“Properly trained, a man can be dog’s best friend.” ~ Corey Ford
Over the years our family home has resembled a menagerie, with animals galore sharing our lives. Hamsters, rabbits, parrots, dogs and cats and that’s only inside. Outside there have been horses, sheep, lambs, goats and cattle.
The picture here, taken over twenty-five years ago shows my dog Sandy, and me posing as usual!
As a young puppy Sandy was found wandering in the nearby market town of Otley. A shop owner took the pup to the local police station, her owner was traced but refused to take her back. Our own dog had recently died, and at around the same time as our house was burgled. The police were aware of this and they rang (unofficially) to ask if we would be willing to give the puppy a home. Sandy was one of the best dogs we ever had, so attached to me and such a faithful, gentle and loving dog.
It’s not always easy to keep the home clean and as neat and tidy as we would like it to be when it’s filled with children and any number of animals, by default it becomes more difficult. Therefore, there have to be house rules, and we need to decide who is going to rule the roost, them or us? One of our rules is that the animals are not allowed to sleep on our beds, and neither are they allowed to sleep on the sofas and chairs. They have their own beds.
Our dogs have been easy to train; the children usually took a little more work. Firstly, they needed to remember to close the doors. Secondly, they needed to understand that animals grow and were likely to shed a lot of hair which none of us wanted on our beds, furniture and clothes.
The thought of cats burying their own faeces, killing mice and then walking on our kitchen worktops (counters) was not an easy one to contemplate. Training them not to jump up to the worktop was difficult, but we got there in the end.
The last of our cats, Mia who died a couple of years ago at the grand old age of twenty One!
Today I share Woody the beagle with my eldest daughter and family next door. I take care of him during the day, and when the children come home from school, he happily trots back next door.
Woody conversing with the cows over the garden wall yesterday
When the family go out, he immediately attempts to open the interconnecting door to come to me, but when I get ready to go out, he goes to his bed. He knows his routine so well and has brought much pleasure, but for me, the downside is the constant cleaning up of the dog hairs!
Some of these photos have been showcased before on here, but worth another look, right?
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