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When I did it before I was doing the whole woodsman thing all over the county & saw some spectacular sights, the hunting Goshawk being the most breathtaking & spectacular-fleeting yet memorable. Now it’s more for the Dogs & me to wake up & get our nature fix. Thanks for jogging my memory Tinster👍🏻
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We had two BC's until last year, big brother and much younger step sister. We had to have him put down last August, whilst away in the caravan, at a local vets. We'd had him since he was 5, last year he was 16 and it was becoming a struggle for him to get up and walk. He laid down one morning and just could get up at all.
We had him out for a bit of a walk a couple of months before, taking it slow for him. He had got a few hundred yards down a track and collapsed down and refused to move. I couldn't get down in my saloon, but I managed to get someone with a 4x4 to help by running him back to my car. He was far too heavy for us two alone to lift, without the help of the 4x4 owner.
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Heartbreaking H, it’s so hard to deal with loss of a beloved Dog. It’s good you got help & was there at the end, very sad times.
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Sorry to hear that, H1000. His time had come but he'll have left a huge gap in your lives.
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Sorry to read of your loss, harry. We too know how much of a loss he will be to you both.
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Thanks All.
I was quite wary of him when we first got him, he looked as if he might be bad tempered, but not a bit of it, just a big softy and could be quite timid if you remonstrated with him. He loved kids and was great with pups. The first time week took him out, was in the car to Otley just for a wander round. I opened the car door ready with the lead and he shot past me and took off at full speed through the alleyways in the town centre, me trying to catch him. I eventually caught him, having made his way into a pub :-)
I learned never to open the door wide again, without blocking him in with my body.
He was always a problem to try to stop escaping from the garden, it's quite large, with plenty of places to hide - so you never knew whether he had escaped again, or was hiding somewhere in the garden. If he had escaped, he could be away for hours, taking himself on a wander round the village. Once out on one of his jaunts, even if you could find him he would completely ignore you and walk past with a determined look on his face.
I spent quite a bit increasing the height and security of our fences, but he was unstoppable. One frosty morning, he managed to impale himself on our front gate and had to be rushed to the vet. Obviously he had skidded on take-off and landed on the spikes of the gate.
Sometime later he suffered mange, on the side of one of his back legs, I didn't know what it was, never having come across it before - it's a mite which buries itself in the skin and causes tremendous itching, they scratch to the point of bleeding. I researched it and decided it might be mange and a mix of hydrogen peroxide and borax might fix it, dabbed all over the area and allowed to dry. The scratching stopped immediately and within a week he was completely healed up.
The reason I mentioned it is that his younger step sister began the same constant scratching this week, but on her belly. It was raw yesterday, so I guessed mange again and made the same mix up again - with the same result, no more scratching and it is beginning to heal.
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He sounds like quite a character, Harry.
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I was once told that making the heart wrenching decision to let your pup go is 'the last kind act you can do for your dog'. Those words have stuck with me ever since and are so true.
I lost my old girl last August Harry1000, and know your pain, but you did right by your old lad.
I think about all my dogs, past and present, every day, and will for the rest of my life. Life without them isn't the same! The loss is horrific, but it's something you have to accept when taking on animals isn't it.
I always say 'no more' I can't take the pain, but I'm not me without one...think it's in my DNA!
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Straight from the heart of a Dog lover👏🏻👏🏻. You mirror the feelings of all Dog lovers, they become family, family that don’t disappoint nor ignore but they do hang on our every word & movement. They’re a gift & no one but another Dog lover will ever understand the pain of our loss. We all share your DNA👍🏻
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I’ve just had your screen name pointed out to me-‘canines for ever’, very clever👍🏻😊👏🏻👏🏻
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It sure is clever👍
K9, your post went straight to my heart.
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Sadly, we no longer have ours but I cherish the memories and enjoy meeting other people's dogs.
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We lost our 3rd rescue border collie at end of August all three have had their foybles ,but nothing that caused any problems with people or other dogs ,and will have another hopefully ,after our latest tour as any dog needs to be acclimatised to their new home gently, and then to our hobby/lifesyle,
Ps all three are in caskets here
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The beauty of today’s walk with my Dogs was it’s totally uneventful-ness, nothing happened, no sightings of Deer, Rabbits a plenty yes, one Hare languidly trotting over the newly seeded acreage yes but hardly anything else at all. It was just what was needed. The open fields hemming in scattered copse, the breeze soughing thru trees, leaves breaking that newly tenuous link periodically pointing out that Autumn has arrived proper. The changing of seasons, one of the most enjoyable occurrences of our wonderful annual calendar. Normality & calm all around in a maelstrom of change & concern for most of us worldwide. It’s my safe place, the countryside is timeless & calming, it grounds & steadies the heart & mind. I sit on an old Beech tree that succumbed to Winter storms many years ago, it’s wide, firm & still giving in its passing as it did in its living. My 2 Dogs either side of me young un to my right & her mum to my left. I opened my three quarter jacket to cover them they in turn shuffled closer. My happy safe place, always has been. Beauty all around good for mental well-being in these unsettling times. I hope you enjoy your day👍🏻
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That creates a wonderful picture of you sitting with your dogs and letting Mother Nature clear your mind of all the nasty things we encounter in life, Rocky. I can see why you enjoyed your way of life as a woodsman.👍
Thanks for the tale. Enjoy your day.
