Puppy pics

Well ok,  true confessions time;  I’m supposed to be packing to go on hols but I’m distracted by looking at puppy pics I’m supposed to be emailing to friends and investigating waterproof camera housings.

The housings are quite pricey – £200 for an underwater housing for the Panasonic Lumix, which I think is frankly a bit steep.  A Kodak sport waterproof  will be fine for my needs, I think as long as the Turkish Aegean is as clear as they claim it is.  A positive snip at under a tenner.

I absolutely refuse to stress about a little hol.  I fully expect to be distracted by the Tour de France this afternoon and  I  predict that, as usual, I will be stuffing an extra book into the suitcase at about 9.30pm tonight and saying “Oh no. I haven’t weighed it yet. I should imagine it will be ok”  and DT man huffing and reminding me that every single time I have checked in luggage it’s needed a label with “HEAVY” in bold capitals.

He was rattled yesterday when he asked if I’d written a list and I said “No.”

“But you always write a list.”

I do, it’s true but I’m the only one who ticks things off so this time I thought, in the event of a very simple, very relaxing, very limited kind of hol, a list really wasn’t necessary.

This morning, with himself flying about the place complaining I’d moved his shaver charger cable (yeah, right)  I gave in and typed a list.  It’s only A4.  It’ll make him feel better. Especially if I write lots of ticks on it.

This time we’re flying with the kind of airline where they don’t serve you anything unless you pay for it.  We will probably have to pay per sheet for the loo paper.   Oral pun there.   Don’t get it?  Tough sheet.   😀

Right. Puppy pictures.  The only good thing about being dogless is that friends take pity on me and when they acquire gorgeous, soft,fragrant little lollopy puppies that fall asleep a a moment’s notice, they bring ’em round or let me go and visit.

And so it’s come to pass that one pal has a delicious eight week old working cocker dog pup and another has an eight week old Chesapeake Bay Retriever puppy bitch.

The working cocker is bright, alert, fearless, intelligent, adventurous and cute. He has a mind which needs occupying.  She’s thinking of doing agility with him, which would be hilarious, but  I hope she also trains him for gundog trials at the very least.

The Chezzie pup is slower, sweet, solid, cuddly and considers carefully before committing herself but already showing excellent retrieving/water instincts.

She liked the garden.  She liked the pond.  She tested a big waterlily leaf  by tentatively extending her front right paw and pressing it.  Uh-huh  – not very stable. She tested it with the other front paw.  Much the same, really.   She put both front paws down in the shallows.  Hmm.   Fine. Not too cold.

The next second, she was in, having the first swim of her life.  She made it across the width of the pond, puppy-paddling with aplomb through waterlilies, and duckweed,  sending flotillas of water-boatmen rowing like hell to get out of the way, and hauled herself out on the other side.

She doesn’t know about shaking.  Probably too young.  So she stood there for a minute, soaking wet and you could see her thinking “Hmm. This is a bit heavy.   She rolled around on the grass,  raced a mad couple of circuits around the lawn, sat down and fell fast asleep.

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Glub, glub, glub….fortunately the pond’s a lot smaller than Chesapeake Bay

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Drying off nicely.

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Socks clean on today.

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Neighbourhood watch.

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About janh1

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41 Responses to Puppy pics

  1. Badger says:

    Gorgeous Jan! Absolutely lovely.

  2. So beautiful! The Chesapeake’s eyes look almost hazel coloured. Did she try a second dip?

    I understand the distraction techniques employed. Hopefully you will have made some desultory attempt to at least throw things in the general direction of the suitcase by now.

    • janh1 says:

      Hi Sophie, not this time. Sleep and time to go. No doubt she’ll be visiting again 🙂

      Yes there are some things in the case now. Too many clothes. Multiple cozzies. New snorkel. Surf shoes. Couldn’t resist a last ride this afternoon – like cycling in a warm hairdryer!! Sooo lovely. Now for Le Tour.

  3. IsobelandCat says:

    Oh adorable. I may be in love…
    Where are you headed for?
    Have a great time.

    • janh1 says:

      I am too. They are both at that dog-nappable age.
      Thanks Isobel 🙂 Southern Turkey, where even the sea is 75F. Bliss.

