Sometimes our pets give us a real scare. This happened recently with Tarka.
I had a bunch of daffodils in a vase – one of the first signs of spring I hoped! When the daffodils were past their best, I threw them into a bag which I placed on our patio ready to take to the local tip when next we were that way.
While I was busy one Saturday preparing lunch, Mike informed me that Tarka had taken the daffodils out of the bag and was eating them. I knew that daffodil bulbs are poisonous to dogs, but I wasn’t sure about the flowers and stalks. Sure enough, within minutes Tarka was throwing up – 5 times in all, with froth making up the most part. I phoned the veterinary surgery, which was by this time closed for the weekend, but thankfully they provided an emergency number. I phoned this number and was advised that all they would do in these circumstances would be to make her sick, which she’d done herself. The vet advised me to watch over her to make sure she was okay. She stressed that it would have been far more serious if it had been the bulbs, but I knew it wasn’t. It really scared me though, and any further cut flowers are now kept firmly out of her reach. Strange that she is not at all interested in the daffodils growing in the garden as that would be a big problem. I was impressed that the vet phoned me back that evening to check that all was well.
I love this post about the song Pretty Paper. It has a wonderful story.
Roy Orbison was far from his Texas Home and assailed by a raging fever.
He was in Britain following a successful tour supported by a new Beat Group, The Beatles, who really seemed to be tearing up the place.
They were nice guys.
Every night they stood on the side of the stage to watch Roy – open mouthed as he effortlessly hit operatic notes and held the crowd, frantic when they’d performed, spellbound without moving a muscle.
Though the thermometer showed 102 and rising Roy had a job to do.
His producer and mentor Fred Foster had found a Christmas song from a fellow Texan, Willie Nelson, called, ‘Pretty Paper’ that might just give Roy another big fat hit.
No one could write a better heart tugging song than Willie and damn sure No One, absolutely No One, could sing such a song to rival The Big…
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As we move towards Christmas and the ‘Season of Goodwill’ I think it’s time to take stock of the world.
Social media has a lot to answer for. It’s a force for good or evil as so many things. What I find so hard to accept is the vitriol which pours out on some social media sites. Politicians are fair game to the people who want to comment, but they don’t know the politicians personally and are therefore in no position to hurl so much abuse at them.
What I would wish is that people could be kinder. That applies to us all – even a small act of kindness to a stranger could make the world a better place. There is far too much hatred, religious or otherwise and it is not necessary or desirable. A smile to a lonely person could even mean so much and costs us nothing.
Thankfully I’ve not come across any of this hatred on WordPress. Perhaps I’m just lucky there, but I do see it in the comments on Facebook. I don’t have a Twitter account any longer as I don’t have time to deal with any more social media. I find Facebook useful for keeping up with friends and relations scattered around the world. I would ask all those who use Facebook not to be so cruel if you have been guilty of this. Let’s all try to make the world a better place.
Merry Christmas everyone and a Happy New Year.
How much is this doggie in the window?
Tribute to Edward Hopper
Anyone who has visited Swanage in Dorset may have seen the top three images before. The last image of Avilés was taken in that Spanish town last year.
Tarka has had her first visit to boarding kennels since we brought her back from the rescue centre. We didn’t want to do it really, especially as we were not going away, but we had a full day of hospital appointments on Thursday, so couldn’t leave her alone at home all day. I took her in on Wednesday morning, as we had an early start the next morning. We didn’t want to ask neighbours to check on her, as they all have their own problems, and we thought it would be a good idea to let her get used to going into boarding for when we do want to go on holiday, unless of course she’s able to go with us.
The boarding kennels are at the same place as the rescue centre, so I feared that she might think that’s where she goes when she’s abandoned, and indeed she looked so sad when I left her that I thought I’d never do this again, don’t ever want to leave her. Our home felt empty without her. However, when we went to collect her on Friday, the girls said she’d been loving and cuddly, just like at home, so I guess once they’d given her some food, she was theirs! The photo above was taken that afternoon where she is in her usual afternoon position on the sofa.
Here in Dorset the autumn is setting in now, colours beautiful and acorns and conkers dropping along with the leaves. While I don’t look forward to winter, the beauty of nature never fails to amaze me.
Hello folks, I have a confession to make. My camera has not been out of the house for well over two months. Time has just flown and the past few months have passed in a blur of appointments, professional visitors like physiotherapists, occupational therapists and workmen. Simply no time for photography. I’m pinching a bit of me time to write this as I don’t want to lose touch entirely with my blogging world.
One thing I do have now is a smartphone. Yes, I’m being dragged into the modern age, but mainly I don’t use it as a smartphone but simply as my old mobile phone, but with one difference. It has a camera, and quite a decent one at that. Not exactly sure what I’m doing so far, but have taken one or two.
This is Tarka wondering what she should eat from the garden next!