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Thanks Tinny, I loved every second of it but the long hours & age slowly turned an enjoyable experience into a chore🤷🏻♂️. I still have the Trees, my love of them & the natural world, but now I have time to stop & smell the flowers. They all have a way more profound affect on me now, plus I still indulge in personal logging to fill my wood stores. . .Winter is coming😂
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Indeed it is. Take care out there😄
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It’s always great to read your descriptive and heartfelt posts from your morning dog walks Rocky.
As I’ve posted in the past “What is life if full of care” is the way I try to live, especially when on my dog walks and you certainly give the same impression.
I hope your all keeping well and thanks’ for the great posts. May you Tinny and all other dog loving members have a great day.
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You, too, Nevers. Nice you see you looking in😀
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Thanks for the reminder Nevs👍🏻, one of my faves is that WH Davies verse. You too mucker-may all your woes be small🤙🏻🤟
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We have just had a lovely surprise. Our new next door neighbours have just come home with a gorgeous rehomed........Rottweiler! Fabulous looking dog, only around 13 months old, has been very well looked after and trained, but previous owner is very ill and cannot look after it how she wants to any more. So it now has a new dream home, big house, big garden, a couple with experience of Rottweilers. Plenty of local walks.
Our first pooch was a rescued Rottie, she was petrol bombed when guarding a warehouse in Mossside, Manchester. She was lovely, took some retraining, but that pull on the heartstrings has never broken🥰
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Hi TDA hope you’re keeping well, it’s good to hear you have nice next door neighbours who have taken in a rescue Rottie.
They are smashing dogs, I suppose like most dogs if treated well.If you remember we had a Rottie X Staffie, he had a fantastic temperament, so gentle but would have gone through hell to please you. We had a special bond and I still miss him today, even though our Tess is a loving loyal companion.
I wish them all the best with the new member of their family.
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Yes, Nevers very well thank you, as is our Choccy Lab. He’s an old boy now, but still full of fun. I recall your Rottie/ Staffie cross, and of course remember you getting Tess. You had quite a time finding her I do remember.
We have pondered on another dog, but given what our old lad requires in terms of time, effort and dare I say expense at the moment, we are holding out. We would have to walk him and a pup separately.
This was our lovely Rottie, had many happy hours with her down in Cornwall.
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Lovely to hear about all your walks, your loves both current and sadly departed and your general dog love and appreciation!
There's nothing like a walk with your pooch to clear your mind and relax you...unless of course you have a fear aggressive Dachsie like me
Just gearing up for the nightmare that is Bonfire night, or should I say Bonfire fortnight! Keep your pooches safe everyone! 1 -
Daughters dog stopping with us for a few days. She is a springer/cocker/beagle cross. She is quite good and lovely. Except at night, when she refuses to sleep downstairs alone, so I’m not getting much sleep. She is now sleeping on the sofa next to me, having been out for a game of ball on our green. Good job it’s leather, I can wipe it down as she now has a rather wet dog smell. Daughter phoned, ‘ is she missing me’, I doubt it, three good walks a day and she has just eaten all the pickings from a cooked chicken left over from last nights dinner.
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11 years old and 11 weeks old now best of friends and shattered
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Great to see!😊
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We set off around 07:10hrs, walking into a superb red & deep orange dome glowing over the East’Sou’East, the sunrise still a ways off, around 08:00hrs I think but looking mesmerising as it always does. It was breezy but very mild for near November. Young un & her Mum just behind me peeling off in unison to check the scents left by nature’s night shift & there’s always plenty of them. My head torch was catching the many rabbits on the newly growing crops in the distance. Ive gone back to my old route from years ago-along the field margins heading due East towards the many copse I worked in over time. Heading for one of my sitting stumps. I can almost guarantee a front row seat for the winter migrants. As it happened they were flying South to North in 3 super big skeins, they were low, straggly without the easily recognisable V formation told me they had arrived before now & were flying from their safe roosts onto coastal pastures for breakfast. There were 3 whooper swans amongst them I heard them prior to seeing them, it’s a total joy to be able to share a few minutes of their world. We 3 sat(1 sat 2 snoozing by then) I was in total thrall to them as I watched what I estimated as at least 400 low flying winter visitors a sweet sounding cacophony. I was immediately taken back years when this was my ritual & it felt so good. I was leaning forward securing my contented friends on my lap, warm-damp dog smell it has to be said but a total joy. It’s mornings like this that I never want to end but it does have to end. I could hear the fly past had landed way to my left. With sadness I woke my warm sleepy companions I nearly put my back out slowly lowering young un & her mum as they tried the-‘just a bit longer’ trick. . .Alas no I had things to do, the dreamy semi dark had given way to the harsher light. As we walked back I spotted two of this years fox Cubs at a distance together-very sleek as they were caught in the rising sun. Have a great day.
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Thanks for another uplifting story, Rocky.
Have a great day, yourself👍
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