I love Dogs me...

Not come across a dog collar with an embroidered collar phone number before but then it is a while since we had a dog of our own.  Whilst out walking yesterday this little chap appeared at our feet when no one else around. Lucky for him we left a message on his colllar’s mobile number & the owner met us when we got to the road.  

He looks a great little fellow, N. 

It's good you were able to help reunite him with his owner. 

Well done N1805, that embroidered collar certainly worked.

I see the anti dog posts are gaining pace again so I think it's time to say a few words in praise of our best friends.

I miss our Boy so much. The love and adoration he gave is missing from our lives and, even 15 months on, it's still hard. The hurt of his passing has eased but the huge gap is still there.

I fully understand that not everyone loves dogs but there is room for various likes and dislikes in life and that's why I find intolerance hard to take. Perhaps I should feel sorry for those who seem to have a bitter attitude and prejudice towards our canine friends for they have clearly never known what it is to love and be loved by a dog. 

I love dogs me - what a shame some have missed the joy dogs can bring to our lives.

Honest post Tinny, I have no issue with None Dog folk, I'm a 'choice' person. I do have issues with honest posts morphing into BS & lies in a bid to win points, it's sickening. To others they are a nuisance-for the ones who've opened their hearts & homes to Dogs know they are important members of our family. In time(before time) lost but never ever forgotten. I make no excuses for loving all my Dogs, I make no excuses for standing in defence for mine & every Dog lovers right to love & share their lives with these beautiful, loving & loyal Animals.

Choice and tolerance of others pretty much sums it up, Rocky. 👍🏻

The love of a dog and love from a dog is a joy they will never experience TW.

If they but knew what they are missing.....

Out at around 6:30am this morning, Young un & Her Mum bounding over the meadow as soon as I opened the gate. I’d donned my wellies because of the heavy dew, next years hay is not too high but the Dogs will be soaked by the time we get back-guaranteed. It was a beautiful start to the day, no clouds, cool to 7c, misted breath-ideal conditions. We headed for the small copse to welcome the new day, back in our regular routine now the understory of vegetation has begun dying back allowing us access. The dome of light preceding the rise of the sun is now in the South East, there will be no spectacular burst of colour today due to the lack of cloud. I sat on the old log, after a quick nosing around in the immediate area of the log both Young un & Mum came to wait for me to allow them access to their ‘resting platform’ that’s my knees. I pulled them in securely & they rested. After all these years they still display a blasé attitude to the birth of a new day. My heart quickens in eager anticipation, my eyes widen in wonderment, my senses alert to the first glimpse of intense light, I look down to see 2 furry bundles. . . .Asleep. I despair, I really do. They are with me, that’s all I really need. Before the sun’s rays hit us I noticed to my right slinking along the field edge was a Fox, partially crouching & moving very slowly towards us. Obviously hoping to catch a Rabbit unawares sat outside the copse warren. He was in beautiful condition, it was not the body of a hungry Fox. I watched him constantly only losing sight as the Trees of the copse obscured my view for a few seconds. He was 20’ or less from us, there was no breeze so I hoped He’d get even closer. Then Young uns Mum started whimpering & doing the Doggy paddle on my knee as She dreamed. By the time I looked back for Charlie Fox He was a good 60’ away heading south at speed, it worked out ok as my legs were numb. I gently woke the Dogs, put them onto the ground, watched them stretch as the feeling came back in my legs & we came home. They’re now towel dried, they’ve had their porridge & they’re snoring happily in their crate. Enjoy your day.

Great sighting of the fox, Rocky.

It’s good to read one of your atmospheric stories again. Thanks for that. 

You are most welcome

The Fox was beautiful & healthy, a deep chestnut colour on His back with a strong fluffy brush of a lighter hue. I reckon He availed Himself of the poorly Rabbits that was abundant.