it's a good life

well the day started off well, with me chasing maddie up and down the street..(sigh). I wouldn't mind as it was 9am so nobody around, only she had escaped from the garden (B & Q here we come) and was after the cat. That means she was bouncing through everyone's back gardens, barking away.. not what you want at 9am on a Saturday!

Tonight I took Murphy and Maddie up to the playing fields to throw tennis balls for Maddie. Murphy gets bored with that so ran for the first ball and then spent the time eating it. All in all he lost one ball (or ate it), ate the second and Maddie destroyed the third. (sigh. again.) They weren't proper tennis balls, they're pet toys and they don't withstand much enthusiastic masticating!

Then Murphy decided he didnt want his lead back on so we had a tug of war with it (which he won) before I dragged them off down the road... - dogs, who needs 'em?!

Riverside report

I was a wee bit late this morning so murfs and mads got a bit of a bum deal- they were put into their walking harnesses and put in the car then I had to go and pick up Feen so all they got was a ride in the car then home. Oops- so I took them down the river later on, I ended up very wet and not a little muddy! Still I was getting over it and the walk would have passed off without incident til we got back to the carpark - not the usual one as it was full- and maddie decided to go for a wee wander instead of getting in the car. Unfortunately she's never really learned about hedges so today her lessons began... Tried to treat it as a wall and climbed up it but when her "flyin leap
and a scramble" tecnique got to the top we had a problem. Her weight pulled the hesg away from the wall and she fell down between the two! Never one to meekly await rescue, she tried the same techniqe to get back out, accompanied by a new one of simply pushing... And ended up stuck half way through the hedge with her head poking out! I was considering pushing her back in to lift her up but she decided brute force was the answer and just went for it- freeing herself ( into my arms and thence the car, tout de suite!), leaving a very woebegone and battered looking hedge hanging off the wall and with holes in it. I tried to fix it but not really possible, so I snuck off and hoped nobody was watching. Oops again. I think we'll avoid that carpark for a while!

canine capers

first of all, I acknowledge it's been five months since I put something up here - I've given up apologising as there's probably no-one to apologise to, and what am I saying sorry for? Not boring you for five months? I've been too busy keeping Facebook updated and trying to get my assignments in on time; then when I have plenty of time I always thonk of something else to do (can't think what at the moment).

Now I'm trying to cut down on the dissertation, still 15,000 words to lose... in the meantime Murphy has entered on a new period in his life - gigolo. Having spent about 8 months being bothered, bullied and beaten to the ball by that monster puppy Maddie, she's now come into season and decided she wants Murphy as the father of her own puppies! I haven't broken it to them it would be the miracle birth (or nightmare) and it's certainly not putting Murpy off trying.

I've been typing away on the subject of libraries, theological collections and the aristocracy of Scotland, with the two of them humping away immediately behind my chair... it's very distracting! Yesterday they were in the garden at it (unbeknownst to me) and got into what apparently is a common fankle - coitus interrupted - or not, more like! High drama on a sunny Sunday morning! Why am I always the only one in the house when these things happen? Anyway, I got the two of them apart and they went off to lick their wounds etc. Not that they remember it today, we had to keep them apart this morning. I had them on either side of the glass door at the back and they were lovelorn - nose to nose through the glass... luckily the mood's worn off this afternoon, she's back to chewing Richard's slipper and Murphy's back to dosing by (or on) the sofa.

Tune in next week...