“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…..
I found this on Jess Giggles and as I have hit a bit of writers block today I thought this might be fun.
1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
The water bill on a house that I rent out.
I feel it should be the tenant’s responsibility to pay it. Every month when I pay that bill it really grates! Especially as we have water restrictions and they have done nothing to lower their consumption. I am very water conscious at home and here I have to pay for people that don’t seem to care. I moved to a different rental agency about 3 years ago and they always include it in the rent so that there are no “fights” to try and get the water municipality’s payment. Makes sense but still grates!!!
2. Where was the last place you had a romantic dinner?
5. Why did you choose the shirt that you have on right now?
It has long sleeves and I was cold. I should have put a jacket on too though.
6. What are your thoughts on petrol prices?
Surely with the strong Rand they should be lower?
7. First thought when you woke up this morning?
I am going to kill that cat!
8. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
If those cats wake the baby again tomorrow morning I am going to kill them! (Anybody want two cats – house trained and make really good alarm clocks)
9. Do you miss being a child?
Not at all!!!
10. What errand/chore do you despise?
I would despise ironing if I did it, but I don’t. Why? Well because I told Mr OL before we got engaged that I NEVER EVER, EVER iron and if he wants anything ironed he either needs to do it himself or get a domestic worker. Guess what happened?
11. Get up early or sleep in?
Get up early
12. Have you found real love yet?
13. Favorite lunch meat?
I don’t like lunch meat.
14. What do you get most times you go into a grocery store?
15. Beach or lake?
I have to say beach because I LOVE the sea, but I am not a fan of sand.
16. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual?
Yes. I have a lot of friends that feel their husbands gave up trying as soon as they got married.
17. Sopranos or Desperate Housewives?
I have never watched Sopranos so I guess it is Desperate Housewives
18. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?
I have a schoolgirl crush on Zac Efron – although I don’t think dinner is what I would be thinking about. And yes, I do realise he is 15 years younger than me…..
25. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or a new relationship?
Career – I am happily married.
26. How old are you?
15 years older than Zac Efron…
27. Do you have a go-to person?
Yes, 2. My sister and my mom.
28. Are you where you want to be in life?
No, but I am happy.
29. Growing up, what were your favourite cartoons?
I did not really have any. We did not watch TV much when we were growing up. But I had a Noddy doll that I loved.
30. What about you do you think has changed the most?
I used to be a drunken party animal – and now I am a sensible, sporty, if somewhat boring mom.
31. Looking back at high school were they the best years of your life?
Nope, I would rate them my worst.
32. Are there times you still feel like a kid?
Yes, I get pretty excited about stuff and start to jump up and down.
33. Do you have a pager?
Nope, never have.
34. Where was the hang out spot when you were a teenager?
At one of my friend’s parent’s houses.
35. Were you the type of kid you would want your children to hang out with?
36. Who do you think impacted your life the most?
I would say my parents.
37. Was there a teacher or authority figure that stood out for you?
The headmaster of our school, Mr Bernard Simpson and the art teacher Mrs Carol Vogel. I remember them both very fondly.
38. Do you tell stories that start with “when I was your age”?
39. What was the first new car you purchased?
Out the box new car – a Renault Clio – which was written off after 4 months (see above). Thankfully the insurance company replaced it. My very first car was a Ford Escort that I bought from my parents. I had that for about 9 years until it fell apart from the rust.
40. What is the scariest thing that has happened to you as an adult?
I became a parent
41. What advice would you give to someone about to get married?
Ok, do but don’t expect it always to be easy. Or that there won’t be days when you want to throttle the other person. Talk about it and move on.
42. What’s your favourite room in your home and why?
I don’t really have one favourite room. It depends on the time of the day. Sometimes the sun is in the lounge in the late afternoon and it is nice to sit there and warm up. Other times it might be the kitchen, or lately in my baby’s nursery while I give her, her last feed of the day before she goes to bed. She is quiet and just lies looking up at me, sometimes falling asleep in my arms. I love that.
43. What advice would you give someone starting their first job?
Don’t do what I did.
44. If you could go back and change one thing you did, what would it be?
I suppose I would have to say nothing, because everything I have done has led to this place.
45. If you could go back and change one thing someone else did, what would it be?
I would change my parents’ rule of “children should be seen and not heard”. They were VERY strict about it and I was never given the opportunity to speak to adults. For a very long time I battled speaking to people older than me, even if only by a few year. I really battled at work because I was so intimidated and lacked the confidence to voice my opinions.
So a while ago I started playing a game with my cat, Bacardi. Each night I will say to him, “Come Bacardi we are going to bed, even if he was fast asleep on the couch he will get up and follow me. When we get to the bed we play a bit of a game. I run my feet or hands under the duvet and he “catches” them. We play for a very short while and then go to sleep. Very sweet!
Very sweet – that was until last night!!! It was hot and I just threw the duvet of the bed – I forgot all about the “game”. As I was just putting my feet under the sheet he pounced, teeth and claws out. Holy $#@#%!!!! No DUVET! I could not move because every time I moved he would pounce again. Eventually I managed to turn away from him but then I must have moved. He pounced on my butt. I screamed and leapt out of the bed and then burst out laughing. It must have looked really funny and anyway, how could I be cross – I had “taught” him this game.
The only way I could get back into bed was to put the duvet back on. Now if I could just teach him that we only play that game in winter? Having scratched, bitten and swollen feet is not fun!
Miss Molly (my cat) has figured out how to get into our house roof if the garage door is open. Unfortunately she can’t get out again if the door is closed. This morning as Mr OL was leaving for work she jumped in. He could not get her out before he left for work so asked me to try. I could not get her to come down either. I tried to tempt her with biltong (her favourite), cat food and just calling but NO – so I left here there. I am sure that one day in our roof will not hurt her??? It was either that or be very late for work. At least I know when I get home I will not have mice or lizards or anything else in our roof (not that I think we do) as she is a very good little hunter.
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.
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?
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…….
This was taken a year or so ago and only a couple of days after we got Duke. Miss Molly should have stood up for herself then, because Duke is MUCH bigger now and she is always covered in dog gob! Poor cat, she does not seem to realise that she has claws. Our other cat, Bacardi has no such problem and has put the dogs firmly in their place. Infact so much so that they won’t even walk past him.
Well, anyone who wants to do this. It was fun going through my old photos.