      • janh1 says:

        Just a quickie (always reminds me of the quiche joke) but you were, of course right, Isobel. I didn’t wear half the clothes. I was mostly in the water. Just back. No time to write yet but there will be watery reflections.

  4. Pseu says:

    And they all it puppy love….

    • janh1 says:

      Awwwoooooooo…. That was me dog-singing along-a-Donny. My first springer Scamp used to sing along with the harmonica. Hilarious but gbh of the ears, really.

      I taught my second springer, Gemma to bark the chorus of Who Let the Dogs Out. I believe it broadens a dog’s mind, giving it some kind of musical education. 🙂

  5. Badger says:

    Jan, can I copy your ‘Neighbourhood Watch’ pic please?

    I told a friend about it and I know she’d love it!

  6. IsobelandCat says:

    I am very good at teaching dogs to play hide-and-seek.
    It is one of my hidden talents.

  7. IsobelandCat says:

    No time now, but will get back to you. Probably tomorrow!

  8. IsobelandCat says:

    My first success came about with a friend’s dog who would have happily chased a ball all day. He would bring it back, drop it at my feet and wag his tail in warm anticipation of the next throw. My arm began to ache. So I told him to sit and stay and hid the ball out of sight. He loved the game, and when I visited would bring me his ball and go out of the room so I would play.
    I tried it with my friend in Scotland’s dog, who has featured on my blog page, as extra exercise when the weather was bad. Same result. 🙂
    Since then I have read about dog trainers recommending this game to help keep a dog’s mind agile.
    So there you are!

    • janh1 says:

      Yes! 😀 Now I understand! Great fun. I used to do that with my dog Roly sometimes. The other thing was making him sit in the kitchen, then chucking a toy through the serving hatch into the dining room. A lot of dogs would be flummoxed, thinking you’d just “disappeared” it through a wall, but on command Rolls would take off, all cartoon-style scrabbling on the slippery floor and dash round into the dining room to find it.

  9. sabina says:

    Morning Jan,
    I think I first came across your writing in a blog in which you were saying good bye to your dog Rolly, am I right? I remember being so moved by the way it was written and your ability to convey those emotions.
    So am pleased you have a new dog to love. He looks so lovely ,I hope you will have many years of love and enjoyment with him.
    By the way may be you might like my blog on Brief Encounters which I wrote last night. Some of it is heart felt……!

    • janh1 says:

      Hi Sabina. Good to see you. 😀 Sadly, working full time means I can’t have a dog of my own at the moment, but these pups belong to friends, so at least I can inhale puppy when I feel like it. Going to see the spaniel later today, actually, now he’s old enough to get out and about.

      Great minds, I saw your nice romantic blog earlier actually but my connection was so slow I gave up trying to post a comment. Will try again.

  10. IsobelandCat says:

    Did you see the programme about canine intelligence a while ago? It was fascinating. There was a very bright collie who had a large receptive ‘vocabulary’ of nouns. Could bring toys when shown pictures, toys when shown the same toy but a different scale…
    They also reckoned that the repertoire of noises a domestic pet dog makes is an attempt to speak to owners, as wild dogs do not interact in this way. The owners, in turn, were v adept at understanding what their dogs were saying when played recordings, but not shown the scenario.

  11. janh1 says:

    Interesting! No, I don’t think I caught that. I did see a “test your pet intelligence” thing years ago which, of course, I duly did. Rolls did v well. Especially in the way he immediately realised he had to scrabble at a piece of string to get the food treat (tied to the end of it out of view under a chair) .

    I found with all my dogs that it isn’t all about tone of voice by any means. They do understand words for separate toys and recognise images – on paper and on TV often – and voices. My mother used to talk to the dog on the phone and his tail would wag madly.

