“Daisy is my friend”. This was proclaimed by Little OL over the weekend, but I am not so sure how Daisy feels about this.
Daisy is our Border Collie. She has always been a loving and very gently little dog but when Little OL was born she went into a total sulk. She moved to the top of the garden, only coming down for food. After 2 weeks she ventured closer but would still not “talk” or come to me. For months after that if I was holding Little OL she would avoid me. For the first 2 years of Little OL’s life she would make sure they were not in the same room, and if they accidently were she would run away with this look of absolute terror on her face as soon as she realised. That was until she discovered that toddlers usually have something edible in their hands. Since that discovery they have been “bonding”. It has taken a while, but over the past year they have been getting closer and closer. Lately they have even been “hugging”. I think it is a bit one sided but at least Daisy is not running away in terror any longer. In fact I caught her sheepishly looking like she might even be enjoying some of the attention. Then this weekend Little OL proclaimed that they are “friends”. It is quite an honour – the German Shepard Duke has not earned it yet. He is not her friend. But Daisy is….
I hope Daisy knows what she has let herself in for…..
My German Shepherd is turning into a very good guard dog. He has become very protective of me. He always has been a bit but seems to be getting more so lately.
I could never take him to the vet or any place like that because he protects me if anyone comes close, he is fine if Mr OL takes him though. Even when he was a puppy he did not like it if somebody – like our gardener came close to me. However this week he has taken it to new levels. We have had some people working in our back garden paving – yes, we have finally given up on grass – the dogs have just run tracks in it. Well back to the workers, they have been there all week and the dogs have been fine, until this morning. I walked outside to talk to the workers to tell them to stop ringing my doorbell a million times a day. Duke went mad, barking and going for them. He didn’t bite them, but did let them know that he was not happy. As soon as I walked back inside he stopped and sat down as if nothing was wrong. A few minutes later I thought I would try again and he did it again. I just stepped out the back door and he would go for them, I would step back inside and he would stop. It was actually quite funny – well, from my point of view it was. He does stop if I tell him to, but seeing as they have been ringing my doorbell and waking the baby all day for the past week I thought I would let them stew a bit. Also I am not adverse to people knowing we have a vicious dog on the premises. I had a gardener working here over the weekend and it was actually Daisy that decided to tell him she was also a guard dog, and when she starts then Duke starts, but as soon as I told them to stop they did. I needed to actually speak to him during the day so could not have them attacking him every time I wanted to tell him to do something.
So would you be upset if your dogs were this protective of you, or would you be quite happy? Obviously if they did not stop when I told them to I would be very upset about it, but seeing as they stand down when told I am actually rather pleased.
I have my cats well trained. They come home at about 5 or 6, when I get home from work, usually they are there waiting for me but if not I just call them once and they come running inside. I then close the doors and the windows, give them some food and let them out again the following morning.
It works very well – except when it does not work!!!!
If one of them does not come home when I call I begin to panic. They are usually so prompt that I think something must be wrong. Last night I was about to put up Missing Posters all over the neighbourhood (again). Miss Molly still was not home by 8pm and I had called and called. Every 15 minutes from about 6 but that is beside the point.
Eventually at about 8:30 she wondered in looking all smug! Hmph – how to set me off into a panic.
Last nights antenatal classes were ok. I think that with the modern age of Google, magazines and stuff we know way more than people used to. There was not much said that I did not already know. But it was nice to meet other people and I am sure as the classes progress it will teach me something, especially the more practical stuff. With that I have NO idea!
What happened after the class was a lot more interesting! I was driving along when this dog wondered out in front of me. Luckily I managed to break and avoid it. I thought it was a Border Collie type dog as it had that colouring but looked a bit on the heavy side. The car behind me also managed to avoid it. I drove along for a bit, then did a U-turn to see if I could go and find it. It was wondering along the side of the road, so I pulled over, opened my car door. It wondered over to me and put both its front paws on the chair of my car and looked at me. Uhmm, get in you lazy lump. Nope it was not budging. I had to heave the dog into my car. I am always a bit nervous about grabbing stray dogs or picking them up but he seemed friendly enough. He was really cute and looked like a Bearded Collie from up close – with whiskers!
But, now what do I do. I have two dogs and two cats at home – none of which like stray or strange animals and it is 10 o’ clock at night! Luckily the dog had a collar on with an Animal Welfare tag. I took the dog home and put it in my garage and called their emergency number. They were able to give me the owners contact details so I phoned them. They were overjoyed and came round right away to come and pick him up. They were an elderly couple who had, had workmen at their home earlier that afternoon and think the dog must have slipped out then. They all seemed very happy to be reunited. I asked and he was a Bearded Collie – his name was Laddie.
I hope if my dogs or cats every go missing that somebody finds them and is able to get them back to me too.
Laddie was a bit older and scragglier than this one, but just as cute and smiley looking with a very waggy tail.
I have been a very bad blogger! Here are some updates.
On Tuesday Mr OL and I celebrated our 2 year wedding anniversary. In some instances it has flown by and in others it seems as if we have always been together. Mr OL took me out for dinner and by that I mean I told him he was taking me out, booked the restaurant and told him the time and place. I kindly let him pay (the taking me out part). I think he might have realized just how much being pregnant has made me go off meat. His very carnivorous wife went to her favourite steakhouse and ordered the vegetarian platter. It was actually very good.
On Saturday I was feeling quite good so I went for my first run in a while. Oh boy!!! I did not realise just how quickly I would loose some of my fitness. I intended on running 10km but settled for a very slow 7km. It was good to be out again – but then the weather turned all nasty on me and I have not been out again. This weekend I promise!!
