We made some new friends, one (Willow ) who keeps nabbing my bed and lost some but lets hope 2018 is as good. (And that Maria doesn’t bring all 15 of the pups she has fallen for home with her!)
My one wish is she would stop finding all of theses silly hats for us to wear.
We don’t like them.
Happy New Year everyone.
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.
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!
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
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