|
Sunday
February 15th 2009
Some
people came today.
The
sibs and me were lying in a heap in the yard and this
strange car pulled up and these two peeps got out.
I
can't see very well 'coz one of the sibs has her bum
in my face but when she shifts, these two peeps are
talking to missis and then Mam comes along and embarrasses
everybody by rolling on her back to have her belly rubbed.
Adults! How does a self respecting dog survive 'em?
The
missis brings the new peeps over and they're talking. I
know it's about us. You know how you sometimes get a
feeling of things changing. That's what I got.
|
The
peeps start looking at us and the missis picks up one
of the sibs and shows him off, then puts him back down
and I hear her say; "That's a dog." Like we're
something different? Maybe we're sheep?
Then
I get picked up and the missis says; "This is a
bitch." and the big one of the two peeps comes
and looks at me.
I
know this is a man 'coz he's big like the boss, but
when the missis hands me over to him, he cuddles me
and he's nice.
All
this picking up and putting down goes on for awhile
and I've no idea what it's all about so I go back to
sleep, then when I look back the little peep is talking
to the missis and they're shaking hands and I know that
something has happened, something that affects me and
I'm scared well not scared but worried.
When
you're my age worries don't last long though and when
I wake up again, the peeps and the car are gone and
nothing's changed.
|
Sunday
February 22nd
Well,
I was right about things changing. The peeps came
back. I'd almost forgotten about them and then there
they were and it wasn't just picking up this time.
They put a collar on me, like the grown up dogs wear
and then, the most horrible thing any dog could ever
imagine happened and it happened to me. I was put
in this box and, OK so the cloth they put in smelled
of the sibs and mum but I'm not daft, I know when I'm
on my own.
It
was terrifying. I was moving without my legs moving
and I could only see what was right in front of me. I
was sick .
We
stopped moving and the little peep came to see if I
was alright. I was very unhappy and I cried.
We
stopped quite often and then we stopped and didn't start
again and that's when I knew I was a very long way from
Mam and the sibs.
I
don't know how I feel. I don't know where
I am or who these peeps are. They seem nice and I'm
not outside or in a box anymore but everything here
is so different.
The
grub is great! These new peeps really know what
dogs like and there's sticks and other nice tasting
things to eat as well. I might be persuaded to like it
here.
|
My
new home and my new peeps. The big boss and the little
boss. The little boss is the one nearest the door. The
house looks and feels very old like where I was with
the sibs but there aren't any sheeps or cows wandering
around.
|
|
Monday
February 23rd
The
strangeness doesn't stop. I woke up very early needing
to pee and I couldn't get out. It was dark and I was
on my own and I didn't know what was going on. I started
howling and then there was the little peep and she put
the collar on me again and took me outside. I did a
pee but that's probably too much information. I looked
round for Mam and the sibs but there was no one just
me and the little peep.
I
got fed and had some white stuff and then I was taken
out again. It's really strange not being let wander
on my own but I suppose I would get lost. I don't know
but I don't think I would like to get lost from here.
O
dear. Another bad thing happened this morning.
I had to go in the car again and it was just as bad.
I was in the box again and I still felt sick but I wasn't
sick this time and we weren't driving that long. I still
screamed as loud as I could. When we stopped
the peeps took me into this smelly place and this smelly
person came out. I tried to be friends with her of course,
that's the way I am, but she didn't seem to want me
to lick her.
She
didn't hurt me but she did handle me and stared into
my eyes and touched my ears and my legs and squeezed
my tummy. I don't think I liked it very much but
it didn't hurt and then the little boss gave me to the
big boss and said that I should be taken out to the
car. He put me back in the box and I cried again.
This
peep I'd never met before came over and she was talking
to the big boss and she put this thing in the car. It
was weird and smelled of other dogs. The big boss picked
me up and cuddled me and the little boss came over and
she was talking to the other peep while the big boss
sat in the car, cuddling me.
Then
the little boss came back and we drove home. I know
it's called driving because that's how cars walk
and I know that we came home because that's what the
little boss said. " Home again, home again jiggadi
jig." or something like that
I
have a name. I'm Feebee. Sometimes I'm Feebee'
ti dyma' but I know that means come here,
so I suppose I'm just Feebee really. I don't know what
it means, I s'pose it means me. I can't say that it's
how I think of myself. In my head I'm still Fang, dog
of the wild woods or Meg, Champion Sheep dog but I don't
mind Feebee.
|
Wednesday
February 25th
What
a day I've had. I've learned some new words, I
know sit that's when you squat with your bum on
the ground and don't do a pee; I know No, that
means stop doing what you're doing and Leave that
means stop chewing what you're chewing. But the strangest
thing I mean mega scary and weird was this thing.
