The Suicide Mission

Well, Jess, well and truly had my heart in my mouth!

We was walking on a path next to a main road to get to a big open field for the girls to run on and the little pudding decided to walk, walk, walk…. Run left in a mad sprint into the main road!!!!!!!!

My heart beat 10 to the dozen and thankfully I had a strong grip on her leash, so she didn't go very far.

This was so unlike her though and she definitely got a shouting at as I calmed myself down. 

This little duck was then running round the field happy as larry. 

She gets a human bed to sleep on, chicken breast for dinner and an off leash run every day… little nutter ;)

My Grown Up Girl

I don't know what it is, but this year has been crazy with the highest highs and very very low lows. 

In that time, I feel like my little girl grew up, she's no longer that dog who puts up a fight to do what she wants, the unruly puppy who I loved so much but found her hard to control and trust sometimes…. this year though, that changed, she's still a puppy at heart, but she's grown up, she's in tune with me, she listens to her commands (unless we're leash walking, but no one is perfect ;) ) We work as a team now. 

That friendship bond I had always had with Jess, where she is more a friend than anything else, I can now honestly say is what I get with Molly. 

6 Years with a teenage pup who is now her own person. I love her so much! 

Molly's sixth Birthday

Can you believe it!?!??!

My little slug… my little pig, pup dup, puppy, Boll Boll has turned SIX years old!!

I find it sad when my dogs get a little older, it's a bit like nearing the next decade for humans, thirties, forties and so on... but I always make sure we have an amazing day!

Molly's Birthday consisted of an extra long walk and the field and the path, snuggles, birthday singing (yes I sang) and a baked Pumpkin and peanut butter loaf, which she loves!

I am so grateful to have my girls in my life. Here is to many more Birthdays and celebrations! 

zoomies

if I could tell you just one moment when Jess is at her craziest then zoomie time would be it.

When we're at the field on our daily walks she will just randomly run crazily in circles, figure of eight, dodging Molly, face like a crazy pup... and she looks so happy! I love it. Watching her be so happy and free makes me happy and free. It's my favourite part of seeing Jess on a walk.

Dog Camp

The time is getting closer and closer.... I leave for Mexico soon for my Brothers wedding. I am beyond excited and looking forward to having this time to relax, eat and have a ridiculous amount of fun, having said that I'm so anxious as my beautiful girls have to stay at home in England. Obviously I can't bring them on an 11 hour flight to stay at a resort, cost and sheer craziness wouldn't allow it... although I have thought of it ;)

I am sending them to Doggie Camp, it's a farm and they had a brief stay for 3 nights in July when I went to York for a graduation. I really do not have anything bad to say about the camp, Molly's confidence grew ten-fold in just 4 short days, they smelt like a dog through and through when I picked them up but they seemed happy and not stressed, which is all I ask for really.

I did bother them a bit by ringing in the evenings to check on them... I'm guessing I'll be spending money on expensive phone calls when I'm in Mexico too ;)

The thing I am worried about is that I have never gone 2 weeks without them in the entire time they have been part of my life... for Molly, that is the moment she was born! If it wasn't that it was for my Brothers wedding I would have definitely only been away for one week maximum.

So lets see how it goes... I'm hoping when I go to collect J&M they're going to stick like a dog, huge grin and be happy, happy, happy! My girls have gone to three holiday camps in there time and people normally ask me how do I know whether they enjoy it or hate it... I just know! The first one they went to, I spent a fortune! It was the most expensive in the area and named the 'dog hotel'... when I picked the girls up, they was stressed, yelping and strangely, ran straight past me trying to get in the car. I never ever took them back there again (they also misplaced an expensive blanket of mine and said it was my own risk by sending it to them, I said I sent it with the dogs so they had the smell of home, and they told me they misplaced it when they was washing it.... shocking and I'm still annoyed at that company many years later).

The last two they've been too, they came out, ran straight to me, tails wagging... that's how I know. You learn to read your dogs behaviour whilst they're still in the dog camp setting.

The third camp they went to is the one we are revisiting. I'm nervous and I know I will miss them so so much, two weeks in luxury and they are the best thing to want to come home too!

