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Sut mae. Kendo dyma er not sure if I should do this in Cymreag or English. I suppose as the boss' Welsh is bloody 'opeless, it should be English but I'm a Welsh dog so I think in Welsh. I've been here since the beginning of April and apart from one or two unfortunate incidents, it's great. Despite what 'im next door says, I am part Border Collie, probably a lot more than others, at least I'm black and white and not vertically challenged like some not a million miles away |
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Not a lot happening today. I've been for lots of long walks and seen a lot of sheep. Can't say I'm that fond of sheep. I'm not prejudiced, I just don't think they're very interesting animals and anyway I'm not really supposed to have anything to do with them. One of the incidents I briefly referred to in my intro was to do with sheep but I'd sooner not go into any more detail if you don't mind. Suffice it to say if the sheep get into our fields, I'm not the boss's first choice of sheep dog. No that's her job, the squirt. Despite her size -- or lack of it -- she's a 'proper' sheepdog. She's had the training, see, knows what the boss wants her to do. I've tried to get her to tell me the tricks of the trade but she won't, says she doesn't think it's something I could master at my age and with my lack of 'breeding'. Cheeky mare. My favourite picture of me.
It's my favourite because it's the one that sold me to my new people. I'm not saying that my life was terrible and grim before, just that it's good here. |
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Is it really August. Time passes, I suppose. I've been here for a little bit over sixteen weeks. It feels like home now even though there are still things that I'm not allowed to do, unaccomp... on my own. I suppose that will come when they trust me a bit more. I was talking to Reggie yesterday and he said that the old lady dog -- he would never call her or even the squirt a bitch because he doesn't think that's a polite word -- used to go off lead on the lane, especially when she was with the bloke boss. I think I would like to do that. Maybe, when I've been here longer than I've been anywhere else, I'll be able to do that. I have dreams sometimes where my old people come and say they want me back. I know that won't happen, I'm not completely daft but in my dreams I don't want to go back with them and that makes me feel guilty because I suppose they might still love me. Oh well, dreams are daft anyway. |
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She's been droning on about those sheep for days. Alright, so for a pup her age it's good, yes, but she's not the only one here who has sheep dog blood in her. I'm a cross bred, yes but I'm still border collie somewhere in my background. Maybe one day the lady boss will let me have a go but that won't be for awhile yet. |
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Went for a really long walk today and had to sit on the side of the road as a car went past. I'm used to that. When we were coming back just about to cross the bridge, we saw the car coming back. I sat in the gate entrance far back from the road to let him pass and beggar me, they stop.Two people get out; a bloke and a young girl and the bloke bends down and starts making a fuss of me. I was shocked. People don't do that. I mean the bosses do, they're always making a big fuss of us, but not total strangers, stroking your head and sayin' what beautiful eyes you've got. It was embarrassing, especially from a bloke. The girl was nice, she smelled sweet and she was pretty. I didn't mind her stroking my 'ead but I was a bit worried about him, I must admit. Even the lady boss said that I was different to the squirt, only she didn't call her the squirt, she calls her Phoebe or the puppy. Anyway, these folk seemed to like me. I hope that doesn't mean that I'll be leaving here. I mean my people liked me and I left where I was and came to them. No, they wouldn't do that to me. They love me. |
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I don't know why he's laughing at her the way he is. Not everybody has his experience of life. I don't know how I would react if I ever met one of the spiny ones. What they all seem to forget is that she's only a baby. They were babies once. Even Reggie was a kitten and all right so she's in your face all the time but, fair play to her, she does stop if she's really told and it's a stage we've all been through. You grow up and stop acting like a prat, well, some of us do. |
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Aug 17 Monday, I think.. Time has a habit of slipping away from me here but that's a good thing it means I can rely on things and people. I know that people aren't going to give me away or leave me in a place that I find confusing. I don't do complicated., I'm not that sort of dog. Straight down the middle me, no agenders just food, exercise and lots of love and that's me. I don't do a lot of deep thinking about my role in life. I'm here and I'm happy to be here and that's really all any dog can ask for out of life to be in a place where he wants to be with people and other animals who want him to be there. |
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Aug 25 I've been here for nearly five months. The weather isn't that good at the moment but we are still going for our long walks. I met a very nice lady dog today, Meg her name was and she was very pleasant to speak to. Two people with her both ladies and they did make a big fuss of me and my lady boss, she told them my story and how I was doing so well. Very nice people around here and nice dogs too. |
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