I'm sitting in my bed, chewing my teething ring and
the little boss goes to the door where the food comes
from. I think it's called the kitchen or it could be
dindin. Anyway I don't think it's food time and anyway
I don't go with her and up till now I have. The next
thing that happens is this thing comes in. I don't know
what it is but it's bigger than me and it smells strange,
really strange. I never seen anything like it before.
It's got four legs and it's not black and white but
a sort of red brown, like fox colour and it's
really minging, like nothing I ever smelled before.
I put my nose really close to the bars and it pushes
its face at me and I look into its eyes. They're yellow
and sort of narrow and squinty. I was frightened
but it just walked past and sat in front of the fire.
Then
little boss comes back and starts to stroke this thing,
like it's something nice and it makes a noise like "Brrrrrr
Brrrrr."
|
Apparently
the thing is called a Reggie or a pussy cat. Here it
is.
What
do you think of that then. I think it lives here 'coz
it just wanders around as it likes. It even sits on
both the bosses and on the chairs. It's really full
of it.
I
wonder what it tastes like.
|
|
Thursday
February 26th
(almost
to the tune of 'Now, hast thou seen my lady') #
I am a good girl, I am I did not pee my bed. They didn't
leave the light on and I didn't cry at all O no I didn't
cry .....
The
little boss said I was a very good girl and she made
a big fuss of me which almost excited me enough to pee
myself before I got outside but I didn't.
Today
has been another full day of being a sheep dog puppy
and I actually saw some sheep. They were just walking
along the lane beyond the gate. The little boss took
me up and told me to sit and be quiet as they walked
past. They were very ignorant and didn't speak to me
at all.
For
some reason I'm not allowed to go beyond the gate so
I couldn't 'help them on their way' anyway.
|
Sunday
March 1st.
I've
been in my new home a week. I can't believe it. I've
learned so many things. When I was with the sibs, Mam
told us a bit about being a sheep dog and how we should
behave around sheep and people but having to put it
into practice, even playing, is something else.
I
know some new words. Away is when the toy is thrown
in one direction and comeby is when it's thrown in the
opposite direction and fetch means I have to run after
my toy.
I
wonder if I'll ever be a champion sheep dog?
I
met Reggie face to face no crate between us. Me and
the little boss were going outside and Reggie was coming
in. Being quite interested in what he might taste like
I rushed up to him. He didn't run away and the boss
stopped me and said No! Quite firmly, and pulled me
back and said That'll do. I've heard that before. That'll
do. I think it's shepherd speak. So maybe Reggie's a
sheep. Funny that, a house sheep.
|
Thursday
March 5th.
Everything
seemed to be normal all morning. I was taken out and
I did some playing and stuff and then when I should
have had my lunch, I didn't have anything. I was really
hungry.
Then
about four we went out. In the car.
I
sat in the front with the big boss. I like the big boss.
He has an upside down head with no fur where the top
should be but fur where the bottom of his head should
be. I like chewing that fur.
Even
though I was with the big boss, I still cried 'coz I
didn't know what was happening and when we stopped I
knew I was back at the smelly place.
The
little boss took me straight in and we had to go first
to this room where there were quite a few people and
I wagged my tail to say hello and they said I was lovely
and then we went out of that room and sat on a bench.
I sat on the little boss' knees 'coz I'm not allowed
on the floor here.
Then
the smelly person came out and said "Phoebe."
I
didn't know whether I was supposed to go in with the
little boss or not but she just picked me up and carried
me in.
I
should explain, when
I say people are smelly I don't mean it in a bad way
not like with Reggie the minging house sheep/pussy cat.
They smell like the little boss' hands not nasty but
super clean.
So
the smelly person feels me all over and talks to the
little boss, I presume about me. She asks what I'm fed
and how I'm eating and then she puts these things in
her ears and puts something hard on my side. That lasts
about a minute or so and then she looks at my bum. How
embarrassing is that.
I
know the boss looks at it, Every day she looks at it
but I don't like other people doing it.
