The photos are me just turning off the computer and turning around to talk to our oldest, Bert sat on the sofa beside the computer desk. Bert took the photos, which show the dogs gathered around when I'm on the computer. At my feet last night was Smudge, Blottie and Toby.
Reggie decided to jump on my lap for a cuddle and as usual he cannot resist licking. Reggie will be five years old in December. Hard to believe it is nearly five years past since Reggie came in to our lives.
The two girls we kept back from our first litter ever of Cavalier cross Brittany are now just over five months old. Yesterday evening whilst I was milking my husband, David took this bit of footage of the two of them playing out the back, with Dad, Henry and Granny Millie watching them. They are around 8 to 9 kilos in weight and around 11 inches and 13 inches at the shoulder.
I'm often asked for advice by people who are looking for a puppy. The most important thing when buying a puppy is to see the puppy with its Mum. When I mean see the puppy with its Mum, I don't mean just a fleeting glance, but the puppy with its Mum interacting, because not only will this be more of a guarantee that you are not buying a puppy farmed puppy, it will also give you a good pointer to the temperament of the pup.
For me the charity below gives the right message, "YOU'RE NEVER SAVING A PUPPY. YOU'RE JUST MAKING ROOM FOR ANOTHER POOR SOUL." because every puppy that is bought from a puppy farm set up, incarcerates another mother to having no life. Unless you think life should be, being kept in a two by four cell, with no socialisation other than being mated and just producing litters of pups until you either stop conceiving and are then disposed of or die giving birth.
Just some photos of the Poundlane pack relaxing over the weekend. The photo above of Blottie and Toby was taken by our oldest Bert of the two of them waiting on me sat at the computer, just out of shot. It does make a good photo to look at the change in head shape from a pure Cavalier, Toby to a Cavalier/Brittany Blottie.
Just had a bit of fun on a Sunday, when earlier my Father-in-law returned our son, Thomas, who had been out yesterday with his Granddad watching deer. We thought the gates had been shut, so on going out to have a chat, allowed the dogs to follow us on out and by the time we realised the gates were open, Smudge, Jessica, Primrose, Henry and Blottie had disappeared. We live rurally with several areas of copse around us, so dream country for spaniels.
Henry and Primrose returned not long after leaving and I then found Blottie just down the road, making her way back. She is only five months old and luckily she probably was on the tail end of Mum, Smudge setting off hunting, so missed the break and decided it best to make her way home. So this left Smudge, who today has just come off curfew of being on heat and Jessica still AWOL. Even though Jessica lost her leg over a year ago, she is very mobile and still loves to hunt. With these two it would be probably more luck than judgement to find them. See Smudge and Jessica suffer from an affliction called selective hearing and once on a scent the only sense receiving signals to the brain are their noses.
Thankfully after an hour of me looking for them one way and my husband the other way, my husband rang me to say he had found them and I could hear them making those excited-ed noises dogs do when out and enjoying themselves. By the amount of Roe deer we saw about the place, Smudge like her Mother, Millie may of been having high hopes.
Got home from milking a little while ago, after also picking up children from the in-laws. Got in and let the dogs out, and after sorting out school uniforms for the washing machine (as the weekend tomorrow) etc, I finally got to sit down for a minute and noticed Blottie at my knee looking at me in a "I really would like to come up on your lap now, please" way. I let her up and she just went for the full bore lie out and snuggle in. The way she pressed her face into my neck, I took it that she was glad that I was back.
Smudge and Henry's Cavalier cross Brittany pups born back on the 24th April reach five months old today and the two girls we kept from this litter, Blottie and Bumble are growing in to lovely dogs, that are gentle and easy to train, taking life in their stride.
Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye show us that lip-synching is nothing knew.
Last night I heard the distinct sound and then heard a tink as it hit the light shade, of a hornet. This hornet had arrived through an open window around 10 pm and was seeking heat to recharge from our light bulb. Most that come within 10 foot of a wasp, as hornets are the largest of eusocial (highest level of organization of animal sociality) wasps, will automatically start flailing arms about and often go in to kill mode. So no wonder you get stung. I recently got stung by a wasp and that was because I did not notice it and thought I just had an itch on my wrist, did not look down before itching and got stung as my hand accidentally squat the poor thing. If you can control the urge to not become wildly over excited at the arrival of a wasp, you will find out that unless feeling threatened they will do you no harm.
