Cleaning the Coop

One thing I didn't bargain for with two dogs is the extra work hoovering and cleaning up...there's double the amount of hair, or in other words things get dirty twice as fast, even though we have Nobu and Claire eat bones and things in their cages. I remember the reason my Mum never got another dog after our darling dachshund Tanya passed away, and she said it was because she didn't want to have to hoover the carpets so often any more...

 I've taken over where she left off, it seems, mother to daughter. Here I am as a high school student with Tanya, and my mum playing with her as a puppy, around two or three years older than I am now. No peace for the wicked, as my auntie Flora would say.

Patient Pooch

I love going shopping with the dogs at the Bayside Marina, and there are lots of places to tie up the dogs as they wait while I check out the bargains. There's a choice of doggie restaurants, and both setters love the sea air and the seagulls. It's getting really cold on the morning walks, so I bought a long-sleeved pink underarmour top which will double as a dance practice top too. The dogs were so cute waiting for me, I just couldn't resist homing in on them for a couple of pictures, but I didn't want to get too close or they'd jump up (I kept popping back out of the stores praising them for waiting so patiently and giving them treats inbetween my various shopping forays).

Boxing Day Pedicure

Claire is wearing her new Five Drops name tag, but she's so sleepy after our morning walk (she found a cat and yipped and yowled to her heart's content) that she won't pose for pics, so here's a close up. I decided to have an amethyst set in the silver concho to match her sweet- tempered healing aura, and the cherry-blossom pink leather is perfect. The parcel arrived on Xmas Day with a kind note from the owners:
"Claire: a life saved. May her broken heart heal in the tenderness of your love, so that even though the pain will never disappear, she'll never revisit those old memories, basking in the warm glow of every new day being loved. Happy Christmas."

Meanwhile Nobu and Claire are enjoying a manicure and pedicure (pawdicure?peticure? there's a setter in this video clip explanation of how to do it): I've been clipping toenails, just a millimeter or two at a time to make sure I don't get too close to the quick, and then massaging their pad with Jojoba oil as recommended by Gaudi and Associates. When Nobunaga arrived his paws had just healed and he was on antibiotics to make sure he didn't get an infection, but now the pads are getting stronger.

"Your dog's footpads are the toughest part of his skin, and absorb the shock and pressure on his joints from standing, walking and running. Due to their function, paws are prone to injury and dog paw care should be a part of your regular care routine
Dry, Cracked Pads: you dog's pads are naturally rough, they have to be so he has traction when he needs to turn quickly, sprint off and stop quickly. If the pads become cracked they are prone to collect dust and debris, which can cause further injury to the pad. Pads can be moisturised using a special footpad cream.
Try to avoid using human hand moisturiser as this tends to soften the pads to much and makes them prone to injury." says Claire Bristow

The Black Lab Company here in Yokohama also has a cream which I may buy at some point, just to vary the massage routine... At any rate being petted and pampered in the warm sitting room is a dog's dream, or so I hope...check out Nobu's dreamy look.

Samurai Xmas

Happy Xmas, oh gentle readers. Mallow's Xmas was spent living up to his new name, Samurai Shogun Nobunaga: we went to the Bwood dogrun as I had forgotten the poop bag and toys there, and Nobu went wild, enjoying jousting and mudwrestling, chasing and play-biting, barking and sniffing galore, letting off steam.

I think his previous owner would get angry at him for barking and jumping at other dogs, finally hitting him, and I could see where it comes from, but today on our morning walk he is able to restrain the urge to play a bit, so obviously he needs to be taken to the dog run once or twice a week to let off steam. He seemed tireless in his exuberant male sportive warfare, a joyous Greek athlete, delighting in the rough play. When we got home Xmas evening before we went out for Xmas dinner, I gave him his first full body shampoo, and he has come up really soft and curly, slowly getting to be a balanced happy dog.