    Rolls used to be so desperate to communicate sometimes that it was comical. He’d stand with his nose against the cupboard where the treats were kept in my mother’s kitchen. We’d sit chatting deliberately ignoring him. He’d come and paw her knee and then return to “standing with nose against cupboard” position. He’d do this several times (still being ignored) until he started whining for attention. I swear he thought we were very very thick indeed!! 😀

  12. IsobelandCat says:

    We used to be similarly mean to our dachshund when she tossed her head at us, striking her Hollywood Star pose, meaning look at me, aren’t I lovely and don’t you want to make a fuss of me. She would then growl, and promptly resume pose, and end up barking at us and resuming pose. It usually worked!

  13. janh1 says:

    Chuckling here. I can just imagine it – so pointed!! All this talk is reminding me of the general amusement value of having a dog around the place – especially when they are actually fully fledged members of the family with all their individual foibles. I do miss it.

  14. IsobelandCat says:

    Cats are the same. My father didn’t like them, mainly, I believe, because his grandmother, who he thoroughly disliked, was a cat lover, so we never had cats growing up. But Cat has educated me a lot. he has all sorts of ways of getting attention, from the poor pathetic miaow to the loudly demanding one, bashing his food bowls about or sitting, looking very pointedly at his brush.

  15. janh1 says:

    I can imagine, Isobel. I expect you’re familiar with Simon’s Cat and have seen this but I especially love this one:

  16. IsobelandCat says:

    Yes I love that, and it is shockingly like Cat, apart from the last violent action! I posted it on MyT once. 🙂
    Are you still thinking of a kitten?

  17. janh1 says:

    Good for Cat! Hasn’t learned to wield a baseball bat – just as well.

    Yes I am dead set on a tabby but DT man not so keen. I keep telling him having a cat of our own would stop next door’s cats poohing in our garden. That or lion droppings probably available free from Bristol Zoo.

  18. Badger says:

    Thanks Jan, my friend loved the neighbourhood watcher! She’s printed it and it’s on her wall at work.

    Please solve something that’s been intriguing me for months.

    Why is your husband (I presume) ‘DT man’?

    • janh1 says:

      Hi Badger – glad your pal like the puppy pics.

      DT man? Purely because he’s an avid reader.
      I’m more Guardian/Indie meself 😀

  19. IsobelandCat says:

    Off topic Jan, but there are loads of the bikestands being installed for the new scheme. almost everywhere you look centrally. But weirdly, I’ve just been a bit off the beaten track, where having a bike to get to the station would be a distinct advantage, and didn’t see any.

  20. janh1 says:

    We should make that another blog, Isobel. I was going to have a birthday day out exploring London for a quid on the new bikes but have decided that it will wait until I hear how it’s all operating.

    I didn’t like the sound of the reports of not enough bike stations. The whole point of it is flexibility – – and the ability to swap your bike for another after half an hour in order to get a day’s riding for £1. That’s how it was explained to us at the Barclays bike scheme stand at Hay Festival anyway!

    I have registered for it anyway but not heard anything yet.

  21. Badger says:

    Thanks Jan. I had half-guessed.

    You’re a Guardian-Indy reader hmmm…?

    I promise I won’t tell anyone on MyT.

  22. Badger says:

    Happy Birthday Jan!

    (I see you share it with Obama – but he can’t prove it!)

    • janh1 says:

      Thanks Badger! Another year survived. Yeah!!

      They used to put the flags out everywhere when the Queen Mum was alive. Obama doesn’t enjoy that kind of status over here – and I doubt he drinks the same quantities of gin. 🙂

  23. IsobelandCat says:

    Hope you had a lovely birthday Jan. 🙂

  24. janh1 says:

    Without Queen Mother quantities of gin but *with* Liz Taylor quantities of Veuve!!

  25. IsobelandCat says:

    Well done that woman!
    BTW the Barclays/TFL bike scheme seems to have taken off. I’ve seen quite a few people riding them, and the few docking stations I’ve gone by were mostly empty of bikes.
    Did you read the Grauniad on Saturday?

  26. janh1 says:

    I saw some of the Guardian. Initial plan was to go to London on train on Saturday and spend day exploring the capital for a quid on the new bikes. But I was put off by reports of not enough bikes in place at the little bike stations and decided to leave it a month or two until the whole thing is up and running properly.

    Headed to Wales and the sea instead (plus bikes), miraculously avoided rain, found peace, tranquility, top quality chips and literary history.

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