Then
the really dreadful thing happened. The little boss
turned me round so that I couldn't see what the smelly
person was doing and she stuck a needle in me. Right
in my neck and it hurt, and I squealed and the little
boss said 'Don't be a wuss' but I didn't like it.
I
cried all the way home and even though I had my lunch
when I got in I still felt upset about it. How could
anybody stick needles in a puppy. It's not nice.
|
Sunday
March 8th
Two
weeks in my new home and though I still think about
the sibs and Mam, I don't miss them as much as I did.
I would like to meet with other dogs and see how they
find life around here but so far I haven't met anyone.
The
big boss and the little boss are still being very nice
to me and I think they might be like that all the time.
They have left me on my own but that's mostly at night
and once the little boss left me with the big boss when
she went out in the car but I don't mind that so much
now. Nothing bad happens to me when I'm on my own so
I think I can get used to it.
Sometimes
Reggie the housesheep/pussy cat is there to keep
me company but he doesn't really want to bother with
me that much. He keeps talking about someone called
Bette who had respect, what ever that is. He says if
ever I mess with him, I'll learn. I say bring it on.
I think.
|
Wednesday
March 11th
You
know I said on Sunday it might be nice to meet other
dogs to see what life is like round here. Well. guess
what happened to day.
I
was out with the little boss and we'd just finished
an important game with the Kong and we were walking
up to the gate for what the little boss calls a warm
down, when this car comes past and stops at the gate
and this lady gets out. The little boss walks up and
starts talking to the lady and I just know they're talking
about me. Well, what else would you talk about when
I'm just so cute and gorgeous. The lady makes a fuss
of me and then I hear her ask the little boss if I'm
a collie. What does she think I am? A saint Bernard?
And the little boss says. "Well, her mam was a
Border, Lord knows what her father was. Bit of an accident."
And they laugh and I feel a bit humiliated but the lady
makes a fuss of me and the little boss picks me up and
tells me I'm a good girl so who cares about dads.
So
the nice lady goes away and we go for another up and
down warm down and then this other car comes along and
stops and another lady gets out and guess what. Two
big dogs get out as well. They were black and one of
them was shouting at me and I was frightened but excited.
I went up to them on my tummy saying that I didn't mind
if they wanted to come in a play but the lady put them
back in the car because one was shouting at me still.
This
lady came down to the house and let me sit on her knee
and made a fuss of me.
She
stayed a long time and even though I had to go in my
crate for awhile she was lovely, like my bosses and
she thought I was very pretty.
When
we took her back up to the car, the little boss took
me outside the gate and the two big black dogs came
out and talked to me and they didn't shout at me, except
the one who had done all the shouting told me off because
I was a bit forward but she didn't really do it in a
nasty way.
It
was so nice to see other dogs. I hope they come again.
They're called Dyfi dog and the one who did all the shouting
is Jess.
|
Here
they are. Dyfi Dog is the one with the bold white chest
and face. I think they're really brilliant and I hope
that I grow up like them.
|
|
Friday
March 13th
I
think I'm fitting in here quite well.
I
was sitting on the big boss' knee just now when the
housesheep/pussycat got down from the sofa (he's always
allowed on the furniture) and came over. With out any
warning or even asking if he could, he jumped up on
to big boss where I was sitting.
He
didn't stay long and he didn't do anything to me and
I was too surprised to do anything to him.
I
don't suppose we will ever really be friends but the
big boss did say I was a good girl for doing nothing
so maybe that's the way I should go.
|
Saturday
March 15th
The
bosses are talking about a rescue dog. Now I'm not sure
about this. I don't really think that I need rescuing,
if that's what they mean by a rescue dog. It's really
nice here and I think, if I work very hard, I might
really become a good sheep dog. But maybe they don't
mean that a dog
has to come and rescue me, maybe a rescue dog means
something else.
When
I'm in with the little boss, I've seen lots of pictures
of dogs on her television thing and maybe these dogs
are looking for somewhere to live. I think that's what
rescue dog means, a dog who needs to be rescued because
its bosses have been cruel to it or they can't keep
it any more.
Some
of the dogs I've seen looked very nice and when the
big boss comes in to look at them he reads their stories
out loud. Some of them are very sad and make me feel
unhappy.
