House Rules

“Properly trained, a man can be dog’s best friend.” ~ Corey Ford     

The weekend Photo Challenge on our other site Weekly Prompts is Ruling the Roost. GC and I asked you to share photos of your family pets and tell us all about them.

Sandy and meOver 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.

Mia 2012

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 and the cows 1

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?

© 2018. Photo Challenge Ruling the Roost from Weekly Prompts.

18 thoughts on “House Rules

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  2. Sue–these are adorable! Woody conversing with the cows is so darn cute. We have similar rules in my house for my cats Parker and Piper. Only they are reversed. The cats allow me to sleep on my bed with them. But I must not twist and turn too much lest the claws come out. Just a warning, Human.

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    1. Oh that is so funny! I think part of Woody would love to be in there with the cows, but the other part is a bit of a coward! Thank you for these comments Lois. 🙂

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    1. They watch us almost as much as we watch them, always hanging over the wall and looking in through the windows! Thank you for your comments Judy.


      1. Thank you Judy. I get the feeling you miss the cattle. We do that as we get older don’t we? I certainly miss a lot of my earlier life.

        I love the differences between us. We say farmer whether animal farming or agricultural and you say rancher!

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      2. He was a wheat farmer as well. In South Dakota, you distinguished between the two, or if you did both, you were a farmer/rancher. I think most ranchers were also farmers, since they had to grow hay and alfalfa and other feed for the cattle, but not all farmers were ranchers.

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      3. Thank you so much Judy. Just realised I visited before! I loved that post and of course your poem. By the way thank you so much for following, very much appreciated. 🙂


    Is that a REAL COAL FIRE? #
    I used to love the coal fires when I was growing up, there is something more warm and comforting in a coal fire that a wood fire can never have.
    Now to finish off; if you’re not happy with Woody then pop him on an airplane and send him here, Coco and I will love and look after him; he’d ebjoy my cooking for digs too 😀 WOOF 🐶 🐾

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    1. When I agreed to share a dog I requested we choose one that doesn’t lose hair! I’ve had a lot of dogs but never one that lost hair like he does. love him to bits though.

      Yes it’s a real coal fire, we had four open fires, but since we divided the house only one has remained and that’s in my old lounge at Victoria’s side of the house.
      My kitchen has a multi fuel burner and although the coal is the smokeless type it’s the next best thing especially when combined with a couple of logs. Woody likes it too, but I think my old cat probably preferred the open fire that she could sit close to. She scared me sometimes, we needed a fire guard just for her!


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