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Monthly Archives: November 2014
what the hell is that?
I sniff it carefully. Imagine a very fat fly about the size of a dustbin. Imagine a ridged proboscis two or three metres long. Then imagine the buzz that it makes. I sniff it very carefully. From … Continue reading
a trip with Isis
Off to RSPCA Newbrook Farm again yesterday for a check-up. The sun is glaring at the front door. Isis tries to hide and has to be carried to the car. Once at Newbrook she will only walk in the … Continue reading
the perfect walk
Sunday November 16th We have a perfect walk in Highbury Park. Isis takes the initiative. She jumps eagerly from the car. She leaves the car park, crosses the path and ventures onto the grass. Isis, I could hug you! … Continue reading
wow, I’m knackered
I have been very busy tonight. We’ve played fighting bears (I won), squeak the badger and empty the bin. After all my exertions, Boss is giving me two days off while we work … Continue reading
enter Hannah
On Sunday September 21st Hannah, local animal behaviourist, (www.pawfectdogsense.com) began her autumn sessions in Kings Heath Park. Isis and I attended and Hannah introduced us to clicker training. Cheese in abundance. Isis was happy in the class. Unfortunately, after … Continue reading
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vets, feet and bottoms
Isis has rages. She flies round like an orbiting demon, growling, snarling and grabbing at her back foot. She frequently tears out clumps of hair. These rages are unpredictable, not having an apparent trigger, unlike the mealtime rages which … Continue reading
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Tagged anal glands, damaged claw, deaf/blind dog/ RSPCA, Hibiscrub, Isis is muzzled
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dog on the bottle
Isis has discovered – or perhaps rediscovered – plastic bottles. The first had contained Jo’s Lucozade. The second is a large milk bottle which must still smell of milk. I give it to her. She ignores … Continue reading
Oh, Isis
After Saturday’s trauma, and before attending the walk-in GP clinic in Katie Road, I drive again to the park so that Isis can have a walk. But, not surprisingly, Isis doesn’t want to walk. I urge her on. She … Continue reading
wet day and onesies
Last week. A foul weather morning and here they are: Isis in her skew-whiff spotty mac (today we don’t like elastic round our back legs) noble Conchobar in blue, and the delightful Nancy and Rufus in … Continue reading
a horrible day
Sunday No post late last night/early hours this morning. Exhausted. And sore. Today is bright and clear. Not like yesterday: a horrible Saturday. We had set off for Kings Heath Park, Isis tethered to her safety belt as usual. … Continue reading
Posted in twirling
Tagged blind dog's rage, deaf/blind dog, dog bites in pain, Isis freaks out
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