I
hope I get a nice older brother or sister. A dog like
Daphne's dogs would be very nice.
|
Are
there any young dogs out there who would like to 1)
Give me some tips about being a good sheep dog or
2) share my new home with me. If my bosses are looking
for a rescue dog and I'm almost sure they are, any dog
coming here would have a terrific life judging by first
three weeks. You'd have to like cats and be prepared
to put up with me. The food's good and there's plenty
of love to go round. If you're interested in either
giving me advice or coming here to live you can e-mail
me here:- phoebe@bbfly1q.force9.co.uk
|
Tuesday
March 17th
Happy
Saint Patrick's Day!
I
don't understand what I just said, but the little boss
said I should say it.
Most
days here are happy, for me anyway.
Yesterday
I met someone the little boss calls postie and he made
a big fuss of me through the gate and I said I was pleased
to meet him. The little boss approved of that.
I
thought you would like to know what a typical day is
like for me.
At
quite early the little boss appears and takes me outside
for a pee. Pees are very important when you're my age
and it is more important that they should be done in
the fresh air.
Then,
I come back into the house and run round to find my
feeding bowl which is another very important thing in
my life. The little boss usually finds it first and
then we go into the kitchen. I would carry the bowl
myself but sometimes when I pick it up I drop it and
that makes a loud noise which the little boss doesn't
like when it's quite early.
I
then have my breakfast which is very scrummy indeed.
The food is kept in a cupboard in the kitchen and I
have my food from tins with puppies on them. I also
have biscuits from a bag; tiny little biscuits that
taste good and are easy to crunch.
The
housesheep/Reggiething has his food from soft tins that
live in boxes next to my tins. There seems to be a lot
more of his food than mine. But then he is a lot bigger
than me though he does seem to be getting smaller.
When
I've had my breakfast I sometimes have to sit on this
wobbly thing. It's called weighing and the little boss
tells me how much I weigh and she writes it down in
a book. I don't know why she does it but I suppose she
has her reasons..
I
then have a quite time just chewing on my toys and then
I go out again for another pee. Did I say how important
pees are at my age?
The
little boss goes to check her mail. Mostly I go with
her and lie on my bed playing or sometimes I sit on
her knee.
Next
thing I go in to the field for big play. Sometimes we
take a ball but my fav thing is Mr Blue. Mr Blue is
rubbery and I can pick him up and shake him about.
The
little boss throws him and I run after him and bring
him back so that she can through him again. I love big
play time!
After
big playtime we do our warm down which means walking
up and down the drive which is very long and quite steep.
Then
I come back and have more play time with the little
boss and then I sleep for a while.
All
this is repeated several times during the day. Not the
breakfast. I only get breakfast three times a day but
the going out and the playing and the walking around
and the peeing.
Then
when I'm feeling really sleepy and sometimes sitting
with the big boss, the little boss comes and takes me
outside. I generally have a pee and then come back in
and go to bed.
Some
days are different. Today will be different because
it's Tuesday and Tuesday both the big boss and the little
boss go out in the car and don't take me with them.
I
don't know where they go but when they come back, after
the little boss has taken me out, they bring in all
these things. Some of the things are for me and I like
that.
So
that's the sort of day I have. It's good and I
like it. I don't even mind the house sheep/Reggie being
around. He doesn't bother me and for the moment I can't
bother him. His dog is quite good though of course he
does have quite a strong cat accent but as I speak no
cat at all, it's good that he's willing to try and talk
my language.
Maybe
I should learn cat.
I
wonder what the cat is for ' I want to eat you'.
:-P (ROFL)
|
Saturday
March 21st
The
little boss was out last night but that was ok because
I still had the big boss and he's fun. I lie on his
knee and he tickles my tum. I like that.
When
the little boss came back, she was talking about Daffni's
new dog. Maybe that means that our new dog
will be here soon.
|
|
This
is Moomin, Daffni's new dog. The little boss met her
last night and said that she is very nice and friendly.
She's from Home a dog. Here's their web address :-
http:// www.home-a-dog.co.uk/index.html
All
the dogs there need new, forever homes and the people
need help and support to care for the dogs who come
to stay with them.
I
think I am a very lucky dog and I think that when
we get a rescue dog, he/she will be lucky too.
Please
support Home-A-Dog in what ever way you can so they
can carry on looking after dogs like Moomin and so that
I can find a new brother or sister.
|
Sunday
March 29th.
