Showing posts with label Hops and parties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hops and parties. Show all posts

Monday, 13 March 2017

If I stay very still!

Spring is in the air and mischief is certainly on the mind of any self respecting terrier! Muffin is no exception. She has been outside in her yard soaking up the rare rays of sunshine and barking at any bird passing over which looks like it may have some food goodies in it's claws. She has found that this tactic, often results in the food being dropped in alarm.

She enjoyed a walk across the fields but got into a bit of a disagreement with the human male over a lambs tail. Muffin found it, fair and square and was not really keen on giving it up. Happily, it wasn't attached to the lamb still but it looked a bit unsavoury. Needless to say, that particular tug of war was over quickly with the human male claiming victory.

For now though, she is contemplating what tricks she can get up to after her tea. The seat she has chosen to ponder this, belongs to the human male. He got up about 30 seconds ago. Nothing like a nice warm seat to inspire terrier shenanigans. If she doesn't move, maybe nobody will spot her there. It is also a good place to take in cooking smells and try to guess what we are having for dinner. Muffin is now enjoying a mostly home cooked diet. We will shortly be adding some of her favourite recipes to the blog!

Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Muffy has been a very typical terrier today! She was having a long weekday walk with her male human. There is one area where she is allowed off lead because we can see all around. We will spot any potential stress triggers in time to put the lead back on. She is generally good with her recall. BUT, as with all terriers, she goes completely deaf, if a small furry distracts her. 

At the moment, the usually bare field is full of rapeseeds. You can still see around it and she hasn't been bothered about going into the field. Today however, she spotted a rabbit and took off into the field after it!  Over two hours later, she emerged looking in a sorry state. I don't think she had gotten herself lost because hubby said she would reappear periodically to check he was there then take off again.

I don't think we need words to explain why this poor little face with its sore patches of rubbed off fur, has been evoking lots of sympathy. Not enough to get her out of a visit to the vet though.

We are joining in the blogpaws Wordless Wednesday blog hop. Thanks for hosting

Monday, 20 July 2015

Tasmanian devils

I have never actually seen a Tasmanian devil in the house, but Muffin tells all her facebook pals, that they occasionally burst from pillows and dog beds causing a huge mess. Muffin is a bit put out that she gets the blame for the damage. 

I am not convinced that somehow a devil has found its way into the soft furnishings. Does anybody else have problems with these pesky critters?

Today we are joining the  Monday mischief blog hop hosted by
My Brown Newfies  Snoopy's dogs blog  Alfie's Blog  Thank you for hosting x


Thursday, 9 July 2015

Thankful Thursday

Today we are joining  Thankful Thursday Blog hop. We are thankful to Pepismartdog for hosting.


I am thankful that my family weren't put off by my unkempt look and decided to take me home to live with them.



I am thankful that I have rescued them from a dogless life. They are complete now. I am teaching them well.


Sunday, 5 July 2015

Black and white Sunday

Some days are just for laying in Dads arms and contemplating life


We are joining the Black and white sunday blog hop kindly hosted by Sugar and Nola

Friday, 3 July 2015

Perfect!

We are joining in Rascal and Rocco's pet parade hop and have chosen a poem for all dogs (especially terriers)



Your tail is too curly, Just like a pig
Your Manners are poor and you’re not very big
your legs are too short and they bend the wrong way
You snore in your bed at the end of the day


Your ears are too pointy, you look like a bat
You won’t wear a coat or a jumper or hat
Your fur is unruly it’s always in knots
You will roll on a dead thing, just after it rots


Your body is long, Like Gnashers, you’re tatty
But you don’t like the brush and can get a bit ratty
You grumble and swear if your dinner is late
Not a morsel of food will be left on your plate


Your eyes, they are covered you can’t see through your fur
You zoom through the house til you’re only a blur
Your temper is firey, you are quick to mouth off
You can pull on your lead til you splutter and cough


Your skittish outside when the night starts to fall
You sometimes won’t ‘leave it’ or ‘come’ when I call
You dance in the water no matter how dirty
You’re a little bit strange and your habits are quirky


Curled like a coil, that tail starts to wiggle
and it fills me with joy that bursts out in a  giggle
Your short legs are strong, you can run very fast
And you snore cos you learned, you can trust us, at last


When your bat ears point  high and your eyes fill with light,
I know you’ve heard Dad, coming home for the night
When you are smelly, you play in the bath
Jumping and splashing and making me laugh


Your body’s just right to fit curled  on my knee
Your fur’s  beautifully grey and as soft as can be
Whatever we feed you, we know you will finish
You eat all your meat and even your spinach


When your fur’s brushed away, your eyes, black like coal,
glisten and shine like your beautiful  soul
The barking’s  all bluster, but you'd die for your pack
The noise making up, for the stature you lack


You snuggle inside when the night starts to fall
and mostly you ‘leave it’ and ‘come’ when I call.
My terrier angel, My sweet contradiction,
Eclectic and beautiful, flawed, yet perfection






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Tuesday, 16 June 2015

Peek a boo




Wordless Wednesday blog hop entry. Thanks to Blog Paws for hosting.