DD's Blog

Get a glimpse into my life with pets through excerpts from my diary. Enjoy funny anecdotes about my girls (our dogs Sheba and Sammy), The Twins (our cats Arty and Lewie) and The Budgie Birds (Boris and Georgie) - and not forgetting my human boys too (The Dad and Aaron).

I’d been sans a “poufy little dog” for well over two years. Having previously shared my life with two adorable little Morkies (Maltese Poodle-Yorkshire Terrier dogs), namely Bonnie and, a few years later, Charlie, I longed for a cuddly lap dog to call my own. ...read more

We recently decided to add to our little cottage and built a cosy little loft. Last night was our first night of sleeping in said loft. It didn’t go as smoothly as planned – but, then, when you have a houseful of fur kids, it never really does… ...read more

Being a crazy animal lover, the comfy life I shared with my five beloved cats and three spoilt dogs was a very contented one. Right up until the news broke, I really did think I was “barren”; destined to be a mom to children of the furred and feathered variety only. I was sure the next baby that came along would be of the puppy variety. ...read more

I’m sure many of you will have stories to tell of some of your crazy animal rescue escapades. In fact, when we go live with this excerpt, please feel free to share your story with us – we would love to read about it. ...read more

I have recently taken to sleeping downstairs in order to keep Sammy below decks and safe from tumbling down the stairs as she did recently (I suspect she couldn’t see over the large pair of socks in her little Morkie mouth). ...read more

As a Happy Tail-er (a super supporter of our website and Facebook page Link: https://www.facebook.com/happytailsmagazine.co.za/), you will already know all about “The Dad”, aka James; truly my better half, Aaron’s amazing dad, and the fur kids’ bestie! ...read more

The thought of adopting two of the most gorgeous blue-eyed Siamese-looking kittens had my heart bursting with pride and adoration before I even got to meet The Twins, Arty Cat and Brother Lewie. ...read more

Is it just me or do you also ever have those days when you secretly wish you were still a singleton AND had no animals – or at least animals that didn’t wake you up at “sparrows’ fart”? ...read more

Last night I had literally just sunk into bed and breathed that wonderful sigh of relief at the end of a long day when I heard that special Sammy whine. Arrgggghhhh! I can’t ignore that and, seemingly, neither can Sheba Shanks who immediately hot-footed it downstairs to check on her “leetle friend”. ...read more

With only a few days to go until the Christmas break, which our little family was so looking forward to, our darling Arty Cat proved just how unpredictable life can be when you have fur kids… ...read more

Do you, like me, find it incredibly odd to visit a home without even ONE furkid? Honest, I don’t know how people cope and I can honestly – and happily – say that I’ve never experienced life without a furkid or two, or three (or more!). ...read more

The day started with the usual doggie yawn alarm in my ear – uncannily, as it happens five minutes before the clock radio alarm goes off. Sheba, the German Shepherd-Labrador pup, had once again snuck onto the bed as soon as she knew I was asleep. ...read more

My surprisingly happy day just hit a speed bump… in the form of a kindly policeman personally delivering my “First Warning” about my “excessively barking dogs”. Hmmmpffff! ...read more

Just back from a manic walk with the dogs. What made it manic, you ask? We were enjoying a stroll in the park next to the fire station where they have a mini farmyard when, as luck would have it, we spotted a loose chicken. Argggghhh! Talk about a heart-stopping moment – and not because it was such a beautiful bird. ...read more

I’ve always had a “fancy cat” in my life, be it a Siamese, Burmese or Oriental, who was part of my happy mix of “just plain moggies”. But, by the beginning of 2014, all my beloved golden oldie cats had passed on. I felt very blessed that they’d all made it – or as close as dammit – to the ripe old age of 18 years… but oh, how I missed them in my life. ...read more

My son, Aaron, often asks how I can be an animal lover when I’m actually rather afraid of most animals. I know it is odd, but I really do love them. ...read more

Illustration by Jenny Lamont In which DD and Sammy do the shuffle in the dead of night It wasn’t long before our Sammy was in the little dog box again over her clothing fetish. I had kindly salvaged a used school sock as her “bedtime treat”. She refused to follow me and said sock up the stairs to bed so we carried on without her. As I got into bed, I swore I could hear… ...read more

Anyone familiar with my previous diary excerpts or who follows my evening ramblings on our Facebook page, Happy Tails magazine, will already know that our sweet (well, when she feels like it) Sammy is a “bit” of a clothing thief; a hoarder of note who can’t sleep unless she’s cuddled up to something – preferably an item previously worn by one of the humans in the cottage. ...read more

Bright and early this morning, we took the girls, Sheba and Sammy, for a speed walk around the neighbourhood, which was good for all of us. But maybe it was not so much of a hoot for the little family of Guinea Fowl that were trotting ahead of us. ...read more

Sheba, our Labrador-German Shepherd pup, is an absolute star pupil at puppy school, but then, like me, she will do anything for a treat in James’s hand! Sammy, aka The Monster Maltese, had her first “accompanied walk” lesson with our trainer and me on Tuesday. ...read more

Living with animals certainly keeps one’s day filled with laughter, especially when it comes to our Sheba. She is one of those dogs that are just plain goofy… she is the Jim Carrey (circa the 1990s) of dogs. She does a great goofy look, behaves in a one-kibble-short-of-a-bowl-way, and is always up to something. ...read more

I often fantasise about heading off on holiday but then the fact that I can’t bear to leave my fur kids gets the better of me and I stop. I also think The Twins (aka Arty and brother Lewie) would run riot if I wasn’t here. Why, you may ask? Well, take last night’s shenanigans for instance… ...read more

What a life! Isn’t it funny how easily one forgets what living with young animals is like? We were woken this morning by dive-bombing Ninja cats, aka The Twins – Arty and Lewie! Honestly, I felt as if I was sleeping in a WWF ring; they are relentless and I was feeling panicky on behalf of my very full bladder… ...read more

I have learnt to live with a scruffy, rather hamster-ish-smelling, cheeky and obsessively possessive little bitch (I can say that in every meaning of the word – human and doggy). I can honestly say I have tried. I gave her the soft puppy bed, complete with plush Hello Kitty bedding, the cute comfort bunny toy and a wonderful fluffy baby blanket. I endeavour to bath her in only the best doggy shampoo, and blow-dry her lovingly every two weeks. And in return I get... a Maltese monster that brings smelly old socks ...read more

It was a chilly morning, around the time of the big mountain fires in Cape Town, and we decided, on the spur of the moment, to take a different route on our morning doggy walk. Happily walking along, suddenly Sammy had her ‘let-me-at-it’ stance but I couldn’t figure out what she could see… Then I realised that James was also frozen to the spot. As I stepped off the pavement to investigate, I very nearly trod on what at first glance looked like a dead rat ...read more

In which DD realises that, despite her age, she can still run. The day started with a little more fur kid activity than usual. The girls, Sheba and Sammy, happily brought their balls to me at 06h30 sharp, as usual. They leap onto the bed and prompt me to get up by either dropping a ball on my head (Sheba) or tossing a ball at me (Sammy). When I started this EMBG (Early Morning Ball Game), I didn’t consider what happens in winter ...read more

In which DD’s cottage has wall-to-wall doggy beds. Two dogs (Sammy the Maltese and Sheba the German Shepherd-Labrador-mix) and two cats (aka The Twins – Arty-Fat-Bum and Brother Lewie) should equal four beds. But no… four dog baskets, three continental pillows, two couches (which Sheba thinks are hers), several chairs – and our own bed! I know, I know, it sounds excessive and only an animal lover would understand the reasoning that good bed options are ...read more