Last night because this hornet was out way past what I think might be the bedtime for hornets, we caught it in a jar and put it outside on our kitchen window sill and this morning it was still there, waiting for the sun to warm it up enough to be able to fly off. So I decided it was a chance to get some photos and noticed that the back right leg of the hornet was partly missing and I'm wondering whether this may effect their flight and ability to navigate, hence why the hornet was still out at 10 pm. The hornet stretched its wings out in the morning sun around 10 am this morning and then flew off.
For more info on this amazing insect take a look at the wikipedia page https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/European_hornethttps
Finally the Kennel Club have got the numbers for effective population in dog breeds and you have to remember they paid for this research and I have yet to ever read research that truly bites the hand that feeds.
It was thought that you need at least 100 individuals to have an effective population, but recently it has been considered that alarm bells should start to go off if an effective population drops to 500. So the facts are from the paper that out of 215 Kennel Club breeds that only 2 of these breeds have an effective population over 500 and 84 have an effective population under 100, with 36 with an effective population under 50. This is not good news, but you would not think it by the conclusion to the paper which can be found here http://www.cgejournal.org/content/2/1/13.
Three blogs that I read regularly go in to more blistering depth on this and give good links to articles to understand fully, why this is not good news. "The Terrierman's Daily Dose" starts his blog on this with the title "Cancer at the Kennel Club" and can be read here http://terriermandotcom.blogspot.co.uk/2015/09/cancer-at-kennel-club.html
The "Pedigree Dogs Exposed" starts her blog on this with the title
"BREAKING NEWS: a quarter of UK dog breeds so inbred they could face extinction" and can be read here http://pedigreedogsexposed.blogspot.co.uk/2015/09/news-quarter-of-dog-breeds-so-inbred.html
And lastly a must read about this from the blog "The Institute of Canine Biology" written by Carol Beuchat PhD, Genetic status of purebred dogs in the UK to really understand why the Kennel Club effective population figures are not good news.
Someone I think needs to tell the Kennel Club, "Denial ain't just a river in Egypt."- Mark Twain.
Last night I got this lovely photo of Hayley's family at the beach with Bella along with a message from Hayley. Bella is from Primrose and Toby's litter born the 9th June this year and was the last pup to leave us for 2015.
Hayley lives in Cornwall and yesterday I mentioned "The Scone Wars" between the counties of Cornwall and Devon. The peace is now kept though because Cornwall has built up a massive arsenal of weapons of mass indigestion aka the 'Cornish Pasty'. Known to take a healthy adult man down after only a few mouthfuls. Our petite Devon pasty is no match for these mother of all savoury pastry goods, they even make the Pork Pie look lame.
Yesterday got this email from Sue, who has Lucy aka Lucinda. Lucy was a bitch we got as an adult and we re homed her with Sue and Jim.
"See you all soon hope all good at Poundlane"
Thanks Sue. Lucy is looking well. Lucy will be a house guest with us come the end of October for four weeks, whilst Sue and Jim visit their daughter's family in Australia.
Finally we have some runner beans. We planted our runner beans out this year early for us and with real slug weather here in the UK, we thought the slugs had got the better of our runner beans, but after losing about a third of the plants planted out. A week ago they blossomed out and are looking good, we finally have some of our own runner beans. Don't worry I have not been going without one of my favourite veggies, because I happen to have in-laws who put me to shame on the gardening front, so they have been making up the short fall of our runner beans, along with a bounty of tomatoes. I'm bit of a tomato addict, I eat a tomato or maybe two most days.
Now for the irony. Today I caught our daughter, Tilly sat with a real dog, Blottie asleep by her side, whilst she played on her sister's KidiPets Friends, which is a pretend pet dog. Molly wanted this for her Birthday, I did think it ironic to want a pretend dog, when we have thirteen real dogs.
