Saturday, 9 August 2008

A Happy Anniversary!

Today marks the day a year ago that a certain little black thing came to stay.

Tilly thought her new home was OK, and has been hanging around ever since.....

She's gone from being a nervous, scrawny, eel-like thing with a scarred leg, to being a confident little bundle of joy.

She's put up with tears, lunacy, and a fairly chaotic home-life. And that's just in the first year.

She still likes to be independant, and can get a little feisty with dominant bitches who don't show her due reverance.

She bounces around all day without a care in the world, happily accepting any attention I give her, and not really complaining too much when things don't go her way.

She's sleek, beautiful, cute, funny, fast, and frighteningly bright.

Best of all.....

She's mine.

Thursday, 7 August 2008

We Interupt This Blog To Bring You.........

......the dreadful news that Simon Gray has died at the age of 71.

I can't believe it. I don't usually give a hoot when a 'celebrity' that I don't personally know dies, but this chap was a genius in my eyes. An amazing playwright, author, and all-round character. I'm devastated.

Oh well, (ab)normal service will resume shortly. He did have dogs though......

Saturday, 2 August 2008

It's been a strange year. To say that I've been in an emotional maelstrom would be an understatement.

The first anniversary of Princes death was pretty tough, although I seemed to deal with it in my usual upside-down way. For the few days before I thought I was going to be OK, and was fairly philosophical. And then on the day itself, I fell apart without warning. Almost as though someone had whispered in my ear that it had just happened. I was as though all the shock, disbelief and pain from a year ago had been introduced again. One of the many things I've learned over the past year is that I'm useless at dealing with grief, and still don't seem to be able to accept what happened and move forward.

Whilst I'm on the subject of grief, I have to mention Brian and Kerrio over at Blogs from the Dogs. They've lost two of their wonderful pack in the space of a couple of weeks - Megan, and then Kubrin only a couple of days ago. How do you deal with that? My heart goes out to them - they must be falling apart at the moment.

Tilly has been my saviour over the past year. I'm now approaching a much happier anniversary, that of Tillys' arrival nearly a year ago. She's simply wonderful. An absolute joy. Unless you're a rabbit, of course.

I've lost count of the number of times I've been out walking, as miserable as sin, and I've glanced ahead to see her cavorting with another dog or simple streaking into the undergrowth, and smiled a truly happy smile. I don't do that very often now, and when I do it's almost invariably Tilly that prompts it.

She's made great progress over the past year. Gone are the days of her being scared of traffic, unreliable with horses, and a terror off the lead. Her recall is amazing, even if she still likes to be a mile ahead, and she's becoming a bit of a secret softy. But don't tell anyone.

Thanks for all your kind comments and ongoing support. I might be around a little more over the next few weeks, but I'll save that for next time. Oh, and I promise - no more overly maudlin posts!!