Posted in Baby OL, Children, Dogs, Family, Ordinarylife, Pets

A girl’s best friend

“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…..

Daisy and Duke
Daisy and Duke
Posted in Cats, Family, Ordinarylife, Pets

Not my brightest idea?

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!

Bacardi! Not as innocent as he looks
Posted in Cats, Dogs, Ordinarylife, Pets

Trained cats!

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.

Here are some photo’s of my muppets!

Bacardi an Duke - a brief truceMolly

DukeDaisy

Posted in Dogs, Family, Gardening, Ordinarylife, Pets

Fall of the Berlin Wall

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?

Surrender?
Surrender?
Posted in Dogs, Gardening, Ordinarylife, Pets

What us? Never!

The Picture of Innocence?
 
No me?
Not me?
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.
The race track designers
The race track designers
Posted in Dogs, Gardening, Ordinarylife, Pets

My husband – the eternal optimist!

I am dreading going home today! 

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?

Posted in Cats, Dogs, Family, Ironman, Ordinarylife, Pets, Training, Vets

Superstitious nonsense

I am not a superstitious person.  Really I am not!  But sometimes you really do begin to wonder…..

Miss Molly
Miss Molly

 

 

 

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.

 

Molly eating Dukes food
Molly eating Dukes food

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.

 

Miss Molly and Bacardi taking over the dogs' bed
Miss Molly and Bacardi taking over the dogs' bed

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…….

Posted in Cats, Dogs, Family, Ordinarylife, Pets

Photo – tag

I have been tagged by The Running Golfer.

The rules:

  • Go to the file where your photo’s are saved
  • Go to the 6th folder and choose the 6th photo
  • Post it and an explanation
  • Tag 6 people to do the same.

Well here is my photo

Duke and Miss Molly
Duke and Miss Molly

 

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.

 

I tag:

Well, anyone who wants to do this.  It was fun going through my old photos.

Posted in Dogs, Ordinarylife

She prefers 2-ply

Daisy has discovered new trick.  One that is become rather costly!

 

Unfortunately I don’t really have anyone to blame but myself.  When a toilet roll was finished we used to give her the empty cardboard roll to play with.  She loves them and used to chase them, chew them and play with them.

 

Then she got bored – we obviously were not using enough toilet rolls, contrary to popular belief I am not that full of sh#t after all.  Being the clever little Border Collie that she is she discovered a constant supply, however she has progressed, she is no longer happy with the empty rolls.  She is stealing full rolls of toilet paper!  Let me explain, we have the roll on the holder and then additional rolls next to the toilets in little wicker baskets.  It is these rolls that she is now stealing.

 

Last week I went out into the garden and it looked like it was covered in confetti!  At first I did not understand what was happening, but after the second roll I soon cottoned on. 

 

After the 4th roll, we learnt (clearly not as quickly as my dog) that we needed to move all the toilet rolls.  I thought that would solve the problem, until yesterday when I caught her pulling on the roll that was on the holder.  Hmmmmm, I see trouble ahead.

Daisy - much younger and looking like butter would not melt!
Daisy - much younger and looking like butter would not melt!
Posted in Cats, Humour, Ordinarylife, Pets

Damn cat!

I thought I had better write another post today, so that the first thing people saw was not me moaning!

 

Last night it was very hot, I don’t have a problem with that, Mr OL on the other had does.  He can’t sleep when it is hot so last night he was tossing and turning.  He just had a sheet over him and with all the rolling over his feet must have been wriggling underneath.  The cat in all his innocence (uhmm right) must have thought this was a game because the next thing I hear is a loud screech (Mr OL) and then a thump followed another loud screech (the cat Bacardi) followed by loud meouwing and running down the passage (also the cat).

 

Bacardi had pounced on Mr OL’s foot, claws out.  Mr OL screeched and threw a shoe at the cat, just missing.  The cat then started back chatting!  He he!  I was trying to stifle the laughter.  Luckily through all the swearing I don’t’ think it was heard. 

 

Mr OL was still muttering about the damn cat this morning when we got up. 

 

Although who could stay mad at a face like this for very long???

Who me??