Some people worry themselves about Gold reserves or oil reserves, but in our home we concern ourselves with the scone reserves. I keep a batch in the freezer at all times, as they are an ideal snack food for children and adults. So imagine my horror to go to the freezer on Friday and see that all the scones were gone. So I quickly got a batch done and this weekend the family have quickly depleted that batch, so reserves are yet again dangerously low. Looks like I will be baking again tomorrow. Luckily scones don't take much doin'.
Note in the photo below the correct loading method of the scone, cream first (clotted cream mind, none of that whipped up double stuff or even worse spray cream), then jam. We will have none of that witchcraft here that the Cornish get up to, with jam first and cream on top. Whatever next, they will be wanting independence. You will have to know about the 'The War of the Scones' to get that joke, a bit like 'The War of the Roses', but with clotted cream and jam.
What a weekend of rugby. Can you overdose on the stuff? Photos of the Poundlane pack over the weekend. Can you spot the two tries ?
For those of us watching the Rugby World Cup match yesterday between South Africa and Japan, it was as if we had died and had arrived in Rugby World Cup heaven.
I was milking yesterday afternoon and as I finished up, Steve who I work for came to check everything was okay with the cows and told me excitedly that at half time Japan were leading 12 to 10. I got home and thankfully rather than eat our dinner which was ready, we put serving it on hold to see one of the biggest upset in the history of the World Cup.
What guts Japan showed, instead of going for the reasonably safe penalty which would of given them a draw with South Africa (that would of been a big shock on its own), they went for the try line and win or lose. 'To the victor belong the spoils.' Well done Japan.
I have noticed a few unsavoury comments on YouTube about some of the Japanese team not looking very Japanese. Really, when playing a nearly all white South African team. Think about it.
Looking for something else and found this. To good not to share.
The Rugby World Cup kicks off here in the UK tonight with the first game being England v Fiji starting a 8 pm at Twickenham, London. So the dogs and us shall be mostly watching rugby over the coming weeks. Woe betide anyone ringing during a televised match. I've loaded up a video from YouTube, just to get us warmed up. Should I enjoy watching this so much? What the 'ell "Bring on the boom!"
Having watched rugby from the sidelines, you often wonder how there is not more serious injuries than there is. The video above does show some very dangerous illegal tackles and at this web page http://playerwelfare.worldrugby.org/?documentid=63 you can read the World Rugby Union's rules on tackling.
Found this featured on the Terrierman's Daily Dose blog. Watch how the man ques each trick with a very subtle movement from his hand, leg or by just simply taking his hat off. Showing how dogs read our body language so well. I'm not one for performing animals, but I can't help enjoying watching this, as it looks like his menagerie of dogs love him and love doing what he asks of them.
When I wrote the blog,'Queue Jumpers' yesterday it was a blog that was not supposed to make the person who it was about, feel all warm and snuggly about themselves, it was an attempt to make them think about their actions and how their actions effect others. It is also a warning to anyone else who might want to try this tactic, because this is not the first time I have encountered "Queue Jumpers." The phone call I had this morning at around 7.35am from the person it was about, showed it had certainly done one of the jobs it was set out to do, which was to cut to the quick, but alas the other job of the person actually coming to terms with what they did was wrong, it had not.
Getting to the place of admission of guilt can be the hardest road for some, because us humans will look for any means to justify our actions, but when dragged out in to the cold light of day and all the rhetoric stripped away and no place to hide, that moment you throw up your arms in realisation of your actions is an epiphany and saying you done something wrong, does not make you a bad person, it actually makes for a better person in the long run. The bit that defines a person is not that they make mistakes, but is how they put right what they did wrong and learn from those mistakes. Sometimes just as in this case, admission and a simple heartfelt sorry could be enough and you can both move on.
