Cold Nose ….and an Advent Invitation

To all my friends, furred, feathered, scaled… or even two-legses! Don’t forget to send me your stories, poems and pics… or your letters to Santa… for this year’s ADVENT CALENDAR… there are still spaces left to fill!   Dear Santa, don’t believe her When she says that I’ve been nosey When she comes in fromContinue reading “Cold Nose ….and an Advent Invitation”

Note from a Small Dog: Loved to Death

It was in July 2017 that my two-legses committed the unthinkable sin of losing The Ball. Not just any ball… I have many in my toy box… but The Ball. The One. The Special Ball. I’d had that ball a long time and knew its every scent, curve and puncture. Granted, they searched for itContinue reading “Note from a Small Dog: Loved to Death”

Ani’s Advent 2020! Who wants to come and play?

What with covid, lockdowns and everything else that has gone on this year…we don’t know what we will be able to do about Christmas or however else we celebrate the midwinter. One thing we can do is have a countdown and a PARTY… socially distanced, of course! So I will be running my Advent CalendarContinue reading “Ani’s Advent 2020! Who wants to come and play?”

Notes from a Small Dog: Scaredy Cats?

We’ve had a bit of sunshine but lots of fog and frost this week… winter’s on its way. I quite like winter, as long as it doesn’t rain. I quite like the heating and the cuddles… though just at the moment, even when I let her close the doors, she keeps opening them again toContinue reading “Notes from a Small Dog: Scaredy Cats?”

Treacle ~ Part 2 from the Usual Muttwits

Reblogged from Usual Muttwits: A splatter of mud hits Treacle on the snout, followed by another, sailing above overhead. Splat! Onto the pressed white shirt of Sixlegs. “Treacle!” Wot in butt-lickin’ hell? As two small muddy fourlegs scramble up from the pooping pipe hole and trot towards him, crossing the High Street and dangerously dodgingContinue reading “Treacle ~ Part 2 from the Usual Muttwits”

The Small Dog’s Vicious Circle…

Well, she’s still being weird And she’s up half the night, So we sit in the garden Because stars are bright And why shouldn’t we watch As they twinkle and shine? I don’t care what we’re doing ‘Cause this time is mine. * With her hands in my fur, Or caressing my ears, It’s thisContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Vicious Circle…”

The Small Dog’s Revenge…

I must do the floor, I thought, in some despair, The small dog is moulting and shedding her hair. She’s out in the garden, so if I am quick, And just whip the vac out, that should do the trick. She’s already cross because out in the garden I got out the lawnmower, let myContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Revenge…”

The Small Dog’s Dog Days

She’s still smelling funny, She doesn’t look right, She gets up and down Like a yo-yo all night. I’ve given up following Each step she takes Just watch from the sidelines Whenever she wakes. If I’m missing out On my beauty sleep, she, Who’s in need of much more Misses out more than me. ‘CauseContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Dog Days”

The Small Dog’s Secret Teacher…

Well, it has not been a great week, what with the sky crying even more than she has…and she has been getting just a bit soggy around the edges, I have to say. Weirdly, I seem to set her off more than most things at the moment. She says…’cause I overheard her talking… that itContinue reading “The Small Dog’s Secret Teacher…”

The Small Dog has a Bad Week…

“Help! Ambulance!” Not a good way to start your week, but last Monday, it was panic stations. My two legs went wonky and, stood all hairless in the tub, she couldn’t breathe. The next few minutes, I was going spare, I can tell you… with her gasping, the ball guy phoning, and me trying toContinue reading “The Small Dog has a Bad Week…”