Smiler lives with his friend Bree the nuggety cattle dog just outside Helensville on 5 acres. They went down for their annual vaccinations recently and the Vet asked if she could take a blood sample from him.
The house was deathly quiet in the small hours, just as it had been for many weeks. No crashing dog-door (sometimes thrown off its apparently "robust hinges€ and into the garden), no more distant sound of a frantic cat-claw scrabble up the fence and no more slobbering lip-flapping snore coming from the dog bed. My much loved Boxer, Romeo had passed away and the silence was a deafening bottomless pit.
Lucy isn't talking to me currently, and Wiz, as usual, is asleep upside somewhere so without their invaluable input into the happenings at Casa Stevens (aka 'Tumbledown Manor€) over the month this will be a difficult blog to write but I'll try my best.
"Why is Lucy not talking to you€ I hear you cry, aghast and slightly dumbfounded.
Gypsy is enjoying the spring weather in the Wairarapa in her usual slightly loopy style! She's now an 'only child' so has been going on a lot of walks to keep her amused as she's still a very active girl at nearly 9 and loves chasing balls and her squeaky toys. The photo shows her usual anticipation at getting a treat - tongue at the ready.
Sunny has settled in extremely well and he and Penny (Rottweiler) have become great friends and are always together. We took him to the Lake earlier this week and he walked into the water as if he had done it all his life. He is walking very well on lead, does a "sit€ with a little encouragement and will go to his "mat and stay€. He "waits€ for his food and he and Penny show no aggression while eating or playing with toys. He is such a joy. I am going to be using him for Pet Therapy and he has already been for his first visit.
To start with, Wizard is now officially 8 years old. This has not made him more mature or intelligent as he still runs at breakneck speed through the house, from the lounge to our bedroom and back again while Lucy "hides€ in the kitchen doorway so that she jump out growling and snapping at him, stomping her feet and coaxing him into ever increasing turns of speed. Meanwhile the rest of us are left to leap out of the way and usually end up hanging on the curtains, sitting on the table or spreadeagle against the wall in an effort to take up as little space as possible.
My friend Pam and I decided we would like to take a trip to the Greylands kennels near Levin.
So we went for the weekend and combined a visit to the kennels with a bit of shopping in Otaki.
We were lucky enough that Danielle had the time to show us around - we met all the hounds waiting for homes and took them all for a run in the paddock. We really enjoyed our visit and when I returned home my husband could not believe that I had come home without a hound!
Bindi has been with us for about 5 years now. She's got her place in the pack pretty well sorted. She loves getting about in the winter in her leopard skin coat for round town. She has some crazy animal hats and scarves that she gets around in sometimes too.