I think aliens have abducted Dylan and replaced her with a puppy that looks exactly like her, but is willing, obedient and follows all commands - well almost all. That can be the only explanation for tonight's puppy class. Because Dylan nailed it! And I think it's because I made a mistake on the treat … Continue reading The cats made me do it!
Well it was a fun night again at puppy class - but at least I didn't end up in the broom cupboard - result! The trainer met us at the door. Instead of the mad fur blur stampede into class - usually led by Dylan (no surprise there)- we had to line up, our puppies … Continue reading Oh no, not the ferret!
So today has been emotional. I guess unless you are a dog owner, you might not get it - but today Dylan had her first real grown up cut. And I admit I shed a tear before I took her to the groomers, and again when I left her there. Naturally, Dyls skipped off with … Continue reading Growing up too fast!
And so after six long weeks we were back. The return to puppy class... and the irony wasn’t lost on me that it also happened to be Dylan Thomas day - the writer that Dyls is named after. It might have been Mr Thomas’s day - but the night belonged to Dylan. So we arrived, … Continue reading And we are back… in the broom cupboard!
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At the end of last summer I was in Spain with my friend Sue. The poor woman couldn't enjoy her evening Sangria round the pool without me whipping out my phone and showing her yet again the videos and photos of this little chubby puppy I was picking up the day after we got back. … Continue reading Can’t take Dylan anywhere!
Bonjour mes amies! So a perfect spring break was in store. Dylan and I, plus our friends Jenny and Russ squashed into my little Peugeot - and believe me it was bursting at the seams with all sorts of weird - Marmite crisps, smoked paprika - and wonderful things our French hosts and friends Mois … Continue reading And so Dylan invaded France….
On days like this, when spring has sprung rapidly, making up for lost time, rushing into summer, I know what I am grateful for. I am grateful for this beautiful boy, who has been playing in the garden all day, chasing water, looking stunning. After he nearly died last year I stayed true to the mantra that I said through that dark night, that may have bern his last “please let Harley live, I have so much more love to give him.” And I give him love every day, true to my word.
On days like this I am grateful for my husband, we nearly didn’t make it, but we worked hard, we learned our lessons, and we are stronger than we have ever been.
On days like this when I walk around our garden seeing everything burst into life, and being blessed enough to see it, I know how…
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