I posted the pictures of our 12 week scan. It is actually the scan where they do the NT Test and some blood test to check to see if it is a high risk pregnancy with regards to Down’s syndrome and other chromosomal problems. The scan looked good and the neck fold was 1.31mm which is considered good. Anything under 3mm is good. I am still waiting for the combined results and should get them on Monday afternoon or Tuesday. I think after that I will calm down and enjoy this pregnancy a bit more. I think because of my age I am a bit worried. I will also be in my 2nd trimester from next week and I have heard that is better…. Not that I have been that sick or anything. Just the occasional migraine and wave of nausea, but nothing compared to what some people go through.
I did buy the first baby toy yesterday. It is a fluffy sheep that snores. I was in hysterics in the shop so had to get it. Its tummy moves up and down as it snores as well. My dogs are not so sure and Daisy started to growl at it. We then “introduced” them and she just sat and stared at it. Another funny thing that happened yesterday was that there was a baby crying on the TV. Both my dogs jumped up and started staring at the TV. They don’t usually pay much attention to the noises on the TV. I rewound it and played it back to them. After the 3rd time they got bored and ignored it. It will be interesting to see how the react to a real baby. I am sure that Duke will be all protective and Daisy will just want it to get a bit bigger so she could run around with it.
Well – that’s all for now. HOME TIME!! And weekend. Have a great one.
What can I say – my dogs are clever! There is no keeping them out of an area that they want to “explore”.
Last night Mr OL put up the barrier across half the garden to keep the dogs out of the area with the freshly laid grass. This morning he got up and looked outside and what did he see? Both dogs, on the WRONG side of the barrier, looking all pleased with themselves as if they had discovered new trick.
That was when the shouting started I was trying so hard not to laugh, but it was a futile exercise. In the end I put my head under the covers to try and smother the laughter.
Daisy ran hid on her bed, Duke looked all innocent as if he did not understand how that had happened or how on earth to get back to the area that was supposed to be in. He just sat staring up at us with big eyes, looking all sheepish and his tail wagging slightly.
Mr OL decided that a “conversation” was necessary and called them both over and gave them a lecture (by this stage I had given up trying to hide my laugher). He tried explaining that this was like the Berlin Wall before it fell and they were NOT to cross over. Not sure if he figured the Berlin Wall was a good analogy because Duke is a German Shepherd?
Well the garden did not look too bad. A few holes dug here and there but pretty much still intact.
It turns out that Mr OL is not so much of an optimist after all. He has ordered about 50 meters of road barrier tape to keep the dogs out of the newly laid grass areas. It arrives today. Lets hope the garden survives until he can block that section off.
Well, it’s not so much that I am dreading going home, more like I am dreading what I will see when I get home. Mr OL had grass laid in our backyard over the weekend.
The reason we needed new grass is because the dogs destroyed the old stuff. A combination of digging and running left our backyard a dust bowl. They had literally run a race track around our garden. The track was about ½ a meter deep and was complete with steep cambered corners and everything – perfect if we had a little boy who needed a BMX track but not so good when you want a stylish back yard.
My solution was to leave it – who knows maybe in a couple of years we would need a BMX track????
Mr OL’s solution – fix it. Hmmm, I am not so optimistic. I think he has a short term memory problem. I recall what happened about a year ago to my lavender plants, I recall what happened about 6 months ago to the newly installed irrigation system and I recall what happened about 2 months ago to my little tomato plants. I fear the freshly laid grass is going to go exactly the same way as those things did. Dug up and chewed!!!!
So, when I get home and I going to find two “innocent” looking dogs covered in mud or am I going to be pleasantly surprised?
Daisy has discovered a new trick.She had figured out how to “break” into our house.We came home from work yesterday and there she was INSIDE!When she figures out how to turn off the Burglar Alarm we will be in real trouble.
I know they say Border Collies are clever but this is ridiculous.
She had obviously seen the cats climbing in through the window and figured if they could do it so could she…
I am not a superstitious person.Really I am not!But sometimes you really do begin to wonder…..
On Friday, yes the 13th, Miss Molly my BLACK cat disappeared.I was a little worried, it was raining and there was thunder about.Normally at the first clap of thunder she comes running inside and hides under the bed – but there was no sign of her.She also usually comes when called and nothing.Not even at dinner time.We went to bed but left some windows open for her.We did not sleep very well and keep getting up to call her or see if she had come inside.Nothing. At one stage the dogs started to bark so hubby got up to go and investigate.Our house is in a U shape, so if you stand on one side you can see the roof on the other.On the roof was a HUGE owl!Yikes, black cat, Friday 13th and now a huge owl on our roof.I was beginning to get slightly nervous.Actually who am I kidding, I did not sleep all night!On Saturday there was still no sign of her.
I walked the neighbourhood flat, but refused to panic.Until about 4pm, then I called the Animal Welfare, the vets and put up posters in the local shopping centers and on lamp posts.I walked around some more (so much for the “off” day on my program) calling her name.NOTHING!!!Another sleepless night followed.
I decided to go cycling the next morning.I felt there was not much else I could do at home.Hubby said he would walk around some more and if anything changed he would call me.I must admit that the last thing I felt like doing was cycling.
But anyway, I went and kept my phone close!After about an hour on the bike I got a phone call.He had found her and she was fine!!!!Oh THANK YOU!She was apparently about 500m away from our house but trapped in the storm water drains.We think she had gotten lost in the tunnels and could not get out.When hubby went walking he kept calling her name and when he passed one of the gratings he heard her meouw.Luckily he was able to get the grating off the drain and get her out.She seemed none the worse for wear.
After all my muttering and cursing about people speaking on their cell phones while driving her I was on my bicycle!
Not even the rain could get me down on that cycle and we ending up doing 132km.
So Friday the 13th, black cats and owls on roof’s – all superstitious nonsense…….