She´s having fun again!
Anybody who has been following this blog for a while will surely recognise our lovely Linda. We sorely miss her, but are secure in the knowledge that she is extremely well taken care of by some wonderful people in Germany. Thank you, Denise and family!
Yes, here you can enjoy some more photographs, sent to me by her new family. She seems to be having lots of fun playing in the water.
The lovely, nice lady who adopted Linda is sending me pictures of her on a regular basis and our little Miss Pretty seems to be having a whale of a time in the snow, in Germany with her new family. Enjoy the photographs! The first two are where Linda is taking a stroll with 12 other dogs and the third is of her waiting for some kind soul to throw her little ball, so she could then run after it. I miss you, Girl!
I’m still missing Linda sorely every day,but I just recieved a picture of her playing with a new-found friend in the snow in Germany and this gladdens my heart. She is in a warm house, surrounded my people, who love her and is walked and fed on a regular basis.
Sorry, folks, no sound!I look like the idiot that I am, but what the hey! Isn’t she a beauty though!!
Did I tell you that Linda almost gave me a heart attack about a week ago? I’m going to get as many Linda-stories in as I can, before she takes leave of me for good, going to her new home in Germany. Every morning, I open one eye and already with my left hand I take Linda’s lead to take her for a wee and her morning doodahs. This particular morning I was in a bit of a hurry, because I myself had an appointment with Mrs. Nature, who can be a cantankerous old cow. She is prone to some nasty practical jokes, if you keep her waiting. I assure you that I am not being facetious, when I say this!
But Linda wouldn’t have none of it and took her merry time, as per usual. There was an elderly couple that she insisted on saying hello to. The man was sitting down on a bench by the side of the road and his wife(of long-standing, one would suppose) was appropriately standing by his side. Linda sniffed the gentleman’s hand and he petted her and his wife smiled in appreciation. After Her Majesty had done the necessary, we headed back to West Virginia or thereabouts, anyway.. homeward bound! But I digress and I shouldn’t do that, seeing as I had an appointment.
On our way back, the couple was coming from the opposite direction and my dog recognised the friendly gentleman. This time however, she put her two paws and her full sixty-four pound weight on the little old lady’s chest and toppled her over! What happened next, I perceived as if it were in slow motion. There was a big rock behind the lady and she plopped down on it, using it for a chair, so to speak. But then she started falling sideways. Thank the heavens that her husband came to the rescue and straightened her up. My heart was beating like a jack hammer! I should have sprung to the lady’s aid pronto, but I seemed to be paralysed.
Fortunately, the woman was unharmed and tut-tutted that I should not make a big deal out of it. However, all the while, I was envisaging all that could have happened! You know that some old people have brittle bones. The lady might have broken her pelvis or some other bones. Linda was unaware of any mishap, but I was a mess. All the ramifications of the consequences of what might have come to pass went through my mind again and again. I will not enumerate them here, because I still feel faint, whenever I think of it. Linda managed to drag me home and it took the rest of the day to see me right.
I shall care extraordinary care, whenever I meet octogenarians on the road, whilst accompanied by this pooch, I can tell you that! Let me just state, for the record, that Linda meant to harm whatsoever. She is a year old and is boisterous and wants to play. That is all. It is only that she doesn’t know her own strength!
That very same evening, I took Madam to the beach, where I take her off the lead, because nothing untoward can possibly happen there! Or can it? We were on our way back and Linda was about fifty yards in front of me. It was pitch dark, because there was no moon out. All of a sudden I hear somebody shouting in Spanish to get this blasted dog out of his vicinity. I run towards the mayhem and would do I see(and hear!)? A lone man was fishing and had thrown his catch on the ground next to his feet. Linda thought this very considerate of the angler, for leaving a lovely snack there for her.
The man was not enthused, to use an understatement. He shouted that he was supposed to sell these! His swearing was quite colourful, let me tell you! I apologised profusely and dragged Pooch-who-was-in-a-pickle-now away from there. The worst thing was that I had such a hard time refraining from really laughing out loud at this hilarious episode. I fervently scolded her, for the man’s sake. But when we were out of hearing I fell over laughing and Linda licked me merrily, with a breath that was not very aromatic. Or rather it was, but not in a rosy way! So far for the tales of Linda for this day, folks.
Well, this was certainly a first in Ralphie’s life! Have you ever been awakened by something or somebody licking your feet? I have, this morning! I was right in the middle of dreaming a now forgotten dream of astounding inconsequentiality, when the realisation pierced the wall of my fuzziness that something strange was going on around my southern extremities. How about them onions!? Continue reading
I was taking Linda for a walk today and she behaved like a lady for once! It seemed as if everybody and their respective dogs were out at the same time, which necessitated my keeping a sharp lookout. I do not know how much Linda weighs, but once or twice she nearly pulled me over, when she pulls over to sniff something or someone.
She was taking a leak on a piece of municipal lawn, which is strictly speaking illegal, but what the hey, it’s better than her pissing on the pavement, is it not? And I spotted an elderly gentleman coming to meet us, accompanied by a big Labrador. I was already ready to hold Linda on a short lead, when I noticed that the man was holding a rectangle to walk his dog, indicating that he was blind(I deduced). It was a lucky stroke indeed that I had my morning coffee already and was not stumbling around in the twilight zone today! Continue reading
I’ve done it now, I’ve reached the end of my tether! Ralphie is ready for his cremation or interment. The only thing holding me up now is this three-inch nail that I inadvertently sat on. For the doubting Thomases, I would like to state that I am NOT Norwegian and I have not yet turned blue! I might be hibernating though…
I thought there was something slightly off canter this morning. The world did not look like its bright cheery self today. Even the sunshine looked gray! My dog Linda looked at me in a funny way aswell, come to think of it. I had been up for hours…. when I realised that I had not had my morning coffee yet! This was after linda had finally taken pity on me and had sniffed my coffee mug with an air of: try this! What is the world coming to, when a body starts to forget even his addictions, I ask you!?
But kelp is on the way, the kettler is pruttling… mmmm…even my rubbish sounds rubbish..
I’ll have to get back to you after I’ve had at least my first sip! Continue reading
As some of you may already know, Linda is my dog. She’s a mix between a German shepherd and a Husky. I’m her pal and she’s my boss, sort of… No skiving off or shilly-shallying for me, when Her Majesty needs her wee! I am bound hand and foot to her every whim. Luckily, I love her to bits, as she does me. Here I am again dallying, when I should be dillying! To procrastinate and vacillate seems to have become my favourite pass-time. *sigh* Continue reading