Friday, 24 December 2010
Tis the time to say thank you so very much.
Thank you for spending the time to say thanks, write a card, leave money or indeed buy a present or three!
We are so very lucky all of us.
So here is hoping we get all we wish for, that we look forward to good health.
All the very best.
The last Petnanny photo of 2010
Sunday, 19 December 2010
Saturday, 18 December 2010
I am not going to talk of Christmas I am going to talk of our time off.
It's the little things you miss. Don't get me wrong I need the break just as Sam will, nice to have a break and come back looking forward to seeing the guys. You notice the little things again rather than the niggles.
I have missed my morning forehead kiss off Sky as he has been off since the bad weather hit. Nothing dramatic I just lean forward and he leans in for a kiss on his forehead. Just a little thing something to always remember. If I leant forward to kiss Murphy I would not only lose my teeth but probably end up with a broken nose, he greets me rather enthusiastically. A big lump or a dog who plonks his bum down then rushes to the van, no matter where I stand he greets me with a great thudding whip on my bum from his tail.
Esther greets the van, I am merely a chauffeur there to transport her to her great escape, of course I am noticed but it is fleeting. Bobby with his great smile lying on his couch, only getting up once the door is open, he tootles out that great chocolate tail signalling his joy. He waits to see where and who he will go in with. A tickle awaits him once he jumps in. Poppy and Truffle are body wigglers, Poppy tries her hardest to keep all feet on the ground and almost apologetic at her barking response to me coming through the door. If their dad is in and we have a catch up Truffle smartly trots into the lounge and takes a seat irritated that we should hold her up. A check of the conditions before she steps outside she can't wait to be in the warmth of the van.
Lola watches me from the back of the sofa, she watches as I round the corner only running to the back door once she knows I have definitely turned the corner. The wiggling, writhing mass of puggleness can barely stay still for long enough to put her collar on. Takoda is a funny one, a typical boxer in many ways, yet her greeting is very restrained, she belts down the stairs then sits straight in front of me poised and quivering. It is almost as if she is saying 'look at how calm and still I am'. On with her collar and we are out the door her stepping in line with me, if she starts to walk ahead she seems almost shocked and walks backwards just desperate not to spoil her chances to come out with us, to run and be 100% dog for the day.
Mila terrifies me. Seriously I am driving up the drive way with nerves taut...waiting for the St Bernard lying in wait. Up she jumps and runs straight at the van, of course in her enthusiasm she wouldn't stop and I know it so it is all down to timing to ensure she doesn't lovehug the side of Izzy the van. I am greeted with an impatient hello she can't wait to be let in. Now Belle is a slow wagger, her tail wags in long sweeping strokes her head lowers and tilted eyes soft and mouth ready to slurp me. She is a bossy madame in many ways but so desperately loyal, she is a deep dog like Buck used to be and I love her for it.
Izzo? Well first we have extract Izzo from his lovely bed, down the lovely marble steps across the heated floor and he likes to pee up against the ornamental box privet then I get a kiss off him. The funny thing about Izzos kisses are he doesn't use tongues, his expression never changes. Now in a partner this would be a bad thing but there is something about kissing Izzo. Trust me you have to try it!
Oscar and Hugo? Their greeting swings from pain to delight. One of them inevitably jumps up sliding their whole weight slowly down your leg all their short nails making contact, thanks you little flat faced you know whats.... in between scratching, whizzing and leaping about they try to give you licky kisses squashing their flat faces into your face as if it was the most important thing they will be doing that day. Will I ever tire of watching them sitting near the front door, Hugos eyes never leaving my face Oscars never leaving the door.
I wonder what Sam will miss...maybe it is time for Sam to do a blog on her guys!
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Oh no I am a bad mum! I managed to pull out Flute's back tooth whilst playing tug with him. He didn't seem in the least bit bothered but I felt bad.
Ah so now you see why the tooth fairy! I am not going to say whether I have sunk to the levels of leaving something for Flute from the tooth fairy but I am going to tell you a wonderful second hand story about a smart child!
After finding a tooth from his puppy he popped it under his pillow that night hoping to fool the tooth fairy.
The next morning he found the tooth fairy had been....but instead she had left some dog biscuits!
Just because I can.
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Flute attended his first christmas party thanks to The little Snorters ( north East). Now I know Flute is far from a little snorter but they kindly invited anyone who wanted to join in and as a huge bonus they raised £300 for charity.
Flute was also joined by Doris, Mila, Belle, Izzo, Charlielab, Ruby, Pixie, Demi, Alfie, Louie, Ernie, Tallulah and Robbie( spesh).
Thursday, 9 December 2010
Well I am guessing I don't have to mention the weather...it is pretty much all everybody has been talking about. I am not even gonna have to talk about the disruption, the traffic or the aggravation. What I will talk about is us.
We've done well, in fact I will go so far as to say we have been proper smart arses! Nobodys dogs have been left, no one let down and that makes us proud.
Then there is you. You've all been so considerate, phoning if you were back early or were in so didn't need us. If we dropped the dogs back earlier than normal then no one muttered or asked why because it is obvious...
So well done you!
This is what it is about being part of a mutually beneficial group, working together to both achieve the same result.
And the only ones who are oblivious are the very ones who bring us all together...the dogs!
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Throw the snowball!
My beautiful boy at five month
I love to see him run it doesn't happen very often