Shaved Dog

Matthew is home for the holidays and first things first, we had to pick up a shaved Podge from the vet. Thank goodness, it wasn't as bad as it looked. All the bites missed all the vital organs. Podge is one lucky dog. Just hope that he has learnt his lesson and not go running around the neighbourhood, as I can't afford his vet bills.

Big Dog Attack

Ouch, this is not good. For the last 5 years we have been looking after my brothers dog Orion, a cross Jack Russel and a Pug. Temporary became permanent and we changed his name to Podge as he was  obese from living the good life with my brother. After a balanced diet, Podge was soon back to an healthy weight but remained naughty.

Lately Podge has been climbing over our fence, and whatever I did never seemed to work as Podge just found a new way out. Once when arriving home, we found him 2 blocks away and when he saw us, he simply just turned and ran all the way home. 

This evening when we were about to go out for a neighborhood patrol after arriving home, I saw Podge by the front gate looking all sorry for himself. He is supposed to be at the back, and must have escaped again. I was going to chase him back when I saw that Podge wasn't himself. Upon investigating I saw that he had bite marks all over him, so instead of the patrol we rushed Podge to the vet. 

Save Your Kisses for Me

The old song, "Save your kisses for me" is appropriate when Podge met his old owner after a long time. Anthony, my brother along with his wife Helene, came for a braai at our home. Podge used to be his and called Orion at the time but Anthony had to give him up when he got married because their new home did not allow animals. So Orion came to us.

Orion was overweight when he arrived to stay with us and hence his name changed to Podge. As you can see Podge is ecstatic to see Anthony again and showered him with kisses.

Not All What It Seems

My remaining pack of 3 Italian Greyhounds and a rescue Jack Russell, were way overdue for their walk but I am now so scared going out of our haven, in case one of my dogs pick up something. But I was torn between my grief from my loss of Skye and the ignoring the rest of my pack. Time to wake up and smell the roses, it time to walk my pack again and get a life.

Arriving at the Kingfisher Park in Fourways, I found the park in a bad state with grass so long that it I could not dare allow my pack walk there. It was getting late in the afternoon and I wasn’t in the mood to drive to Delta or Emmerentia so I eventually ended up at the Lonehill Park. I haven't been there for over 5 years because it wasn't friendly to Italian Greyhounds due to no fencing at the roads at either end and Maxy loved to just run and run. But this time I am very confident with my pack will stay close to me and listen.

I was pleasantly surprise how beautiful it was there. My pack behaved and stayed close. One side of the lake at Lonehill Park was covered in these green hyacinth that it looked like a beautiful flat lawn to race on, so did my pack think. Each one of my pack tried to run on the water only to find themselves swimming. Here is Podge and Patch finding that the grass is not all what it seems.

Orion

Every dog deserves a home, and yesterday Anthony's beloved pavement special, Orion, needed somewhere to stay and I could not say no. This insecure new comer has unsettled the pack but I hope this is just temporary that is until Anthony and Helene get a bigger home. So for now the Famous Four have become Five.

Helene and Anthony

I was expecting a relaxing weekend but destiny had something else on for me today as Anthony my brother suggested that he and his fiancé come over for a braai. So now all of a sudden a quiet day turned into a day of entertaining.

Here is Helene, Orion and Anthony enjoying the afternoon sun while the meat was braaing on the grill.

Anthony and Orion

At the Stoned Cottage, which is what we are calling our cottage, we had our first visitors, Anthony and Orion. Anthony, my brother, phoned this morning asking about coming round for a visit and I told him that we will be leaving for church in a few hours time. He didn't mind and with his dog Orion he joined us for the Easter Sunday service at BBC.

After church, it was lunch and Anthony stayed for the afternoon which turned into an evening and now I am getting the couch ready for Anthony to sleep on. Thank goodness, tomorrow is a public holiday.

Who’s looking at Orion?

After spending the morning at the shops Anthony, my brother invited us over to their place in Willow Glen, Pretoria for a braai. So off we went visiting. In today's photo is Anthony, Lynette, Orion and Matthew.