Over
a week since I 'blogged' but I have been a very busy
little sheep dog.
It
started with the bosses going out on Monday AND Tuesday.
I found myself wishing that they would take me with
them.
BE
CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR. On Wednesday, they did take
me with them and you know where to! The Vets again.
The smelly place.
We
had to wait quite a while and there was another dog
there waiting with us. Of course I wanted to go down
and talk to it but the little boss wouldn't let me.
A
lady came out at one point and she had a pussy cat in
a cage.
She
and the little boss knew each other and they had a bit
of a conflab and then it was my turn to go in.
I
have to say I was almost very good.
I
had to have two needles stuck in me and I didn't cry
or yelp at all and the little boss rubbed my head and
told me I was a good girl and then the most awful thing
happened.
The
smelly person (remember that's clean smelly not bad
smelly) got this really BIG needle thing.
There
was much talk about grains of rice but I've had rice
and they don't stick it in your shoulder with a needle.
It
hurt and I squealed and it made me bleed.
Now
I'm chipped and I go ping! when they hold this thing
like a little snowshoe near me. I ping and I'm chipped
and it's not nice.
I
had to sit on a big, flat, wobbly thing as well and they said
that I weighed five kilos which is no doubt mostly the
weight of the thing that pings.
When
we got back I had my second breakfast which is called
lunch and I went out for big playtime. I love big playtime.
I
have also started to go out on my own for my first pee
of the day.
The
little boss comes down stairs and lets me out of my
crate and then straight out of the front door. I go
across the yard, do a pee and then come straight back
in for fuss and breakfast
I
now lie down on command, usually when I can see sheep
and I'm told I'm a very good girl for that.
This
morning was really different. This morning I had my
first off the property walk. Wow! Me and the little
boss went out of the gate and up the lane. I saw some
sheep and I lay down so that I didn't frighten them.
(I secretly feel rather grown up to think that sheep
could be frightened by me) and I found some sheep poo
to roll in. That was such fun but the little boss didn't
seem to think so and said Ach y fe! It made her cross
but it was worth it.
I
am a very lucky little dog. No one gets very cross for
long here and no one hurts me or nips me or even shouts
at me. I am and loved even though I'm chipped and go
ping and roll in sheep poo. It's nice here.
|
Wednesday
April 1st
This
is my cousin Callie. Isn't he handsome? He lives a long
way away but he has been here and I wonder if
he would come here again. Ah well. I can dream.
I
had a bath today. It wasn't too terrible though I wasn't
really expecting it. The little boss took me into the
back of the house where the big boss was waiting and
I was put in this
|
|
big
white thing and they wet me all over with warm water
and then the little boss put this stuff on me and they
rubbed it in to my coat and then they washed it all
off and I didn't smell any more not of sheep poo any
way.
|
|
Friday
April 10th
#Could
it be? Yes it could. Someone's coming, someone good'
Well, maybe coming. We're going to see him on
Sunday, me included. That's him. Isn't he just the dreamiest
looking lad?
|
|
Sunday
April 12th
#
I'm so excited! I'm so excited! I'm about to see my
bro and I think I'll like him.
|
|
The
little boss says that I shouldn't be so excited about
it, that he might not be suitable, she says that I should
shout 'bad rice' but it would just be so great
if he is ok.
But
I will calm down. I mean one I've got to go in the car
and I really don't like that and I have to remember
that we won't bring him home with us even if he is the
one.
Well,
the car was just as horrible as I thought it would be.
I was sick all over the blanket that the big boss
had on his knee.
The
little boss thought it was best that me and the big
boss sat in the back and I think that's what made me
sick.
We
had to stop in this really weird, empty place. I can't
read but from what the bosses said it was called Tescocarpark..
There was this great big dark building and hardly anyone
around. At first I thought, if this is where my future
bro lives it's a well bad place and I wished that we
COULD bring him home with us but after I had some water
and a walk around and the big boss had cleaned the blanket
and the little boss had put it in the back, we were
off again without seeing any dogs.
A
bit further on we stopped again and the little boss
got out and went away for awhile. Of course I thought
she would come back with my brother but no, she came
back singing; #I know where I'm going.
So,
after a bit of driving backwards, we're off again and
on to this really rough road that reminded me of where
I was with the sibs and mam. I started to feel a bit
sad and then I thought, new sib and that was all right.