Jess's sixth birthday/gotcha day celebrations :)

Today, September 28th 2014 is officially six wonderful, hard, crazy, amazing years since my Jess came in to my life. 

She is my world, my baby, best friend and confidante. My protector. 

I have told the story countless times on when I first lapped eyes on the skinny 12kg, tan, staffy cross in Manchester Dogs Home. She was in the second cage, first one you see when you walk through the door when entering adoption row. She shared a cage with 2 other dogs and apparently wasn't very fond of one of them... stubborn missy from the get-go ;)

She got kennel cough on our first night and was so snotty, coughing, wheezing, my poor baby. 

Over time she taught me so much, about second chances, rescue dogs, the past doesn't define our future, happiness, growing up, friendship and caring for others.

Today has consisted of eating birthday pupcakes (carrot, peanut butter, honey & cheese... they are a massive success), having a long walk, dinner was chicken breast, sweet potato, sausage and a few vegetables for good measure, presents and some goats milk to end it off :) 

I cannot wait to experience many more years with my little pudding. 

5 Reasons Life is Better with a Dog

1. They are your best friend. will listen to you moaning, sit with you when you're poorly and run with you whilst you're happy. Not many human friends are capable of being that flexible to your moods.

2. They finish off your leftover food. I'm sorry but yes I am sometimes guilty with this. As a general rule of thumb my girls have a very good diet but they're foodies and when leftovers are going and no baddies are in the ingredients (onions, grapes, chocolate etc), then yep, rather than the bin, J&M clean it up!

3. They get me outside so much more than I ever would have without them. Days when I was affected with depression, they were the sole reason for getting me out of bed and in my trainers for a walk. On good days, they are my reason for exploring new places, being with nature, being active.

4. I have learnt to appreciate that they are all individuals with different needs, likes and dislikes.
People who do not have a dog, or any pet for that matter, never seem to understand what goes in to owning one. It is hard work, expensive and on occasions frustrating but I wouldn't swap it for a million pound. Being an owner of two crazy puppies for almost 6 years, I have come to realise that they are different just like human beings, I appreciate animals and understand them so much more than I ever would have. They experience happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy and so many other emotions us humans also experience. It's such an eye opener.

5. They will love you. Unconditional love, until they take there final breathe. My girls have seen me go through every emotion in the world, they have seen me happy, sad, angry, you name it and they still love me. They wake up every morning and wag there tails as soon as they see me, they forgive me if I've missed a walk or when I wasn't well, they cared for me, kept me company, helped me feel safe and in general loved me when I was at my lowest. I miss them when I go to work. I miss them when I go out without them. I love them more than I love most people. They're my family and I can honestly say I would die to keep them safe. For an animal to give and receive that love when they cannot use words to gain it, truly shows how incredible they are. I am so lucky.

a dog roll

Jess is an avid dog roller. poop, worms, mud, grass... it's all good in her books!

A funny story on this is when I was SO excited her ditzypet collar came in the post. It's a beautiful pink floral collar that I just think suited my perfect princess to a T.

Little did I remember her rolling habit, the one boyish trait she carries!

First run on the field with her brand spanking new collar on and Jess finds the sloppiest poop on the field... and rolls right in to it!

Now I'm fairly used to this and Jess has rolled in poop before.. but not to this extent! There was loads of it and it went everywhere. So much so that she was banned from the car and was forced to walk home with my Dad and then marched straight up for a shower when she got home.

Mucky Pup.... that should be her new nickname!

Exerting oneself is not a good idea!

This past weekend as the weather was so nice me, Jess and Molly spent extra time at the field, I got Molly a new frisbee as the ones I picked up at Crufts were exactly what you expect when you get something for free! 

Now, this new frisbee, she absolutely loves it! She rolls over in her enthusiasm to get it, leaps in the air with so much energy in the hope to catch it and she will keep on going until I can see she needs a break. 

Well she did that both today and yesterday and now my poor little puppy now seems to be aching all over. I feel so bad, she's on a rest day tomorrow, no fetch just a light leashed stroll whilst her muscles relax again and hopefully we can be back at the field again in a couple of days when she's back to being rip top condition