Category Archives: twirling

monster in the kitchen

  Holiday journal   Monday December 29th part 2   A satisfied dog returns from the beach and sleeps. That’s better. The trouble begins when we return from our evening walk. There is something very spooky going on in the … Continue reading

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high as a kite

  Holiday journal   Monday December 29th part 1 Isis awakes before seven. Sigh. She needs a pee and is full of nervous energy I need sleep  and am not full of energy, nervous or otherwise. I have a stiff … Continue reading

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who’ll crack first?

  Wednesday Back to Newbrook Farm (RSPCA Birmingham) again today. Even though our appointment is at 8.10 a.m. the traffic is already nose to tail in Kings Norton and Cotteridge. We arrive with two minutes left to walk up the … Continue reading

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Isis strikes again

  Monday A bright ball of sun hangs low in the sky. In the park Isis is jumpy.     As usual, I encourage her to approach and sniff the things which startle her. Sometimes she flinches and seeks the … Continue reading

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¶ d’ya wanna daaaaaance?

  Sunday   Do I want to dance? Well, certainly not all the way round Highbury Park. And not for an hour and twenty minutes. Today was a park twirling day. We’ve not had one of these before. I hope … Continue reading

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aftermath

  Wednesday Yesterday was horrible. I had removed Isis’s Buster collar to put her harness on and when she began spinning and tearing at herself there was no stopping her. Holding her increased her rage. She tore at her right … Continue reading

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night fright

  In the summer when she first came Isis had no problem with popping out in the garden on her own for a pre-bedtime pee. For several weeks now though she has been fearful of the dark. One night I … Continue reading

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a day in the life of a dog

  A much calmer day today. One might almost call it normal – almost. Isis elected to sleep downstairs last night. Perhaps she needed her own space to recover from last night’s frenzy. I go downstairs in my lovely new … Continue reading

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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

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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

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