dog, sadly not a garden that would feature in the Secret Gardens of Ludlow, as indeed it has in the past.
I am rapidly coming to the conclusion the garden designer’s garden I fell in love with is now developing into a yard.
The two somehow don’t seem to go together?
We suggest she goes out to do her wees, she thinks she’s being told off and skulks in the shrubbery. Nibbling the stalks by way of the soothing of a dummy. Tracks are being laid like the ancient Inca Trail. Holes are dug to hide bones and toys, evacuation is the name of Ellie’s game. Think I will buy her a metal detector for Christmas in the hope of a long lost pot of coins?
Stones also hold a fascination for her, which I hide as a tummy full of pebbles would be a costly trip to the vets.
Water also holds no fears as yesterday out on a walk I showed her a sheep trough, the unspoken message was to have a drink. Oh no, something got lost in the translation and she promptly hopped in and sat down!
A fun dog which surprisingly enough I haven’t compared with my much loved and still missed chum: for that I am pleased.
Not her, but you get the idea.
Stones also hold a fascination for her, which I hide as a tummy full of pebbles would be a costly trip to the vets.
Water also holds no fears as yesterday out on a walk I showed her a sheep trough, the unspoken message was to have a drink. Oh no, something got lost in the translation and she promptly hopped in and sat down!
A fun dog which surprisingly enough I haven’t compared with my much loved and still missed chum: for that I am pleased.
It's as if she were never permitted to be a puppy. And worse. Such a happy face.
ReplyDeleteErr... it’s not her Joanne, but she is now very much catching up on her missed time as a puppy.
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She's adorable and you'll all find your way. I'm sure your garden will recover to full designer status once Ellie is settled and understands you. I know our dog now recognises a large number of words - walkies, biscuit, bedtime (the minute I say the word he charges to the back door, goes out for a very quick pee and barks at nothing in particular then rushes back inside and looks at the biscuit cupboard!) There are also a multitude of other words he seems to know none of which I can remember right now! Stones seems to be a collie thing. My brothers collie was always trying to eat stones! I wonder what attracts them to them. My dog only digs holes in the garden on hot days to lie in! Thankfully he doesn't dig any other time, well except the carpet to 'fluff it up' I assume before he lies down! Do you now wonder what you thought about all day before she came along lol? xx
ReplyDeleteThanks for that MG and the email, what a super star you are. My problem now is I am bored by my own blog posts, all dog! I must get out of all things canine...
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No! Don't stop posting all things canine/Ellie, please. You can always tack on other things you want to mention, can't you? But a new-to-you dog and her gradual changes as she adjusts to her new life - well, it's fascinating.
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DeleteThank you girls, I will pepper her progress with other wacky thoughts and events that seem to follow me through life. Bottom line for me is... warts’n’all life is blooming glorious, so let’s all celebrate it! And in case you think it’s okay for her, it hasn’t always been a ball for me. I am lucky that I could fall in a pile of poo and find the funny side of it.
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