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A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 09/06/2014 at 22:20

Hello Charley and Orchid Lady, I had thought of seeing about the older dog then next door mentioned she could be back in full time work, I looked after Sonny when she was working and would do so again the best of both worlds, a companion during the day and then he goes home.

That was what I tried to tell Julie, dogs are animals with animal instincts, they chase rabbits and cats, protect their owners with barks and growls and will snap if they feel unsure, she thinks it her baby totally besotted and upset when I say sit and he does. They need to know their place in the pack and he has no doubt about this pack, he sits. It is usually not the dogs who need training it is the owners, we were brought up with animals and it comes naturally, this is Julie's first dog, I am sure she would dress it up if she could, he is confidant and relaxed with me, slobbers all over her so I have a good idea where she comes in the pecking order.

Nice to hear from you Charlie, Frank.

A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 09/06/2014 at 20:50

You hit the nail on the head Verdun, an exact description though he is thirteen now and needs pills and potions, well so do I  he gets the sympathy vote off me. He grew up with many visits to us and the garden, loved the long walks through woods over fields along streams of which we have many made many friends including my Westy most now gone including Benji. Taking on another dog needs you to be very fit when they are young so an older dog would be the one, at the moment hands are full dog sitting mainly next door. She has him daft I have him under control and it drives her nuts, "why does he not do that for me" that one low growl of command dogs understand. Experience, we were brought up to know they were animals and not a substitute for a baby.

David, you are getting me worried, you did mention my favourite Poets and in the right order too. Music is sensory poetry and dancing the interpretation of that sensory poetry or so I was told by many good dancers who took a whip of a lad on the floor and introduced him to a life time of enjoyment, "err" apart from the dancing on tables bit when well stocked up on Stella. I would say they could probably dance!


A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 09/06/2014 at 19:19

Tootles, there is a place five miles from me and I have sat outside at least three times and driven on, Knowing you would walk away with them all big and small is not a way to choose. Had dogs most of my life, baby sit for two Daughters both old dogs and the young lad next door, that could be on a regular basis as the girl next door has been offered work.

Thing is I get around laptops and other magic machines Ok but never managed the photo bit guess age has something to do with it. Max left with the pickings of the chicken for his tea and a grin on his face.


Advice needed

Posted: 09/06/2014 at 13:36

Shazza, If you do a car boot sale remember you pay to go in, I suppose it shows the difference between older and younger growers, us old lads were told if you cannot eat it or sell it do not grow it. We would seed into orange boxes, the soil riddled steamed or baked to kill off any microbes mixed with washed sand then set in the heated greenhouse or on the freshly prepared hot bed, always too much so what was left went in the midden to give next years growth its goodness. You sacrificed your babies though we never thought of it in that way. I still dump the over sowing .


Advice needed

Posted: 09/06/2014 at 11:00

We either take just enough cuttings then compost the rest or make it a business, that is entirely up to you, I give mine away mainly to family.

Try putting them at the gate with an honesty box or a small notice saying cutting for sale and the price though there will be a law against it somewhere. The main law being using private premises for commercial gain. It is a mine field and you could end up with a lot of hassle from Neighbours the Council and local bylaws, is it worth it?


A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 09/06/2014 at 10:26

T'auld Lad had his walk along memory lane but only slowly and less than a quarter of what we once did. His tail was going as he sniffed the bushes and now and then a little spurt of speed to a slow walk something he remembered. A slight bank back taxed him and the step into the bungalow but the smile on his face was enough. Breakfast and he looked at it then me "what is this then" it is what you always have, "yuck maybe at home but not here" so out came the chicken, there is enough left for Daughter a sandwich when she comes for him. "That's better" and it vanished, after all the age we are the odd treat is not what kills you, boredom will.

He is in the conservatory looking out into a sunny garden whilst I am thinking "no point in getting the hoover out until he has gone". Our chill out yesterday was interrupted several times, there would be a ping then a message from Cyprus on the I-pad, message from California not good news, message from Grandchildren on I-phone is Max OK, who the h@@@ thought it a good idea to connect all those things, I shut the laptop down in the end.

So Max will go home reluctantly at lunch time, I get my house back, he carries more kit than I did in the army and it will be too quiet, better turn the laptop back on for the constant messages, my family never stop talking, is that good or bad.


A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 08/06/2014 at 11:39

David, no need to be shy, when we landed in the base camp after crossing the Sinai from guess where? we were a mixed bag of 42 Commando 6th Para 4th RTR and odds and ends, nothing to do but drink Stella and listen to an old wind up gramophone. A Para asked a Commando to dance !!!! what started well ended in the fight of the century, well it did clear the air, the room and surrounding area but filled the MI room, We all drank happily from then on, a hug does no harm.


A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 08/06/2014 at 10:46

Fairygirl Daughter, there will be three of us shortly, Sonny from next door is staying for a few hours while they go out. He is a Jack Russell Corgi cross two years old and full of life unlike Max and I. He gets on my knee and nods off, Max will not like that, I may need some Thanet wire and sandbags as I cannot see them playing football in no mans land together.

There is a free range chicken in the oven cooking so I will feed them both into sedation, me too, Picture all three flat out in the conservatory after a hearty lunch, Gardening is on hold until tomorrow, unlike you busy people I have all the time in the world.


A grand Auld Lad.

Posted: 08/06/2014 at 10:05

Daughter dropped off Max last night in dog terms in his nineties, she is away for two days. He came in tail whirling like a propeller dropped his big head on my knee for his hug and then went round the house inspecting it, the garden came next. Daughter said he has come alive, he had flopped about all day. Under the Vet for many things but I would say a couple of years in him yet.

He has memory of living with us weeks on end while the family were away, never wanted to go home and seemingly he never forgot. He is sitting in the sunshine on the Conservatory step a nice change from the constant downpour we got all day yesterday apart from the last hour to sunset.

One bonus, he never forgot his job of keeping the cats away and when the killer cat climbed the fence he was seen off pronto, each to his own, cats and I do not mix.


The established Garden.

Posted: 06/06/2014 at 13:13

Clarington what a picture you paint though been there when they were all at home, we had a large house yet still entertainment spilled out back front and into the garage, BBQ under the garage door if it was raining. 25 30 people dogs (no cats) kids amidst the chaotic proceedings all enjoying the party. The house big enough for Joan and I to shut a door and relax. Times change, children flee the nest and you find you need walky talkies to find each other in the vast empty space. A move to a new build bungalow and a new garden which in 35 years has changed many times though never in the fashionable mode of the time. It has taken on its own personality, some plants have moved so many times they keep a bag packed, now though it all comes together, plants happy me happy grand children happy Daughter fidgeting, "if we did that, moved that, pulled that up, cut that down"??? yes but then it would be your garden and not in my image. Family, a wonderful part of life but oh so demanding, there speaks the old set in his ways Dad, crusty lot are we not.


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