We
stopped again and I was taken out for a pee and then
back in the car until finally we came to this really
neat place with buildings and dogs and cats and people
and when I got out, I don't like to blow my own tuba
but everybody said how gorgeous I was and they all made
a big fuss of me. I was really excited but, because
I'd already done one, I didn't pee. Do you think the
little boss knew that I'd get all the attention? She's
a very clever boss, or maybe she just thinks I'm gorgeous.
There
was a lot of talking and a lot of fuss and I was picked
up and cuddled and I showed off with my sit -- remember
that's the one where you squat but don't pee -- and
I did my lay down and everybody said how clever I was
and even the little boss said that I was a quick learner
and then she laughed and said; "With a good teacher."
and every body laughed.
At
some point, probably when the little boss was taking
my harness off because I don't like it and I'd squiggled
it around, he was there. I felt all shy. He was really
tall, like Daffni's dogs and he was polite and said
hello. And he's just so gorgeous.
He
seemed a bit sad but perhaps that will change when he
comes to live with us.
There
was a lot more talking and then he was taken away and
after a bit more talking we went away.
I
was very tired on the way back. My head was full of
all sorts of stuff and the bosses were saying how they
would pick him up tomorrow and because they didn't know
how he was in the car they wouldn't take me. That made
me a bit sad but being in the car is not nice anyway.
I
fell asleep and when I woke up we were home and
I had my food and went out and everything was normal.
Strange
day
|
Monday
April 13th
The
little boss has tried to make today as normal as possible
but I'm just so excited. I wish I was going with them
but then I think about going in the car and that thought
stops me wanting that so much.
Why
does time always go sooo slowly when you're waiting
for something that you really want to happen. They went
out hours and hours and HOURS ago and they're still
not back. Maybe something bad has happened to them!
Maybe something bad happened to my new bro'! What if
the people changed their minds and don't want him to
go to somebody else. What if he escaped during the night
and he's half way back to Anglesey now. I knew we should
have brought him with us yesterday.
Wait
a minute. I can hear the car. Oh it's them I know it's
them. They're here and they have him with them! Yipee!
Huzah! He's here. Oh I have so much to say to him and
them but so much to say to him. I want to know all about
him.
|
Wednesday
April 22nd
Sorry
I haven't blogged for over a week but things have just
been so wild and really exciting.
It
all kicked off on Monday last week, when Kendo
came to live with us. I spent the whole of that day
in a very crazy state after he came.
The
big boss spent most of Monday evening sitting in the
chair just watching Kendo and making a fuss of him and
then the little boss got up all angry and sent the big
boss off to bed and she made a fuss of Kendo and me
and she took us out, separately and then she fed us
and went to sleep on the sofa.
Kendo
didn't have a lot to say for himself except howling
that he wanted to go to bed, he certainly didn't want
to talk to me. He was very sad and unhappy and that
made me sad for him.
Tuesday
wasn't much better because the bosses went out in the
afternoon and Kendo just howled and howled even though
the curtains were closed. I tried to tell him that it
was just 'quiet time' and that they would be back soon
but he didn't listen to me. He'll learn.
He
stole some dog biscuits and ate them and gave himself
the runs and though the little boss was angry she didn't
really shout at him.
Things
started to settle down a bit then and then Wednesday
the bosses took Kendo out in the car on his own. The
little boss told me not to worry, that they would be
back soon but of course, I thought that after the
biscuit incident, they were taking him back and it made
me really sad and I cried all the time they were gone.
The little boss hadn't lied to me and soon they were
back. The smell on Kendo told me they'd been to the
vet. He said they had and he'd had a needle stuck in
him and other things done to him that he didn't want
to go in to. I was intrigued but he said he really didn't
want to talk about it. I was just glad he was back.
Thursday
was a lot better. Kendo had gone upstairs at night
but I didn't mind 'coz I was asleep and when
I woke up, when the little boss came down he was there
again.The little boss went out in the car and didn't
take either of us with her and then, when she came back,
Kendo and I went out together with both the bosses.
That was great fun. I'm beginning to think he really
doesn't mind me at all.
Friday
was all right at the start. We did all the usual stuff;
eating and drinking and playing and training and then
the little boss went out in the evening but the big
boss took us out and even I was good.
The
little boss came home and she was grumpy but she made
a fuss of us and took us out and then she went to bed.