One of the reasons I bought this phone is that our photography group has closed for now, but our leader has said he may start up a new course later using smartphones, and since I needed a new model, it seemed the ideal time to invest.
I hope to catch up a little with reading your various posts, but it will be slow progress. In the meantime, keep up the good work you all do with your blogs when life allows.
With the advent of summer, bees buzzing around the garden and lots more insects doing what they do best, Tarka has decided that they are fair game. I’m doing my best to dissuade her from snapping at them, for her own good, and for theirs. After all, bees are suffering enough in this world of pesticides and other enemies. I’m really not sure how Tarka has reached this age without being stung so badly that she won’t do it again, but nothing seems to put her off.
Last month she had a really good haircut, and looked so gorgeous afterwards. I wasn’t sure about leaving her at the groomer’s for a lengthy time, but she absolutely loved being pampered. I’ve not had a dog who needed anything like this treatment before, and in general don’t like dogs to be too fussed over, but her fur was so long and it needed to be stripped out. I didn’t trust myself to do it, so left it to the experts. I was not disappointed.
Tarka’s favourite toy is a soft ‘donut’ which she carries everywhere and even sleeps with it in her bed. Here she is wearing it.
On the writing front, there is little progress, due to lack of time mainly. My caring duties mean that I have little time to myself, so although I have things in the pipeline, they are not making much headway. It can’t be helped; that’s life and I need to prioritise. Some of the work requires a fair bit of research, so I try to carry on with that in odd moments, and also write even just a sentence here and there.
Some people believe that sticking to a routine stifles creativity. Maybe if everything is regimented it does. However, I think that when times are difficult, familiarity can be comforting. Things work better, leaving time for other thoughts. What do you think about it?
We all have to leave our comfort zones sometimes, but the everyday matters can be dealt with if we have a routine, so that they at least don’t worry us. It’s also good to leave your routines behind when you have a holiday or short break. Do something that you don’t normally do, and it gives you a lift.
Dogs and other animals thrive on routine. I know that my Tarka knows what time her food is due, when she should go for a walk, and anything out of the routine can upset her until normality is restored.
On a different note, the blossom on our cherry tree has been glorious this year. A couple of years ago we feared that it was dying, but it’s now making up for it.
Likewise the magnolia tree. These beautiful flowers really lift the spirits after the dullness of winter, letting us know that we are really into spring now.
Firstly I’d like to offer an apology to my followers on WordPress, and those I follow. If I haven’t visited your site, liked or commented for a while, it’s simply that I haven’t had time, with many other commitments and appointments. I’m not sure the situation will improve, but I’d like to assure you that I really enjoy reading the variety of blogs, and seeing some wonderful photographs too, so I’m really missing you all.
We’ve had quite a few foggy days this winter, and that weather is not something I enjoy, don’t like driving in it either, but it does make for some atmospheric photographs. We had occasion to visit Dorchester, our County town, on one day like this, so I took the opportunity of visiting the gardens there and taking one or two photos.
Tarka did not accompany us that day, as we had appointments, but she is continuing to hate other dogs, but be loving to all humans. No doubt she has her reasons. I’m continuing with her training, and she is a little better when passing other dogs on leads, as long as they don’t come too close. She is tending to ignore them more, which is fine by me. Her coat is very long at the moment, but I’ve decided that it will be cut soon as spring is arriving here.
Finally, one showing our lovely coastline again, taken last week on a photography group meeting at Durlston Castle.
This is a little late, but I wish you all a Happy New Year. Let’s hope this year will see more peace on the earth, and less suffering.
A new year, and a new laptop for me. The old one had been misbehaving for some time; it was sometimes taking over 20 minutes just to open one email, so it has been frustrating. Just before Christmas it crash-dumped on me. I’m not sure what that means, but it looked serious, and I had great difficulty restarting it. The time had come, I decided, to buy a new one. It’s not a very expensive state-of-the-art model, but it works for me, and the difference in speed is amazing. It seems that the more you pay, the faster the model, but this is not too bad at all.
I’ve been encouraged now to start writing again, and even do more research into small articles which I’ve been wanting to write. I know I can use a library, but it’s not always convenient and when time is short, the computer at home is a great asset.
Time has been short so far this year anyway, with many appointments for us both, mainly medical but not entirely. January is passing in a flash.
Tarka continues to be very adorable at home, and I think she is a little better with other dogs when she’s out walking on the lead, but not to be trusted with them when she’s off the lead. We’ve had a couple of incidents, which shook me up at the time, as I know what it’s like if there is confrontation. My last dog, poor Gizmo, was half-killed by a dog attack on our nearby recreation ground, and I dread that Tarka would cause real damage to another animal. I just need to be vigilant and continue with her training.
Due to a lack of time, I’ve not been taking any photos recently, so have inserted a couple from a year or so ago, to cheer up the weather at this time of year. The snowdrop always offers hope for a good spring.