When someone rings you after you have pulled them up about something and start using victim speak like ,"I'm just a mother" and then tell me that, "You're just somebody who sell dogs" I could go into a speech about how putting the word "just" in front of someones place in life is probably caused the most damage to humans over the centuries than any other word, especially when put in front of the word girl or woman. I could then bang on about what exactly it is being "just a mother", but if you ring me around 7.35am, when I'm sorting out my six children for school, I really have not got the time to do that and as I did, I will focus on what I feel is the crux of the matter. You asked me if you could go on the waiting list "now", knowing how I run waiting lists, offering me a deposit up front, which is unfair on people waiting for me to open the waiting list for our next litter on the website. Simple.
You then lied, saying you did not know about the waiting list procedure, because you had only read the blog (Well, the blog has a couple times gone over our waiting list procedure) and not read the website page telling you about waiting lists, which I found hard to believe that you would of not read the page, "Buying A Puppy From Poundlane", seeing as in our first ever conversation, you told me you had read all my website, but I then jogged your memory about me telling you about our waiting list procedure, when you first ever spoke to me on the phone. But still you could not bring yourself to admit what you had try to do was wrong, still playing the victim card.
So eventually the phone call ended politely, but I get the impression that she has gone away still feeling the victim, but you are not. Stop it. You have two options here. Either just admit that you were knowingly trying to queue jump and it is wrong and unfair on others, then move on, with hopefully a lesson learned, or just carry on as usual, because I'm just a nobody, so what should you care what I think of you. It's not like anyone knows who you are from my blogs and as you so eloquently told me "You're just somebody that sells dogs."
WARNING: This blog may offend if you are easily offended.
When is God okay with "Oh My God"? You could be mistaken in believing the UK is a pretty free country, but say, "Oh My God!" in a Church of England School and you are likely to be in front of the School Head faster than you can say, "OMG" Lately my children at Junior school at assembly were told that they are not allowed to say, "Oh my God" as it is offensive. Now I'm pretty sure with all the suffering going on in the world that God really should not be over concerned about a few children saying, "Oh My God" but maybe that is the problem. Maybe God gets so wound up about these little things, that it gives God little time to tackle all the suffering. So maybe all the problems in the world are caused by all the children that say, "Oh My God", at least that gets the homosexuals off the hook.
Now for the really hilarious bit. Today one of our children overheard one teacher asking another if it was okay for children to read a book with the anagram "OMG" in it. Apparently the children's books 'Dork Diaries' has "OMG" written in them. The teacher told the other, it was okay, but is that not hypocrisy.
Don't worry though, tomorrow I'm off to school with some kerosene and a box of matches for a good old book burning and I've told the children, if they feel the need to say, "Oh My God", just say, "Oh, shit" I'm sure that will offend someone, but at least it won't be God. Lol
Last week I also got this very sweet update for Tilly doing her first day at her doggy 'Day Care' from Karen.
It was Tilly's first day in 'Day Care' today and she was an absolute star. The photograph is of Tilly asleep with Hugo - a two year old cavalier.
It seems a lovely set up; her doggy minder works from home and both Tilly and Hugo have the run of the kitchen area, study and garden. They are both taken up to the common for a walk at lunch time where they both seem to love chasing birds!
A very positive start but an anxious one for me- it brought back memories of my children's first day at nursery!
Lovely to read the updates this evening.
Sounds a lovely place for Tilly along with Hugo her new doggy friend. Thanks Karen for sharing the lovely moment of Tilly asleep with Hugo.
Last week I received an email from Tracey, who has one of Primrose's litter siblings, Foxy. Foxy was a very special little girl, because at around 5 weeks old we realised she had an inguinal hernia, which is a hernia where the abdominal contents protrude through the inguinal canal or inguinal ring, an opening which occurs in the muscle wall in the groin area. Foxy's was an uncomplicated hernia and at the time of noticing it was causing her no problems, but as she grew it could, as her body weight growing would put more pressure on the area and there was a risk that her bladder, uterus or a loop of intestine could fall through and be strangulated. So it was decided that it would be repaired and at six weeks old Foxy had it repaired.
She was a little star, flying through the surgery and Tracey who was having her and had already chosen her before we realised she had a hernia, was still happy to have her little girl who has just turned five years old.
Just checked in on your webpage to see how things are and to see you
new additions. You have had some lovely litters
It's been a very difficult year this year as I was diagnosed with
Breast Cancer in April. Going through treatment atm which seems to be
going very well so far thankfully.
