Friday, November 24, 2006
As some of you may know, we live in a seriously animal filled house.Well, recently, Tess, probably the sweetest poochy you could ever hope to meet, had become ill, being sick quite frequently. The vet said it was largely down to her age, and that her kidneys were starting to fail, but that she probably had a reasonable ammount of time left.
Unfortunatly, in her weakened condition, her hind legs gave out on her, after which she declined rapidly.
I sat up with her for most of monday night, as she was having a rough time and getting quite distressed, and by tuesday evening, the family decided unanimously that as she wasn't going to get any better, it would be wrong to let her try and struggle on.
So around 6 o'clock we took her to the local vet, who's known her for years, and he helped her to slip away peacefully.
We miss you hugely Tess. A pooch in a million.
Needless to say, we've all been very upset, and Andrea, who's had her for 15 years is absolutely heart broken.
So, knowing full well that it's impossible to replace Tess, but also that something was needed to fill the huge dog shaped hole in the house, Andrea and I went to the local dog sanctuary this afternoon.
The idea was that we'd just look at adult dogs of around a year or so old, without actually intending to bring one home. Once there, we looked along the line of kennels, and though there were a couple that were nice, they didn't really shout out to us "I'm your dog!"
Now when we arrived, the guy who was taking us around had asked if we wanted a puppy, as they had one left from a litter, but we'd said no, we wanted something older. However, for the sake of completeness, just before we left, we decided to take a look at said puppy anyway.
You know... as we wakled up to the cage/hennel he was in, he came running up to the bars, and the instant we saw him, we knew, this was our dog.
So, welcome Max (aka Max Poopy, as he produces maximum poopage), the cutest little Staffy cross.
Labels: animals, bereavement, dogs, photos
Steve 12:50 AM [+] (0) comments
Friday, November 03, 2006
Ye-gods, what a day. I've never known one quite like it for animal related mayhem.The day started being greeted by Cat, dragging his arse along the carpet. A sure sign that he'd left us a present... but I couldn't find one.
Later, he enters a battle of wills with me over where he was gonna pee. He said the bed. I said his litter tray. I won, but only after removing him from the bed in the nick of time.... 5 times.
At lunch time the dog decided to throw her guts up right in front of me, while I was eating. Needless to say, I moved upstairs to the bedroom to finish my meal.
Unfortunately, while I was eating, I spotted the gift Cat had left for us earlier.
We're now minus one rug.
So having sorted everything out, I make myself comfortable and sit down to watch a film, only to be interrupted by the postman, bringing two armfulls of parcels. Now that isn't animal related, but the feathers floating all over the place as I brought the parcels in were. One of the other cats... the small stripey one, I'll wager, had caught, killed and eaten a pigeon, and scattered it's feathers over the entirety of downstairs. I have photographic evidence to prove the scale of the featherage.
So.... what's next? The day is still young.
What next indeed.
Seems reports of the bird's demise were somewhat exaggerated.
Not a pigeon either.
Labels: animals, cats, dogs, photos
Steve 3:04 PM [+] (0) comments
So many things I should've blogged about.
Holidays and long weekends, birthdays, exotic additions to my computer and games console collection.
None got a look in, in the end. I've just been too occupied with life.
This one just has to get a mention though
After around 15 months since Stupid went awol, Andrea decided it was time I had a new cat. So along with his brother, who's gone to Andrea's older daughter, Andrea brought home this little bundle of mayhem.
His name's Cat. Pretty imaginative, huh?
Steve 12:32 AM [+] (0) comments
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