Hello! It's sooo nice to be back! Ridiculous to say this really, I only missed one post, my Wednesday post, but when I don't do a blog post, I really miss dropping by. I really and truly do. And my excuse? Well, tiredness, plain and simple. And not feeling 100%. These days do happen to all of us don't they, and it was just one of those days, nothing to worry about.
Anyway, I'm bouncing back like a little 5 foot 2 kangaroo (I am five foot two, so I am little).
I've been painting today, rather than papier macheing, after a fun visit to the florist. (My idea of fun, visiting the florist). And actually, my local florist, Julie, is one of those people that's a joy to be around, she's always cheery, chatty and delighted to see people. So not only do I get a lovely cheersome chat, I always come out of there that little bit uplifted from being around the flowers, and buying some too, (my second favourite pursuit, after buying yarn).
When it came round to the time to take the doggies for their afternoon walk, they were still cosied up. Ellie pretended not to hear the word most dogs love to hear. "Walkies!" Douglas looked at me as though to say "ahem, I am, as you can see, stuck. Positively wedged in by her royal highness, Queen Ellie. Couldn't move, even if I wanted to."
Ellie reminds me of an uncommunicative teenager. "WOT! Naaahhhh. Boriiing." That's what Ellie is saying.
It was two against one, and they won. Well, they think they won, there will have to be a walk later on. It is ridiculous isn't it? Whoever heard of a dog not wanting a walk, most dogs don't get enough walks. I think it's dachshunds, they must be lazy as a breed. I know Penny from blog Planet Penny has similar walkies trials with Higgins (who is SPLENDID, and adorable, and very, very handsome).
These pictures of Ellie and Douglas, squeezed into one bed in my studio, are very unusual, and to us as dog owners, a bit like gold dust. It must be what parents feel like when they see their children playing together nicely, or watching them as they sleep, cuddled together on the sofa, it's melt the heart stuff.
You see Ellie has boundaries (that's Ellie on the right), that's why these photos are so unusual. She's very vocal, and will tell us in no uncertain terms when she doesn't want to do something, which is most of the time. Of course, if food is involved, it's a different matter, she becomes quite nicely spoken. People often think we neglect Ellie in favour of the placid Douglas, but it's so much less of a battle to give Douglas affection, and our noses stay intact when we're cuddling Douglas. Ellie will stand in a deserted street and bark her head off. She'll bark at someone she wants to be friendly to (she'll be wagging her tail at the same time). She's complicated.
Dog trainers would say we need to be more firm with Ellie, and I try, but she puts up an almighty fight!
Though after all is said and done, we love Ellie a lot. She's our dear little crocodile.
Just incase you're wondering, aggressive behavior from Ellie is told off, but the telling off ruins the intended cuddle, so cuddles are then abandoned.
Well, dear readers, I'm going to put another log on the fire, and get on with a bit of the papier macheing. Hugo's making fish cakes and homemade coleslaw for supper, should be yummy. Have a good weekend, hope it doesn't whizz by too fast! Love Vanessa xxx