My sister has two terriers, Hamlet and Heston, that we (& Max) love. Their number has been increased recently by one. They have been joined by a lovely little lady called Fizz (a much more manageable name than the very grand kennel club title with champagne in it).
She comes from a home of friends of ours who’s bitch Poppy had a huge brood of 10 to my sis’s friend’s black labrador Hugo.
Fizz is a little cutie; bold a brass and completely undaunted by 2 terriers, a teenager and a busy household.
Puppy is an old boy now (in spite of what his nick name alludes to – he is actually called Hamlet and is about 12 years old!) and although he has always been a bit grumpy, a boisterous young thing in the house has taken his grumpiness to new heights. Needless to say, having come from a large brood Fizz couldn’t give a fig!!
Heston ignored her for a few days, no longer being the youngest or cutest, and although he is laid back and a sweet little chap, he has found her a bit a annoying too. She just doesn’t give up and pesters the bejesus out of him. Typically, Fizz isn’t remotely bothered and sees it all as a challenge.
She is indomitable, incredibly sweet natured, affectionate, brave, cheeky, very gorgeous and still has paws that have that amazingly clean and sweet smell you only get with puppies (and those paws are pretty big so there’s still room for growth).
Sadly the paws will change but her other glorious traits will stand her in good stead for a busy life with lots of other dogs in it. She will eventually work as a peg dog but it’s all about fun at the moment.
Max met her some weekends ago and having been the annoyingly enthusiastic, over energetic puppy himself just four years ago, he now finds this all a bit irritating in others…… for about 10 seconds!!! The he piles in and the fun really starts.
Having found big brother love with the wonderful Bosley, he loved playing with her and while she is still about his size, his strength and weight is an advantage. Just wait Maximus, she’ll be a good few kilos heavier than you soon!
She has grown loads since then and although Hamlet came to stay with us for a few months while she got over her most puppyish stage, I’m not sure he’s any happier about her presence now that he has been reinstated and she still remains endlessly energetic.
His sight is going and he seems to love peace and quiet these days. Bad luck for the poor old chap because there’s none of that with Fizz about!!!
I wonder if he’ll be visiting again soon?
At our fabulous friends Mark and Vicki’s recent wedding, they arranged a photo booth for the reception from Booth Nation.
Apart from being a fantastically fun way to punctuate an evening, it is hilarious to see how buttoned up people are at the start and not so by the end!!!.
Each print is the classic photo booth set of 4 black and white shots and they are just brilliant.
I have always had photos up on the wall wherever I lived be it student hovel, shared student flat, rented room or anything since and we’ve carried that on in the hall of our london home with a rogue’s gallery of photos. Just about everyone is represented to a greater or lesser extent.
No matter how long it is since we saw them or how far away they are, it ensures they are right there in front of us. Some are no longer with us and it’s nice to be able to say hello.
They also serve as great memory joggers of all the good times, the passing of life stages of all those we are close to and a daily reminder of how lucky we have been with our gloriously mad families and amazing friends.
The 30+ prints we ordered from the night of fun and laughter are now in a huge frame to show off the lovely couple, our lovely friends and a fantastic day.
I have chuckled at each photo while writing this blog and it raises a smile EVERY single time I walk past it.
I proper love you lot!!
I don’t think Max is any cuter than when he is tucked up with his favourite blanket and is fast asleep.
He’s a very easy little dog really, it is just so sad that he suffers with his skin so much. Apart form that, he is a good eater, a good sleeper and mostly does as he is told.
His ability to slumber is fabulous and I am endlessly envious. I am late to bed and early to rise with light sleep between so I don’t think I am doing very well on the sleep front. Humans all seem to suffer one way or another with sleep.
Dogs on the other hand have it sussed. They grab 40 winks when they become available, are awake in a flash should the need arise, anywhere is suitable for a kip and there is none of this tiresome tooth brushing, hair brushing or washing business to deal with first.
The sleeping sitting or standing (the standing one that makes me laugh the most though and I’ve seen all dogs do it too).
With a bed or without.
Hard surface or soft.
They will find the warmest spot they can, be it by your foot or the fire.
If remotely possible, they will find a way to sleep with you or with something that smells of you.
And no matter how small the spot, if the sun comes out, that is the best place to sleep right now!
There are many aspect of well cared for dog’s lives that I envy but having sleep on tap has to be the main one!