Nursery Tremadog

I guess we had a nice walk - but my god that was some rain! Beti and Meerah loved it there; at least it was quiet, but I wasn't the only dog walker who braved it. Mum was horrified, but we live a very different life, and with only rain and no wind, well, as I've said before, you only need the right clothes! I only braved taking two photos, my phone is too precious to lose, but I absolutely love the top photo for the view and colours as much as for the dogs. Obviously the bottom one is a better one of "just dogs!" 

Fed Up Of Rain

After sulking in the house all morning, the weather clearer a little and we got some time in the fields at least. Lets hope we can have a bit more "time out" tomorrow, even if I do have to go to Tremadog straight after lunch! 

3 x 2

Walk number one today with Orin and Siska was on the path at Cwm Dulyn, I really wasn't expecting it to be so busy there, but I guess I wouldn't realise it was half-term at the schools until it was pointed out to me. I had planned to do walk number two there as well, but halfway I had a brainwave, I turned back, put the girls in the van and went elsewhere. 

I drove back towards Freshfields and walked the girls up a path in Nebo. I used to walk it with the rescue dogs, but hell, I don't remember it being this muddy! I intended doing a circuit around the block, but got caught by Lesley (Ex Boss) and ended up talking for ages at the side of the single-track road. She had been walking her dogs in Cwm Dulyn too, we could have spent hours catching up ... but Beti and Meerah were none too pleased and wanted to get on with it!

As I was loading the van to go out this morning, I heard a ruckus in the bedroom. I went to the window and saw that Zeus had pinned Sammi to the floor. I was seething. Steve was quick to defend his precious boy, "well she's not completely innocent," hell I know that she probably tried to tell him off and in the excitement, he's bowled her over, but it can't happen again! She's an old lady, his bloody mother, she deserves respect. From now on, when I'm getting dogs ready to go out, or even if I'm doing something around the van, Sammi will have to go in the kitchen. She's too precious to be knocked about like that. Steve agreed that Zeus' behaviour was unacceptable, but quick to point out that he's not "an Orin" who takes so much crap from Siska. (though it's six of one and half a dozen of the other with those two.) Anyway a short walk for Sammi and Ross on home ground... she seemed fine!

Been Playing With AI

My Beti

Such a beautiful girl doesn't need enhancing, but often the background finishes the photo, so yeah, that can be changed. 

Isn't she just perfect!

The Boncan

Whilst looking for photos of Colleen when she was here, I came across this taken in June 2015...

Well, look how it looks from the outside now!

And inside—it's just so private and sheltered.

Colleen

 The phone rang early this morning, I'm a tad confused by the name on the screen ... "Morning." I'm instantly aware that something is wrong, the voice at the other end of the line is broken, this was not going to be one of our usual calls of banter and piss-taking. He continued, "I've got some bad news. I lost Colleen yesterday, and I thought with your animals being your everything that you'd understand how I'm feeling." My heart hurt for him, I cried with him, Colleen was his everything. He'd had her for 34 years, which is over half of his life. What do I say? What can I say? It's too early for the platitudes; it's too early to say very much at all other than listen and be kind ... he's not just the guy who fixes my computer, he's a friend. I've not come across many more dedicated to his horse, and my heart hurts for him. 

Home Again

Well, now I regret not walking yesterday, unfortunately it was back in the fields for everyone again today. Though this photo was taken yesterday, it was pretty much the same disappointment today. "We want to go out in the van!"  

Last night, Steve had an angina attack, one of the most severe ones that he's had over the years. It happened at bedtime, Steve took his medication and went straight to bed. Though he was asleep quickly, for obvious reasons I was unable to settle. I listened out for every breath, and every movement for hours before eventually falling asleep.  Today Steve says he's "Fine" but it's a rest day ... and I decided to ensure he stuck to the rules and I've stayed home. I've no idea what bought it on, but the fact that the rest of the logs were put away whilst I was in Tremadog on Saturday may not have helped! 

Ross and I are sticking to our diets, though I have more choice than him, we both started on the 1st of Feb. I've no idea how much he's lost, but for his health this extra weight has to come off. I aim to get him back under 40kg - maybe to about 38kg. He's like a tank and it's doing his bad elbow no favours at all, he's stiff, not lame, but it's particularly obvious in the afternoons. He's now on 40 (on the syringe) of loxicom daily, but I'm hoping if he loses some weight and the weather improves that we may be able to drop it slightly over the Summer to get further benefits over next Winter. I had set myself a target of losing half a stone before Crufts and then reassess further with a sensible target. (2 lbs to go in 2 weeks and anything extra will be a bonus!) I am hoping that if I lose weight that my knee and thigh muscle will be less painful too. 

Sunday In The Fields

With the snow coming down so heavily last night, I hoped for some white stuff fun today, but sadly the overnight rain took it all away.  When you hope the weather forecast will be wrong - it isn't! 

For the first time, Meerah has told Zeus off today. He grabbed her by her tail as she ran past, and instead of just screaming and running off, she turned round and told him. Ok it wasn't very authoritative, but let's hope it's the start of her sticking up for herself in his company.  

Orin And Siska In Tremadog

Such A Mess

 I went to see Mum and spent a little bit of time mooching around Tremadog this afternoon. I walked through Cae Capel, up to Coed John and behind Pensyflog Farm. I must admit I was quite horrified ... Yes, I saw 2 lots of dog poo on the path, but hell I think it's the least of the worries. The amount of rubbish on the path was beyond; empty cans, empty bottles, plastic wrappers, crisp packets, a shopping trolley, an ironing board, honestly I don't think I've ever walked such a rubbish strewn path. It's easy to say, well, why don't they clear it up, but the pigs throwing the rubbish in the first place should be taken to task. Dogs and dog people always seem to be in the firing line, though there are few who let the side down. The people throwing the rubbish are probably some of the same people who left the dog shit on the path!