Today Tinkerbell had her first treatment at the vets, little did we know on that on the start of our doggy journey we would be there so often with one or other off the vets would be on first name terms.
Tinkerbell and Bluebell were having a grand old time playing with a lovely black Greyhound on our walk but when we got home from the walk we notice the poor girl had sliced her paw open. The emergency vet squeezed us in as it was a really nasty cut.
Normally you ring the vet at an allotted time to arrange discharge and collection. At least a couple of hours before we expected to pick her up the vet called me to say Tinkerbell was ready to go home. I could hear a dog screaming in the background. With some trepidation I asked ‘is that Tinkerbell?’ to which the vet replied, ‘yes she’s actually much better now she is sedated’
Saturday 24 January 2009
Blondie girl (RIP) 27th June 2007
Today Blondie the matriarch of our canine family was summoned to Rainbow Bridge. She my mum’s first ever dog and she has left a huge Ridgeback Cross size whole in our hearts.
Rest in peace you grand old girl.
xxx
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
Rest in peace you grand old girl.
xxx
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
Yippe we went out - but only to the tip
Today we left them alone for the first time. Okay a trip the tip to get rid of the garden rubbish is hardly a night at the Ritz but we were on our own for the first time in many weeks.
She had been quite barky whilst we were in the garden but then settled down so it seemed like an ideal moment to test them being left alone. We weren't gone long and when we got home I crept round the back of the house to see what they were up to. To my utter delight they were both happily snoozing on the sofa. I'm not ashamed to say I jumped up and down and clapped my hands with delight. It was a truly magical moment.
She had been quite barky whilst we were in the garden but then settled down so it seemed like an ideal moment to test them being left alone. We weren't gone long and when we got home I crept round the back of the house to see what they were up to. To my utter delight they were both happily snoozing on the sofa. I'm not ashamed to say I jumped up and down and clapped my hands with delight. It was a truly magical moment.
We don't need a social life do we?
Since Tinkerbell joined our family our world has been turned upside down. Unfortunately Tinkerbell isn't a dog that copes well with being alone. By alone I don't mean completely alone, initially were weren't even able to go to the garden and water the plants without her screaming the place down. It has meant our social life has taken a huge hammering for a time we were only able to go out independently.
We've been working on it and she is now okay to be left if Blue is with her which is something I suppose but we still can't leave her completely on her own.
We were just getting to the point of considering actually going out together and Inca has come into season. I'm told it's not uncommon for a stressed dog to come into season when she feels happy and settled and we should be pleased. To be perfectly honest I am far from pleased. I want my life back. I love her and adore her but there needs to be a balance between her needs and ours.
Bluebell who has never shown any sexual interest in any other dog has suddenly become a sex pest, he won't leave her alone and the shameless hussy is lapping up the attention.
It obviously means we can't leave them alone now. Even though he's been castrated I don't want him to get the taste of life a Lothario.
We've been working on it and she is now okay to be left if Blue is with her which is something I suppose but we still can't leave her completely on her own.
We were just getting to the point of considering actually going out together and Inca has come into season. I'm told it's not uncommon for a stressed dog to come into season when she feels happy and settled and we should be pleased. To be perfectly honest I am far from pleased. I want my life back. I love her and adore her but there needs to be a balance between her needs and ours.
Bluebell who has never shown any sexual interest in any other dog has suddenly become a sex pest, he won't leave her alone and the shameless hussy is lapping up the attention.
It obviously means we can't leave them alone now. Even though he's been castrated I don't want him to get the taste of life a Lothario.
One step forwards two steps back
Tinkerbell had been settling in quietly in her crate with only a few minutes of creating a fuss. Tonight she went in of her own accord but then after she'd been in there a while started to kick up a right fuss. I'm suprised we didn't get a visit from the RSPCA she was making such a racket. It was heartbreaking but we had to ignore her. We knew she didn't need anything as we made sure all her needs were met before we put her in there. She can't be lonely or feeling unloved as we let her snuggle with us before putting her in there. Eventually we she realised the screaming and shouting would get her no where she shut up.
Until 4.10am that is...Something disturbed Bluebell. We tried to get him to go back to bed but finally gave in at 4.50am!
It's a good job I'm a morning person.
Until 4.10am that is...Something disturbed Bluebell. We tried to get him to go back to bed but finally gave in at 4.50am!
It's a good job I'm a morning person.
Saturday 13 September 2008
Huge success
Tinkerbell is now going straight into her crate at night of her own accord. She is whining and whimpering for less than a minute. She’s not even been with us a month yet. I’m so proud and so very grateful.
