Well the good news is that the Pup didn’t need to stay in the Vets for an operation, turns out whatever was stuck in her paw had expelled itself, not before the poor little thing had an abscess there. So she had a huge injection of antibiotics and has to have tablets twice a day for the next seven days. She was very well behaved which makes a change.
So needless to say she had a big treat when she got home. Bless!
My dog is a whore. We took her out to Bourton on the Water and the Cotswold Wildlife Park today. She was the biggest attraction at both places. With children, parents and foreign tourists stopping to pat her on the head. I’ll give her credit that she was very very well behaved.
Two observations, our dog is not male, why do people immediately assume every dog they see is male. Wouldn’t it be easier to refer to her as “it” until they know the sex. It’s far less offensive. I wouldn’t go around assuming your child is one sex or another, kindly don’t do the same to our dog. Two, why does everyone ask how old she is then say she’ll be a big dog? Gah!!
So, if I had a pound for every time someone asked me how old he is… I’d have about £100 I think. Next time I’m going to tell them “He’s a 10 year old pygmy Golden Retriever, bred as an experiment, but they decided against further breeding programmes so there are only six in the world. He’s been this colour all his life. Oh and the breeding programme included no visible male organs…” Sometimes you just want to slap your forehead.
Oh and she has my full and unwavering permission to “see off” another person who has the gall to call her a bloody “Labradoodle” she’s a Golden Retriever. A beautiful Golden Retriever at that. I did tell her out loud, so the moron who had the gall to insult her, that she was a Golden Retriever and don’t listen to anyone who tells her otherwise!
For those of you who have read “Marley and Me” you will know that the dog got expelled from obedience school. I suspect Lily (aka Pupzilla) will get expelled as well. Our first class last night. First thing she does? Stands up and lets out the biggest burp I’ve ever heard her emit. I am not joking. It was a one big buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppppppppp. R and I had our obligatory “Face / Palm” moment, i.e. we both put our palms to our foreheads, then tried very hard not to laugh.
Following on from the mighty belch, she wouldn’t stop barking. We cannot work out what was up with the little monster. All she did was bark and pull on the lead. Epic Fail dog! To finish it all off nicely, she wee’d on the floor. The dog is going to get expelled. We shall see how she does with her homework this week. Which I’ve yet to work out as I’ve not read it.
More tales of Puppy school next weekend. She’s going to a dog sitter overnight on Thursday as we’re off to the Festival of Speed next Friday.
OK for starters I appear to be turning into some strange woman who only talks about her dog. Shoot me, it’s better than complaining about the cost of fuel or how the country is going to the dogs (not mine clearly). Anyway, I’ve started talking to the dog while out on walks with her. Yes this does make me sound as nutty as I probably am.
Anyway, today she decided to freak out when another dog came near her today, she wet herself (oh goodness I’m embarrassing the dog in public). Anyway, she totally flipped out, really rather upset (she’s still afraid of big dogs). I apologised to the owner of the other dog, who then left, when I looked down, what do I see? a big smiley faced puppy staring back with big waggy tail… My dog is an actress, she’s going to win an oscar for that performance.
It’s nice coming home to someone who appreciates you being there. Lily has her ears back her tail goes so fast her bum wiggles around. It fills your heart with joy at something un-questioning that wants your affection. That said, she’s slobbered all over the sofa, just got herself wedged under it (my hands hurt from lifting it), has made a mess of the living room floor and is little miss destructo!
We have Lily… she’s currently sleeping, which is exactly what she has been doing for the last four hours. Oh to be a puppy and sleep that much. I slept really badly last night and could do with another four hours sleep. Oh well I guess she’ll be up and about later.
She’s gotten loads bigger, she has big floppy ears and huge paws. She didn’t get car sick and she likes eating my fingers.
Right, going back to watching really bad film on ITV.
Just been out for our first country walk. The dog being here and needing a walk, we took a stroll up the road and then went off up a country track. Wow. Not only was it really fresh and sunny, but we saw hares racing around and other dog walkers. It was really enjoyable, I need to buy some knee high socks, ’cause my wellies keep getting stuck to my calfs. Yeah, yeah… jokes about knee high socks, try your best, I don’t think blue hunter wellies, knee high socks and a short skirt is about to set any trends in a hurry.
Really enjoying this country living business, walking in fresh air is a great way to clear your mind!