Foxy locks has just turned 5 yrs old and she has been by my side
throughout, she is my best friend, giving so much and my little rock
who keeps me going especially getting me up in the morning, I
seriously don't need an alarm clock lol I either get a slap or lots of
kisses, in most cases both lol.
She is laying next to me as I speak snoring away .... Very clingy at
the moment, hates being away from
me but actually I find that reassuring that she and I have a very
close, loving relationship. I am extremely blessed
So I thought I would send you some pics. So you can see how she is doing.
I still think she needs a playmate but that's something to consider
when I'm fully recovered lol
I hope you and the family are keeping well
Tracy & Foxy"
Thanks Tracey for getting in touch and to hear what a help Foxy is being whilst you are undergoing treatment for breast cancer. One of the best complimentary medicines you can get, a dog and sounds like Foxy is giving you plenty of TLC.
The next updates are for Foxy's nieces and nephew, from Primrose's litter born this June. The first is from Paula for Bertie and Rose.
Sorry for the time lapse since our last update! We've been very busy!
Both Bertie and Rose are doing well. They've been clean every night and really taken to their crate bed. On their first snd second nights they cried for 2 mins and on their third night they made some cross sounds for about 3 mins. Since then they've never complained!
They are both eating well. Rose only started eating as much as Bertie at the weekend. I think she may have been settling in. Bertie has grown enormously in the last week! He's now way heavier than Rose.
Last week they had their second lepto vaccine, have had a bath, got let off their leads in the little park near to where we live and went to their first puppy training class. Bertie was very excited whilst Rose lacked confidence. However, they've both been really enjoying practicing what we learned and receiving treats! They adored the home made treats the trainers made. When they find the recipe and pass it on I'll share it with you.
We've also been taking them out individually in the car or on walks. Bertie is very confident alone, but Rose lacks confidence going out without him. She regularly sits down so we are trying to encourage her. Any tips?
Rose has taken a real liking to our sun lounger, and now Bertie has decided he would like to share it with her.
I'll send you some photos and hope that your home Ian feint too empty without all of your puppies!
Thanks Paula for the update. Using treats may help with getting Rose to stop sitting on walks on her own and it might be good to ask the trainer at your puppy classes to show you techniques, you can use to encourage her to walk on when she sits down.
The last update is for Bertie and Rose's sister, Bella. Bella was our last pup to leave us for 2016 and Hayley sent me this lovely update for her.
I meant to attach my text with those photos of Bella but for some reason it's been wiped?!!
Anyway Bella is great! She's met quite a few different dogs - a few large black greyhound Crosses which frightened her and left her bit shaken as they were unsure also!! Obviously it's frightening meeting a tiny gorgeous little girl ha ha!!! On every walk were always stopped!!!
Toilet training is ok! She's pooing outside great. Had a few wee accidents but that's expected.
She's lovely and very gentle, has her hyper moments! Choosing a cavalier has exceeded my expectations and to get one from you makes all the difference. She is certainly special.
She's still scooting quite a bit so I was going to see a groomer about maybe getting her anal glands looked at and maybe emptying?? Also to maybe get her nails clipped.
I've tried to get her in my local dog training but they're all full at the mo, the next nearest place is 40 mins away!! Tad annoying! What do you think about going to puppy classes? A necessity?
Bella is very chilled, loves chewing everything! Not so excited over catching a ball! Ha! Do your cavaliers think that's slightly boring ha ha!! She loves a bit of chase around the garden with the boys.
I've taught her sit, paw and lie down. Working at roll over at the moment! It's funny.....when my sons come home they're like look mum she can sit paw and lie down!! Don't think they realise all the effort mum put in!!! Ha!
Hope you're all well
Thanks Tracey for the update. If she is scooting a lot, it might pay to check out her anal glands. Puppy classes are not a necessity, especially if like Hayley and her family you are experienced with dogs, as Cavaliers happen to be one of the easier breeds to handle. Cavaliers love chasing things, but often are not that keen on retrieving, looking at you and then the object you have thrown as if to say, "In your dreams mate", but over the years I have had a couple that would retrieve all day if allowed. Sounds like you are doing a great job training your Bells.
