I just can't believe that more than a month has passed since I posted the photo of Mowgli in the washing machine!
Well, those of you who follow my Sister's blog will have read her exciting news about the adoption approval. I know
Denise and Mr Bun will be superb parents and I am eagerly awaiting becoming an Aunty again to some special little souls. Now that all the children in our family are in their teens or early twenties, it will be lovely to hear the warming tones of children laughing and playing at family get-togethers. How different next Christmas will be! My youngest daughter is the current youngest grandchild at sixteen; when Denise asked her how she felt about not being the youngest anymore, she said: "Oh well, you had all better make the most of it, whilst you still can! Bring it on!"
Talking of adoption, I have recently been approved too, not to adopt a child, but for a bundle of canine fun and energy! Just under three weeks ago, we brought home Rosie.
A big thank you to the
Four Paws charity for allowing me to adopt Rosie, (formerly Nica), and for the wonderful work they do fostering and rehoming hundreds of abandoned and unwanted animals.
Rosie is a Labrador cross Husky and is keeping me on my toes! She is just five months old, has had very little training so far but is very affectionate and intelligent, and I think she will be the kind of dog that my darling Misha would have been proud to have known and would have loved to play with.
Some people may think that I've rushed into getting a dog again but it felt like the right time for me. At times, such as when Rosie mangled my glasses and pooped at the top of the stairs, I have thought: "What have I done?" But then I remember when Misha, at only a few months older, decided to play catch in the garden with my husband's handheld Palm database - amazingly the Palm survived!
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| Quick! Hide me, that dog is coming! |
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| Bless! Rosie, oh soo sweet when she is sleeping! |
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| Ssh! Don't tell that darn dog where I am! |
And then there are the times when Mowgli runs up to Rosie and smacks her on the nose. She rises to the bait and gives chase, and yes, I know, the dog is not supposed to chase the cat but sometimes it all happens so fast that I'm left reeling, not knowing which way to turn! Reminding me of a few years ago, when we were having tea with a work friend of Hubby's. Polite conversation was flowing, cakes were being consumed when all of a sudden we heard an almighty rumpus coming from their back garden. Misha had decided to chase some chickens. They didn't tell us they kept free range chickens! We never did get any eggs.
Oh the joys of having a puppy! More news will follow shortly...
In her sixteen months of life she has seen many changes; some for the best and some sadly not. She was the 'product' of a money-making breeding exercise at one of those infamous Welsh puppy farms, a Labrador Husky cross. Puppy Rosie, or Nica as she was known then, was bought by a young couple with a baby living in a flat. Surprise, surprise, they couldn't cope and she was given up for adoption to the Four Paws Charity based in South Wales. Thankfully, her original owners did the right thing by giving her to the charity and not simply abandoning her. Hundreds of dogs are abandoned in the UK and Ireland every year. Our dear departed dog, Misha, was abandoned as a puppy. When will some people realise that they cannot treat these lovely animals as little more than trash? It makes me so angry.
