Not So Maternal Meerah!

Hiding on top of the boncan!

She tries, well a little anyway, but she's a bit like me around children. She wants to be seen doing the right thing, but really she wishes the child thing wasn't there!

Tick!

Saturday afternoon I asked Steve what was sore on the back of my neck. He said it looked like I'd scratched and taken the top off a skin tag. Twenty-four hours later it was becoming more sore, but I didn't think much more of it, but yesterday evening it was very uncomfortable. I asked Steve to look again; yeah, he said it's Ok, but I asked him to take a photo of it. OMG it's a bloody tick! How did he not notice? I asked him to remove it, but he said, "I don't know how you always remove them!" Well Mr S you have to do it, I got him a pair of tweezers and told him he had to try. He was still adamant it wasn't a tick, but I'd seen the photo – I knew it was! I have to confess it was really sore. but he got it out. I think I'll have much more sympathy for the pets now when I remove them! 

After washing the area with soap and water, we washed it again with TCP and water and then added germolene cream. Let's hope it heals nicely now and that it wasn't carrying anything nasty! 

Zavi Visiting Carrie

                                            

Not stressed at all, young man.

I just love this photo, apart from it being fun at the time, it shows his conformation beautifully. 

Daydreaming - Lovely little boy. 

Beautiful Day For It!

Zavi Is 11 Weeks

My lovely little man has left the building and been changed for a whirlwind of biting and naughtiness. All part of growing up eh! Anyway he weighed 11.7kg on my scales this morning. 

This second photo is of Orin, and this is what I wrote ... "He weighs 9.4 kg so I'd say set to be comfortably between 10kg and 14kg by 3 months on the 19th of this month."

Siblings Almost 11 weeks

Bryn (Green) Kate (Pink)

Reacher (Blue) Lila (Purple)

Yesterday's Walks

Lon Goed with Ross, Beti and Meerah

Beti took Zavi to show him the stream in Carmel. 

Fron Goch

                                                   

Another successful day's socialising with Zavi. It was probably his last trolley ride, he was happy, nosey and confident, and my god he drew a crowd today and loved everyone he met. I thanked everyone for their time, but I think most people come over because they love a puppy and not because they realise how important they are in the socialising period. 

The quote of the day highly amused me. "How old is he?"  '11 weeks.'  "Oh, he's a teeny tiny but massive!" Yeah, I get it, and it was far more original than the overused "OMG look at the size of his feet!" 

Pippa

A totally confidential chat at the Sieger had me buzzing. With 17 dogs, her owner would probably need someone to take Pippa on for campaigning later in the year. OMG Yes please! I came home and told Steve all about it ... he wasn't too bothered, or certainly didn't seem to be at the time.

Yesterday, whilst waiting outside the vets came the call, "are you still interested in taking on Pippa?" My heart sank; the timing could not have been worse. The new Blanik bus is almost ready and has bled me dry, and Zavi is still so young, but I've thought so much about Pippa over the last couple of months. Could I somehow make it work? Pippa's pen was already sorted (she is currently a kennel dog), and she would be able to sleep in the utility room ... in my mind the plan was coming together. I was sure I could scrape up the cash, after all, this German import bitch with the very best bloodlines was probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for someone like me. 

Sadly it didn't go well with Mr S and he lost the plot. He asked me, "When are you going to stop collecting dogs? This is a one-bedroom cottage. Where are you going to put her?" Well, yeah, I get it, and I know he's worried about the situation of something happening to him and me being unable to cope financially. I know we have always said 8 dogs is the maximum so we are running at full capacity .... but as I said, this was probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me. The conversation ended with "Well I would never stop you doing anything, so do what you like, but I'm not happy." 

I pondered over it all day, and even though it crushed me, last night I messaged her owner and told him that I was between a rock and a hard place, so I could not take Pippa. I've cried, of course I have, but at least I can focus my attention on Zavi when the disappointment comes over me again. I didn't tell Steve until this morning, and then I simply said, "I've contacted Pippa's owner and told him we won't be having her!" He replied, "Why?" I wanted to scream, "well why the feck do you think?" But it would only have caused more unnecessary upset and tension, so I simply replied .... "I don't ever want to talk about her again!" Yeah, that is how it is, I don't want to talk about her again, I simply have to move on ... at least I have a spare pen now! 

Perfect Zavi

You always hope for a perfect photo in stance and you always hope for a beautiful headshot – well, here are both, thanks to everyone who helped, including Isla and Jamie!