On my website page, "Buying A Puppy From Poundlane" it tells you that, "Due to the time it consumes maintaining waiting lists and needing to keep more freedom in breeding litters, in 2016 we will be starting waiting lists when the bitch has been confirmed in pups at around 28 days in to their gestation."
Now for a question: If you were patiently waiting for me to open a waiting list for a litter and you then see a waiting list open on the website and after contacting me and I have told you the waiting list is already full, to then find out I was taking people on the waiting list before the time stated above and taking money up front for doing this. How would you feel about this ?
Now you have probably guessed, that yet again I have been propositioned to take someone on before a waiting list is opened and offered a deposit now, along with this request.
I live my life like this. If that happened to me would I be happy and if not, I don't do it. A sort of on the go empathy test. So my answer to the question above that I pose is, "I would be thoroughly pissed off with the dog breeder and think them morally bankrupt." So using my own empathy test, that means I would not take a person on a waiting list before it is opened and would never take money on a puppy until born and around four weeks old.
Now this person who made a request lately to get on the waiting list for our next litter, which is not until next year, spoke with me on the phone a few weeks back, maybe a month and although being told that we don't take people on yet, was persistent and asked if they could just send me an email, so I would know who they were. I said, "Okay", as we had been on the phone sometime, like I am with everyone who contacts me about dogs (one of my worst traits, I do yak on a bit). I already had this person on my peripheral vision as a potential queue jumper, so when the email arrived and asked about our dog, Toby. I decided to not answer (Toby has been featured in blogs and has a bit about him on, "The Boys" page, so enough information could be deemed from the website) because I felt this person was trying to set up dialogue (I've been here before, there like the Jehovah's) and this would lead them to feeling some sort of entitlement to go on the waiting list before the time I open them.
Well, let the righteous smite me, I was not wrong, because a couple days ago I received another email from this person and they did not hang around, straight in with the asking to go on the waiting list and would be happy to pay me a deposit now. So I email back telling her, "waiting lists are started as explained on the website and not a minute before that, as it would be unfair on those who wait for me to open the waiting list.
Frankly offering me a deposit up front I find slightly insulting and I'm afraid it is not the way I work."
So then I get a victims email back. Apparently we had, had "a productive conversation" on the phone. You guessed it from that, this person works in business and has probably attended to many boardroom meetings, if she thinks the rest of us would refer to a friendly chat on the phone as a, "productive conversation."
If she means a polite and friendly chat, like I have with most people who ring me, then yes that did happen. She tells me that she was prepared to wait nearly twelve months for a puppy from me and apparently the money offer was only to show me how serious she was. Now I don't tell people to wait for my litters, I tell people to keep looking around and if you have not found another breeder when I open a waiting list, then contact me again. If you want to wait, that is your prerogative, don't use it as some sort of emotional blackmail with me and come on you were not prepared to wait twelve months without trying to secure first place on the waiting list, were you? The funny thing is though, that in the email she does not brooch the subject of the fairness on others waiting for the waiting list to open, which is the crux of the whole matter.
Treacle is now off heat and last week came back in da house. Then about a week ago I was saying to my husband, David how well Smudge was looking and that I had noticed the male dogs checking her out more often than the other bitches (male dogs regularly check their bitches by licking and sniffing at their genital area, but if you notice your male dogs, checking a bitch a bit more often than usual, It will often be because she is not far away from coming on heat), it would not surprise me if she came on heat soon. A couple days ago Smudge came on heat. This is her first heat after having her pups back in April, around seven months since her last heat, so around her normal timing of seven to eight month heat cycle.
So Smudge is now kenneled outside until she is off heat. Hate kenneling the bitches when on heat, but it is the best way, when you have three entire male dogs. It reduces the chances of an accidental mating, it also keeps stress down for the male dogs with each other and if you allow a bitch on heat to go around your home leaving her on heat odour everywhere, be prepared for your male dogs to start cocking their legs everywhere in your home, leaving their distinct odour everywhere. So kenneling bitches whilst on heat also helps to reduce the chance of male dogs wee marking in the home.