Meanwhile our darling Claire was lounging in the sun people-watching and doggie-watching, and ended up on my lap to keep me warm as we waited for Nobu to burn out. The amazing thing is, she seems to have learned how to play bow and tease a little, this morning on our walk she actually made some moves to play with Nobu, and they chased and ran a little together...nothing like the sport he needs, but a gesture of acceptance, for sure.

Off to the Ball

A friend from Dance Zone Murakami was performing an amazing rumba with Murakamisensei, and since I always see them practicing before my own lesson with Kentsensei , she kindly invited me to the Xmas ball. I was thrilled, because it's my only dance party this year (next year being my fiftieth I hope to perform at the Zone 5 year party with Kentsensei). Both Murakami sensei and Kent sensei have dogs: Murakami sensei has the sweetest cream miniature dachshund called Momo (Peach), and Kent sensei has a mix, Cindy, who is really friendly. I used to take Sofie to my Tuesday dance class before she passed away, and she would sit in front of the mirror waiting while we whirled around. Anyway, Tosh was home to look after the dogs, and took them out for a run, so they spent the evening snoozing together in the sitting room. I wanted to get a sort of Lady of the Manor picture, with my two dogs sitting adoringly at my feet sort of image, but Nobu and Claire thought otherwise, and I had to dash out, so no time to work toward a perfect picture. So here is the rough impression of Lady of the Manor with her Adoring and Adorable Hounds ;P

Two Poops on the Ground

Ever since I was a wee girl we've had a cat or a dog, or sometimes both, so cleaning up the kittie litter or the poops in the garden has never caused any emotional distress...In my Ecosongs for kids I included a poop song, Two poops on the ground to show small children how the earth cleanses and reuses in the cycle of life. With two big dogs now, searching for poops in the garden has become a daily treasure hunt: originally Mallow/Nobu was too weak to go for many walkies, so CACI suggested he wander free in the garden to pee at his own pace and regain strength. He also had very soft stool and had to go often. Fortunately now he has healthy little round nuggets like Claire. Thanks to his influence she has started to go in the garden too if there's no walkies on the horizon. This morning Tosh put out pails and garden pots to mark the spot and make sure the poops don't get trodden on...what a big bagful of poops I collected ;P. Having had a good long morning walk, a stint chasing pigeons for Claire and playing with friends for Nobu, Claire has discovered the armchair, and Nobu is on a blanket in the kitchen with me.

Dogs at Play

Now that Nobunaga has got some strength back in his legs, and his poops were round and healthy, we went to B-wood dog run for lunch. They do a mean veggie spaghetti, and I was driving so Tosh had a beer with his shrimp and tomato pasta. We went the last time in summer with Claire, and she had enjoyed the pool, but I just knew it would be heaven for Nobu because he's so friendly and wants to play with other dogs.

 There was a cute English setter, Monet, with her golden retriever pal, Udon, and they began to chase and play with the small and large Nunosbee frisbees. I promptly forgot them in the restaurant after lunch, so we'll have to go back soon to claim them.

 Nobu's scarf put him at a disadvantage with the play-biting, it was so easy to grab hold and pull, so I ended up taking it off so he could let it all hang loose and go for it.

 I was so busy jumping around with the dogs and laughing at their antics I didn't take any snapshots, so all the camerawork is done by Tosh.

After lunch there was a cute doberman lady and a choco lab lady and the two of them were chasing Nobu, who ended up on his back begging for mercy, and a St. Bernard sidled up to check things were safe and step in if play got too rough. He simply couldn't get enough, but I want to pace him and make sure he doesn't overdo it, so we came home far too soon for his liking...

Meanwhile our Claire was taking it easy, wandering round sniffing at her own pace and not getting too involved with the other dogs, as is her wont.

 When Tosh went to sit down in the cafe area to wait for the food and relax, she got lonely and peered through the fence, trying to coax him to come back, but when he took her out with him Nobu got lonely, and apparently so did she, so she soon came back in, staying on the sidelines and watching the fun. .

Particularly since there are no pigeons about she is quite disinterested, but in her easy going way she is happy to wait and let the people round about her enjoy things.