Training Classes…

I suggested to M that I wanted to take Mazikeen to Puppy Training classes, not that I cannot train her without them, I have trained many dogs throughout my life and had dogs all of my life, so have no problem there.  However, I wanted to train her as befitting to her breed, and that of a gundog.  However, one of the places I found that would entertain my request was very militarian, which is not my style.  A dog should be able to have fun and not be treated as a machine.

Tonight I found a place not far away that does all kinds of classes including agility.  The dogs get certificates and rosettes for completing their courses, and always leave each session with a doggy treat bag.  The courses sound fun, so I have booked Mazikeen and me on the next course starting 29th, so two weeks Monday.  Looking forward to it, and I know she will have a great time.  There will be other dogs there so she can socialise with them.  She shies away from other dogs, which is odd as she comes from a large litter, the breeder had other breeds of dogs there too as well as the parents of Mazikeen.  She is far from shy in the house with Harper and has always been fine, but the other week we took her to the beach fields and she met another Springer and managed to slip her harness, and a few days after she met what we think was her brother, and shied away again.  We think the dog was her brother as he was the same age to the day, and I doubt there would have been another breeder local that had puppies born on the same day, it is feasible, but I somehow I think my instinct that they were related is on the mark.

Roll on 29th.

UK Holiday…

pexels-photo-166669.jpegI have been looking at booking a holiday cottage for M and me to go on, taking the dogs of course with us.  However, I am just not sure where to go!

So far I have been looking at Devon, Cornwall and the Cotswold.  I have been to Devon and Cornwall many times when I was a kid on family holidays, and I used to love going on the Lynton and Lynmouth Funicular Railway, and the long walk up and down the cliffs.  M has never been to that part of the UK, so I thought it may be nice for him to experience it.

Part of me thinks we should go to the Highlands of Scotland or the Brecons in South Wales as they are places I have not been to.  I have been all over North Wales, but never the South, and I have only ever been skiing in Scotland, so being up a mountain in winter with the sole purpose of skiing I never got to see any other part of the country.  Devon and Cornwall call to me as it will be a lot warmer, but then again with the British weather, one can never tell what it will be like.

I was also considering going back to Rome at the end of September, beginning of October as we both love the place, and would move there in a heartbeat if we had the chance.  But with any foreign break, we would have to leave the dogs in the kennels which is about £160 for the week, which is money that we could save by staying in the UK and taking the girls with us, and it saves them being stressed too, so a bit of a win-win if we stay here.

Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated…

Car Service…

First Service of my car, it seems like only yesterday when we bought the car, but a Year has passed in what seems like the blink of an eye.

The weather outside is shockingly cold and the ice like winds off the river would freeze the most hardy of people. So with that I have decided to sit in the showroom and wait for the hour or so to pass in the warmth with a cup of black decaf coffee, thankfully I have my kindle and they have WiFi here too, so all good.

One of the things I dislike about being here is that I see brand new cars and want to get a new one. That is what happened last year. I was looking at the latest X-Trail and quite honestly drooling over it as it was gorgeous. My car at the time was only two years old, in perfect condition and was a great car, but temptation took over and a few days later I drove out the showroom with a brand new X-Trail. Obviously I’d love a new one but we are going to keep this one for now, but mid to late next year we will look at getting a new one.

Sunday Limbo…

I am sure I am not the only one who thinks of Sunday as a bit of a limbo day.  I find Sundays a real pain in the arse.  The shops open their doors late, and close early, there is bugger all of the worth on the TV, and if feels like a wasted day, and by the time we get to bedtime, most of the day has been wasted from being busy doing nothing.

I like to relax on Sundays, but for some unknown reason that only the gods seem to be privy to, I never get the chance.  Today is no exception.  After waking at just after 5am as the dogs wanted to go out for toilet duties I ended up quite literally coughing my guts up, which went on for close to an hour.  After coughing, blowing my nose and retching and being close to vomiting, I eventually managed to go back to bed for a few hours sleep.  My sleep was broken yet again by the dogs, namely Mazikeen, who thought it was a good idea to lie on my head and pillow and promptly lick my face.  I endured this for a few moments, then got up and let her out in the garden for 5 minutes.  M was still in bed, so I decided to let him sleep as he had his sleep disturbed by me coughing.

I ate breakfast at my iMac whilst reading blogs and trying to keep the dogs from making too much noise as they played rough and tumble.  When M got up we had a brew and took the girls out for a walk.  That was followed by going to get the car washed.  I would do it myself, but it is a big car, and it is cold, so the high-tech automated car wash did the job for me.  The car is sprayed down and pre-jetwashed by a man, then the car goes onto the roller tracks and gets all its foam, wax, shield treatment and finally drying.  This we are used to as I use this from time to time when I do not get it valeted, but I forgot that Harper hates the jet wash and is quite aggressive towards the windows when it hits, and Mazikeen had never been in a car wash before and was totally terrified as she sat on M’s knee.  Needless to say, I will be going on my own next time.

When we got home I cleaned out the inside of the car as it badly needed it.  There was so much muck from the forest and sand from the beach that really the inside could have been considered outside.  I was not up for doing it after the bad night sleep and this cough that seems to be plaguing me, but, I had to do it as it is going for its first service on Tuesday as it is coming up to being a year old.  I do treat my car as a workhorse and the last time it was valeted was September before going to Ireland.

Next on the agenda was cleaning the house, then a big bowl of scouse.  For those who do not know, this is like a stew made from beef, potatoes, swede, carrots, onions, water, salt and pepper, it can be made with lamb too.

I had planned to sit about watching movies, sewing my sweater and generally relaxing, but that just has not happened.  Again, only the gods know why I cannot do what I plan to on a Sunday.  It is now dusk and I have not managed to do what I wanted.

On a more positive note, my diet is going okay and I have managed to lose 2 pounds this week.  Fingers crossed it keeps going that way.  It turns out that having no sugar is not that hard.  I have had decaf coffee and tea.  However, I have had some milk, a touch of skimmed in tea and semi-skimmed on my cornflakes this morning (along with chopped up banana and a drizzle of honey), but the point is, no refined sugar.  I did think that I would have lost more than just two pounds as I have cut out so much, but I am sure being early days it will keep dropping off me.  I still feel fat though!