Can you teach an old dog new tricks ?
Of course you can, as long as you are prepared to let that old dog teach you a trick or two.
Quick drunken blog tonight, been a little busy this week. Early dinner saw me able to load up Bumble and Blottie, along with their Dad, Henry and Grandmother, Millie, along with our two oldest children and head down to the river, as it was a glorious evening here in North Devon and I got a lovely bit of video footage (on my somewhat dodgy camera, that switches itself on and off , of its own free will) of Dad, Henry swimming with his daughters, Blottie and Bumble.
I have also included some footage of Blottie and Bumble following Dad and at just over four and a half months old, they are not that far off old Dad in pace. I think when they reach full maturity, they will be giving Dad a run for his money.
Bumble and Blottie are now totally crashed out on the sofa, still in the position of the photo below.
The photos below taken by our daughter Molly, show me chilling out with Henry, while I wait for the video above to load. I have some updates and some emails to answer. T'is the month of madness I feel, concerning email inquiries. Please, if you email me telling me, you have read my website and then ask me if I export pups or the price of our pups, maybe you ain't done that much reading of this website. I may not believe in Gods, but I'm a stickler for manners. Also don't ring me and then think sending me an email gains you any kudos on the waiting list front. The delete button is an option, a very easy option. The waiting list starts, when we know a bitch is pregnant and not a minute before. I play the game to get you off the phone, "Yes, send me an email", but unless you contact me when a waiting list opens, you might as well piss into the wind. Sorry, that was a little blunt, but seeing as this week I truly pissed off the Vicars Wife at the Junior School our children go to, I'm feeling a bit blase at the moment about life. When more time I will explain, but nearly apologised for my outspokenness. but thankfully I have a husband who is of high morally virtue and pulled me up by my bib and braces before I perjured myself . Lol
Now are you getting it, this is not about big business, it ain't about profit. I'm not trying to corner the market or take over the world, so no need to brown nose me or even slap on the sun screen , because I know what comes out of my arse and it ain't sunshine.
You may of guessed that I'm slightly cut to the wind writing this, but caution rarely catches the wind. Basically what I'm saying is "patience, patience and more f###ing patience" Getting in here may seem harder than getting into the Freemasonry, but you won't have to show me your breast. Lol
Just about to shut up shop and this lovely update was in my inbox from Calvin and Nic's family who have Harry. Harry was the first pup to leave us this year from our first ever litter of Cavalier cross Brittany pups from Smudge and Henry.
Sorry it's taken so long for us to send you an update on how Harry is settling in. We have been reading your blog and it has been really nice to see how all the other puppies from the litter have been getting on.
Harry is really growing fast and we think he takes more after his dad (we call him "Hairy" Henry around here to distinguish between him and "Skinny" Henry, our son) than Smudge but definitely has some obvious Cavalier features as people always mention it when asking what breed he is. He is very popular around here amongst the dog walking fraternity; everyone tells us what a gorgeous looking dog he his (we agree!)
We have just started puppy training classes and it's clear we have a lot of hard work ahead. I think in our last update we said how relaxed and laid back he was; I think he was just storing it all up for when he got a bit bigger. He has so much energy and he is so strong already. While the other puppies in the class seemed to just be happy to sit around and take it all in, Harry just wanted to play! I think we may have been a little bit too soft on him and let him get away with too much, so now it's time for us all to knuckle down. The trainer seems very good and the techniques are very much reward based with no punishment (accept for ourselves if we don't stick to the principles).
Apart for the odd playful nip, which has significantly reduced in the last couple of weeks and the very rare toilet accident he is an absolute joy. We have been out for loads of outings and discovered some amazing dog walking areas right on our doorstep. I have attached some of pictures for you (he seems to have formed a very close bond with Elliot, they're both as cheeky as each other!)
More updates soon...
Calvin, Nic, Henry, Elliot & Harry"
Thanks Calvin and Nic for updating us on Haryy and the lovely photos of Harry, especially the ones with Harry and your son, Elliot.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.