob looks happy and surprisingly awake!
Unfortunately snow is not looking likely, yet again, here in Ireland but as it is usually a one or two day mushy affair, we are perhaps better off without it. However, these photos will explain the title of the blog post.
No surprise in the first one. Bob asleep…again.
Even Ellie could not waken him.
She considered joining him but only for a minute.
But she did find one or two interesting things beneath the tree, did you spot them?
It left her feeling a little puzzled or is it just that intent border collie look, begging for someone anyone to play with her? You can decide while we grab a racket and a ball.
Happy Christmas everyone and a great, 2017 to all.
Because he is now a Senior Dog (in a lot of ways) Bob believes walks should be taken at a very sedentary pace. All I can say is we do try to gee him up.
But it never works.
His new ploy is: ears stand to attention and he turns to his right as if to say, “What is that?”
Ellie will automatically stop and do the same. Or he will wag his tail at a neighbour as though inviting conversation. This one really works. Therefore our twenty minute short walk now takes, 27-35 minutes.
I tried taking him through the fields, and that is worse.
He takes it as an invitation to sit and admire everything about him. While she races around like a greyhound until she gets tired.
I wonder if I could build a Bob buggy….similar to a golf buggy?
But then he would want to drive it.
Irish Summers mean many things to many people but in this house Summer makes dogs do unusual things.
And we seem to attract them in all sizes and shapes,
This one loves….
And some are a mystery, in this case a wet pup
His missing sister solved the puzzle of how he got wet
It was bath time,
which explained why Bob was last seen
Yes strange things happen in Summer
You think you humans would learn. Somethings will never change,
roads will stay busy,
Dogs will always love trees no matter the shape or size,
And some dogs will always love walking, leading
But this Bob will always, prefer,
being at home for tea.
I have always loved dogs. But I haven’t always embraced life due to shyness, meeting insensitive arrogant people and so on, (you know how it goes) so I spent the first half of my life hiding away from people. Past experience taught me that not everyone was like my kindhearted father.
However, lady luck did smile on me in numerous ways, I married my soul mate and had two wonderful children and started writing. Though I hated my paid job, which was stressful and often felt like it should have been sent by worm hole back to the 1800’s, I soldiered on simply to make a living.
Then it happened, I met Bob
This fluffy wolf who was either going home with us or to a dog pound. How could we not take him? He came with us and captured everyone’s hearts. Through him I made a discovery.
I should have been working with dogs.
This heartfelt belief stayed with me, as I volunteered to work in a friends kennels. Then we made another decision, Bob missed us while we were working and he required a friend, with four legs and a waggy tail. The rest is history. We traveled to the North west of Ireland, Bob interviewed 20 dogs and came home with the pup who stole his and our hearts.
This pup again transformed my life. She was relentless always finding things from tennis balls
displaying a vivid creative energy. We knew we had to find her a job, before she drove Bob, and us, nuts.
Her job – finding people or recovering them has led us into many new adventures.
And through her training I have discovered I was right – I should have been working with animals. But I do so now, by volunteering at a kennels, dog walking and dog training and all thanks to these four legged friends, especially Bob and Ellie
I often feel like this:
I am a six year old, again.
Good morning everyone. Life is getting better, as the weather gets chillier I feel frisky and extra happy.
However, it is hard to keep track of my female companion and last night I found the perfect way to keep her in one place, see what you think. (And no I wasn’t cruel
, I was merely resting my foot.)
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