The
big boss went to bed later and he left the kitchen door
open. At some point, Kendo went in to the kitchen and
he was gone quite some time and I could hear funny noises,
like paper being torn up and when he came back in, he
was licking his lips and he said; "I've just had
the most brilliant midnight feast." and he belched,
like he really enjoyed it. He went upstairs after that
and I was left alone to worry.
When
the little boss came down on Saturday morning everything
seemed normal. She let me out for my pee and then she
took Kendo out and then she went into the kitchen and
I could hear cupboard doors opening and then she was
really angry. She told Kendo he was very bad and he
went and sat in a corner.
I
got fed and taken out as usual and then she was on the
phone. I couldn't hear what was said but Kendo still
didn't get his breakfast.
He
got lots of water during the day and got taken out quite
a lot and he said to me that he felt really sick.
Then
at dinner time we were both fed and everything seemed
all right but it wasn't. He kept saying that he felt
poorly and when the bosses went in to have their dinner,
Kendo was really, really sick.
The
little boss must have heard him and she came in. Kendo
was lying on the floor and she had to pull him to make
him stand up.
She
put me in my crate and took him out into the hall and
the big boss was with him and I could hear him being
sick again. It was really scary.
About
half an hour later the bosses and Kendo went out in
the car and they were gone for about an hour and when
they came back they just sat there watching him. He
wasn't sick again, even after the little boss gave him
something to eat.
The
big boss went to bed first and then at about three o'clock,
the little boss went to bed.
Kendo
told me that they had taken him to the vet and it was
really frightening because it was all dark and they
were the only ones there until this nice big man came
and let him and the little boss into the building. He
said he was examined and his belly was felt and then
they put a muzzle on him and jabbed him with this really
sharp and painful needle and then he didn't want to
be sick any more after a while.
I
said I thought he was going to die and he said he thought
he was going to die and he came up to my crate and let
me lick his face until I went to sleep.
Sunday
was normal. Everything happened as it should and apart
from some phone activity no more was said about the
biscuits.
Kendo
was fed four times during the day and that really upset
me because I only get fed twice a day now but he had
to have this medicine too so I didn't feel too bad for
too long.
Monday
everything was the same; we go out, we have quiet time,
I have big play time and Kendo's still getting four
feeds a day and his medicine too. Ha ha!
Tuesday
a nice man came to do the light outside. His name is
Nick and he's very nice.
The
bosses had to go out but Nick was still there.
When
he left and the bosses still weren't back, Kendo started
chewing at the door. I said he should stop it but he
didn't listen to me. I thought, he'll cop it when the
bosses come back and he did. They were gone quite a
while though so they were not maybe as angry as they
might have been.
I
don't know, he's supposed to be here to teach me manners.
Big joke.
|
Tuesday
April 28
Kendo
will be going back to where he came from if he's not
a bit better behaved. The thing is, and he's told me
that this is so, he thinks that when they go out, they
won't come back. I've told him that they always come back
but he can't seem to understand that.
I
hope they don't take him back. I think he's lovely.
|
Wednesday
April 29.
After
what I said yesterday about Kendo going back where he
came from I had quite a fright today. The bosses took
Kendo away this afternoon and I had the horrible idea
that they HAD taken him back. I worried and worried
until I heard the car and there he was again. I was
so pleased to see him. He said he'd been to the vet.
I told him that I thought they were taking him
away and he said that he thought that too but then they
went to the vet for his second vaccinations.
We
laughed at how silly we were.
|
Sunday
May 3rd
Today
is memorable for several reasons. We both went for walks
into the forest, not together but we enjoyed it. Kendo
said he thought it was good.
But
the most important for me is today I moved my first
sheep. Well, lamb.
What
happened was we went out for afternoon big play time
which is a mixture of play and training as you will
remember and when we went in to the field it was there.
Bigger than me but not really big like a big sheep.
I
looked at the little boss and she'd seen it too but
we were still going towards it. I wondered what was
going to happen and then the little boss said; lay down
and because it was a real sheep and it was in our field,
I lay down quickly.
It
was standing by the wall just eating and then it looked
round. I don't think it knew what to make of me, maybe
because I'm mostly white. it thought I was another lamb
but it didn't say anything to me.
