My last milking tonight before Christmas and now time to relax (who am I kidding) as I sit here doing my blog and have just been handed my first glass of wine of the season. I got my last bit of shopping Friday and now hope to equal or even better my record of 2011 of not entering a shop for 10 days. I'm hoping relistically to get 12 days but I think I could stretch to 14 if I start cutting up Christmas cards for toilet roll. Lol
I'm going to start with a funny little story tonight (the wines kicking in). I milked either end of today and this morning I had a little mishap as I put the clusters on the first row of cows, I suddenly remembered I had not put the filter on in the Dairy, now I had a decision to make, A, turn the milk pump off and remove all clusters or, B, make a run for it into the Dairy and quickly put the filter together and secure it to the pipe before the pump clicks, with the first milk coming through. No brainer really, I ran for it and filter together standing on a bucket (parlour designed for someone slightly taller than me) just starting to screw the filter into place and I heard it, the pump clicked on and to those who know about milking cows, what happened next you will know but for those who don't, I got a baptism of milk or a more vivid image would be I turned into a rather unelegant milk fountain, (so this morning at 6am if you had entered the Dairy where I work you would of seen me standing on a bucket arms aloft with milk cascading over me, slightly a surreal image ) I was at the point of no return, so just had to get on with screwing the milk filter in place, luckily I wear full water proofs and a hat but still managed to get milk down my sleeves and some down my neck and a face full of it (I believe good for the complexion), so as I was milking tonight I decided to wait to put everything in the wash till after this milking and lets say when I arrived home tonight I was banished to the backhouse until I had removed all milk soiled items and put them in the wash, although the dogs where enamoured by the smell of odour de sour milk my husband was not.
Enough of my trials and tribulations whilst milking cows, as we are now on the eve of Christmas eve with children off the richter scale of excitement with threats of "I'm ringing Father Christmas if you don't go back to sleep," ringing through homes.
Yesterday all the dogs had Christmas trims, as I don't know if any one has noticed but down here in Devon we have been getting rather a lot of rain and that then means rather a lot of wet muddy dogs, so all have had under carriages and legs clipped and as you can see Reggie is sporting an all over and he has turned into a hot water bottle, as when he lies next to you now you can feel the heat coming off him and shows how much his big woolly coat insulated him. He is liking his new hair do, as although winter he does suffer a bit with the heat in the home, so now he is happy to lie on your lap all night without over heating.
Now for a very cute video of Smudge. Smudge is our wonder Mum who produced nine pups in her first litter back in April and she is Millie's daughter. Last night my son dug out an old Stylophone we have and we noticed Smudge doing the famous Cavalier head tilt to the sound of it. My husband calls Smudge "Old Duffer", as a term of indearment and if I sneak out of an early morning when my husband is going of to work at 5am, you will find him eating his breakfast with Smudge sat on his lap. He doesn't let me do that.Lol
WARNING: A Stylophone is being played in this video !
A night for head tilting, as next we have Alfie from Dolly's litter born back in October 2011 who Reggie is the Dad of. Thanks Gina and Tony for the lovely video and photo's of your Alfie. He is such a handsome boy.
Next is Archie who was born this year in April and thanks to the Lunn family for your festive photo's of Archie. Archie is from Smudge's bumper litter of nine pups with Dad being Reggie.
Now this photo just came into night of Dougle out and about today. Thanks Trudi for the photo and update. Dougle is from Millie's litter born this year in March being one of seven and Reggie is his Dad.
Now for three of the four pups that have just left us from Primrose's litter born in September. First is Archie and thanks Ann for these two lovely photo's of your boy. Next is Maisy looking all snuggled up and thanks Sue for this very cute photo and lastly is Jenson who had seemingly settled at night to having a little blip last night with going to sleep around 1 am and then awake again at 5.15 am. Thanks Nadine for your fun updates and photo of Jenson
Last of the photo's tonight is of Alfie and Kym. Now Alfie is pretty special as he is from our first ever litter of Cavapoo's out of Millie and is 3 years old and his Dad is my sister's Poodle Rollo. Gill then came back 18 months latter after getting Alfie to then get Kym from us and her Mum is Dolly with the same Dad as Alfie. Kym is a certified Dogs Helping Kids (DHK) trained dog for schools and if you want to know more about this charity the website is www.dogshelpingkids.co.uk. Tracey Berridge who started DHK is a local to me dog trainer with a very good reputation and has had a few Poundlane pups go through her puppy training classes. Thanks Gill for keeping intouch and the lovely photo's of your two stars.
Now I must retire, as the second and my last glass of wine for the night approaches me. I don't expect to get on here again until after boxing day. I have sent e cards to everyone and see some have not picked them up yet, so I will wish everyone a Very Merry Christmas !
I will hope to get a blog in before the New Year.
Jane x (That wine has really kicked in )
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.