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).


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 her whine. I... ...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