Unfortunately our restful sleep was short lived as something woke Bluebell up at 3.15pm. A combination of sleep deprivation. laziness and softness meant we allowed them both up on our bed.
Tinkerbell saw her first horse today. We were a little apprehensive but we need not have worried. Her reaction was to give him a kiss, thankfully the horse didn’t mind.
She has discovered a passion for flip flops, chewing them that is and non are safe around her. She’s already eaten one and pulled the flower off another.
Bluebell farted really loudly, it took her completely by surprised and she started barking, wondering what that noise was.
They are now both barking at the next door dog and it is deafening.
Unfortunately our restful sleep was short lived as something woke Bluebell up at 3.15pm. A combination of sleep deprivation. laziness and softness meant we allowed them both up on our bed.
Tinkerbell saw her first horse today. We were a little apprehensive but we need not have worried. Her reaction was to give him a kiss, thankfully the horse didn’t mind.
She has discovered a passion for flip flops, chewing them that is and non are safe around her. She’s already eaten one and pulled the flower off another.
Bluebell farted really loudly, it took her completely by surprised and she started barking, wondering what that noise was.
They are now both barking at the next door dog and it is deafening.
Puppy Power
Puppy Power
Oh my goodness what have we let ourselves in for. We have agreed to look after a friends puppy whilst they are on holiday for a week. They hadn’t planned to get a puppy yet but they spoke to a breeder and someone gave back word so Pippa is now in their lives. Luckily K’s mum has offered to look after Bluebell for a few days if it gets too much for him. It’s a lot to expect of him to accept a new dog and a puppy in just a few weeks.
What am I thinking? Tinkerbell has only been with us for a matter of weeks. They were stuck and we are soft, what more can I say. We took Tinkerbell and Bluebell to meet Penny. I was petrified! She is only 14 weeks old, she is not that much bigger than the size of Bluebells head. She is gorgeous and full of fun, I think Tinkerbell is going to have a second puppyhood.
Our bedtime routine is now settling down. The routine has become we have family cuddles on the bed before getting into her own bed for the night. I am hoping that this doesn’t feed her anxieties and does build her confidence in us and helps her feel more secure.
Today we went to our first obedience class and either I showed Tinkerbell up or she showed me up. She was suddenly blind and also deaf. I’d used freshly cooked chicken as a reward which until now has been her favourite food. Today she wasn’t at all bothered about it. Thankfully things improved no end when someone donated some of their spicy sausage. She loved training though and she did start listening to me eventually. To be very fair to her and me, it was a busy course with lots of dogs and lots of new people. She was so excitable it made me wonder if she’d every done anything like that before. She was shattered afterwards and slept in the car all the way home. Bliss.
We appear to be getting the mouthing under control. She mouthed my cousin a little but we ignored her bad behaviour and rewarded the good. She hasn’t mouthed me in a while now so I guess she was just trying her luck.
The day ended with Bluebell and Tinkerbell sound asleep on the bed. It was so very cute to watch.
Oh my goodness what have we let ourselves in for. We have agreed to look after a friends puppy whilst they are on holiday for a week. They hadn’t planned to get a puppy yet but they spoke to a breeder and someone gave back word so Pippa is now in their lives. Luckily K’s mum has offered to look after Bluebell for a few days if it gets too much for him. It’s a lot to expect of him to accept a new dog and a puppy in just a few weeks.
What am I thinking? Tinkerbell has only been with us for a matter of weeks. They were stuck and we are soft, what more can I say. We took Tinkerbell and Bluebell to meet Penny. I was petrified! She is only 14 weeks old, she is not that much bigger than the size of Bluebells head. She is gorgeous and full of fun, I think Tinkerbell is going to have a second puppyhood.
Our bedtime routine is now settling down. The routine has become we have family cuddles on the bed before getting into her own bed for the night. I am hoping that this doesn’t feed her anxieties and does build her confidence in us and helps her feel more secure.
Today we went to our first obedience class and either I showed Tinkerbell up or she showed me up. She was suddenly blind and also deaf. I’d used freshly cooked chicken as a reward which until now has been her favourite food. Today she wasn’t at all bothered about it. Thankfully things improved no end when someone donated some of their spicy sausage. She loved training though and she did start listening to me eventually. To be very fair to her and me, it was a busy course with lots of dogs and lots of new people. She was so excitable it made me wonder if she’d every done anything like that before. She was shattered afterwards and slept in the car all the way home. Bliss.
We appear to be getting the mouthing under control. She mouthed my cousin a little but we ignored her bad behaviour and rewarded the good. She hasn’t mouthed me in a while now so I guess she was just trying her luck.
The day ended with Bluebell and Tinkerbell sound asleep on the bed. It was so very cute to watch.
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