Puppy Training, Time Rifts & Genealogy

Instead he took to running excitedly around our legs, still attached to his harness and lead, barking madly, like there was a cat in the field, demanding more treats. Which of course he did not get.

Feeling Better, Teenage Attitude & Waiting On Baby

This morning pup is better. He’s eating, drinking and pooping normally. Bear and I have breathed a massive sigh of relief, after seeing blood in his mucus-y stool yesterday. I was envisioning a vet visit today and a whole battery of tests, but thankfully, all seems to be back to normal, although we’ll be keepingContinue reading “Feeling Better, Teenage Attitude & Waiting On Baby”

A Sick Puppy, Toxic Plants & Being A Dick

“Oh shit.! I forgot about that.” Garlic is of course toxic to dogs and in this case it’s worse because as well as adding garlic powder to the dish, it’s made with garlic cream cheese.

Barking Mad, Cuddles & Persona Non Grata

It’s fun when you learn just how unsupported you are by your own family… again. It seems to be a theme in my life… the shit hits the fan and everyone buggers off and leaves me on my own. Even my own best friend has stayed quiet. Yet again I am Persona Non Grata…

Puppy Training, Skip Day & Birthday Peace And Quiet

He didn’t have a Satnav back then and couldn’t get Google Maps on his phone, so had written down the road names and numbers. Don’t for a second think it was a sweet, romantic gesture. This is Bear.

Toxic Plants, Teenage Attitudes & Controlling Behaviour

Not that marriage had been mentioned beyond the engagement, at which she was over-joyed and had advertised it and her ring all over social media, calling herself a fiancee and telling everyone how happy she was.

Bear, Drax & My Fucked-Up Arm

Drax, is very much like his human Daddy, in that he doesn’t bother to think things through before doing them. Yesterday evening he decided his dinner time was at 6.30pm, when in fact it’s at 8pm.

Barking At Nothing, Teaching A Young Dog New Tricks & Chronic Pain

The breeze moves the leaves on the wisteria above the window, he barks… a magpie lands on the opposite neighbour’s front steps, he barks… a bug walks across the front path, so tiny I can barely see it, he barks… any movement of any sort by anything and he barks at it.

The Mommy, The Big Dog, Moderation & A Car Ride

It was a beautiful Australian Shepherd, only 13 months old but calm and well behaved, but it was massive. Poor pup was terrified and tried valiantly to escape under the patio lounger, somewhat unsuccessfully, and just lay there yelping and whimpering until it was taken away (which it was, very quickly).

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