The
little boss told me away! and I scooted off to get in
front of the lamb and then the little boss told me to
lay down and I did. I was pretty far away from the little
boss but because we'd only just gone into the field
I was still on my long lead. I knew that I wasn't supposed
to chase the sheep anyway so I just sat there.
The
little boss moved towards the lamb and then it got up
on to the wall and disappeared.
The
little boss said; "That'll do" and I came
running over to her. She was really pleased with me
and she picked me up and hugged me.
I
was really proud of myself and when we played with the
blue tuggy toy, Mr Blue, I pretended he was a sheep
and instead of picking him up and bringing him back
to the little boss, I lay down and just looked at him.
The
little boss thought that was very funny but I still
feel like I'm a real sheep dog.
|
Our
latest photos
|
|
|
Me
looking cute
|
Kendo
looking gloomy
|
|
|
Kendo
looking interested in something else
|
Me
being silly
|
|
|
Us,
playing. Our first together photo. I'm the one in white!
(He is enjoying it, really he is)
|
us
outside on our new coupler lead.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Wednesday
May 13th.
Ever
have one of those things where you do something and
it seems like fun at the time and then you pay for it.
I just have.
Yesterday
there were some lambs in our field and the little boss
took me in to get them out and back where they should
be before I had my big play time.
Well
these lambs, there were two of them and yes, I'm getting
really blazè, I moved them both, dim problem, but they
left a few little presents.
I'm
a dog, if it looks (a bit) like food and it smells (not
a lot) like food and if I think that I can get away
with it, I eat it. So I ate their little presents and
Oh boy was I ever poorly. I had the squits like never
before, so bad infact that the little boss called the
vet. Now I was thinking that I was going to have to
go in the car and that did not fill me with deep joy.
By now you know that I don't really do cars unless I'm
coming back from somewhere really special. Anyway,
I didn't have to. The vet came to me. First I knew was
the insain door bell rang. It's new and very up itself,
plays classical music. V posh not'
The
vet was big and he and the little boss were talking
as they came in, like they knew one another and first
he said hello to Kendo, who was surprisingly polite
and then the little boss got me out of my crate and
the vet examined me and asked a lot of questions. I
must confess, I was already feeling a bit better. The
little boss had given me these eggy things to eat and
that seemed to have settled things down a bit in the
tum and bum departments. Then the vet gets out
this needle and that's it. I'm outahere but unfortunately
the little boss still has a good hold of me so there
is nothing I can do.
The
injection really hurt and I squealed, as you do when
somebody sticks a bloomin' great needle in you. Kendo
came dashing forward but the little boss stopped him
with a very sharp 'lay down' but I think he would have
gone for the vet. My hero. Pity he couldn't have made
his move before I got stuck with the needle.
Well,
that's both of us emergency vetted now so I would imagine
the bosses are considering the wisdom of getting two
idiot dogs but really, we're worth it.
|
Friday
May 29th
The
weather is really nice. It has been a bit grim for a
few days and we've had to go out in the wet and cold
but it's really nice now.
Kendo
and I have been out togther on our coupler lead and
I lost one of my long pointy teeth in the field and
grinned at the little boss with my bloody, gappy face
and she said she was sorry but that worse things happened
at sea. I've come to the conclusion that I'm not going
to sea.
The
little boss is working very hard at the moment 'writing'.
I don't know what she writes except my blog and I know
she writes that because I have to tell her what to put
and she types it out for me but it isn't that that she's
writing at the moment.
There
has been talk of Kendo having his own blog but I don't
think it's that either.
|
Saturday
July 11th
That's
right, five whole weeks without hearing from me. You
must be well displeasured about that.
Lots
of stuff has happened but because the little boss hasn't
asked me to tell her about it, most of it has slipped
from my pea brain.
I
do know that I will start being six months old very
soon if I haven't started being it already/ The little
boss says that no one is quite sure when I was born
because I was an accident and wasn't found until I was
actually here if you see what I mean
I
do know for certain that I have been here at home for
one hundred and forty days not counting today which
has not long started and the first day I arrived which
was only half a day.
To
mark this occasion, the little boss says that we should
start a new blog. I will share it with Kendo. There
will be pictures and the same silliness of day to day
life here at Bryn Teg and there will also be a link
to previous blogs (this one I think that means) and
the little boss promises me that she will try to keep
it up dated.
So,
the new Pheobe and Kendo (and Reggie) blog starts HERE.
|
|
|