BEWARE : This blog may offend those lacking a sense of humour
The New Year is now well and truly underway and our children all return to school tomorrow morning, so the pile of school shirts, trousers and jumpers that had been sitting in the airing cupboard for two weeks can wait no longer to be ironed. Really hate ironing and if I was wealthy enough to employ someone to do such tasks for me, I would pay them handsomely.
Unfortunately in life we only seem to think that value should only be given to those who are arseholes, sorry I meant aspirational (although many might argue that I was right with the word arseholes. Lol). It seems we lay to often more value on social prestige and material success forgetting the really important people who allow for the aspirational to be, instead of them having to do all the jobs that are paramount to human survival and are totally undervalued. Unfortunately with out the foundation workers, the aspirational would soon be the desperational.
An example of value in a humans work can easily be seen if we compare brain surgeons and dustbin collectors. Now brain surgeons do obviously wonderful work and this will afford them great social prestige and material success, unlike the dustbin collector who will have little social prestige and barely a living wage, but if all the brain surgeons in London were to down tools for a month and all the dustbin collectors were to down tools for a month and no rubbish was collected in London for a month, I'm pretty sure more people would die from the inaction of the dustbin men, than the inaction of the brain surgeons. Think about it thoroughly before jumping on a loosely girthed high horse, I'm not downing brain surgeons, just seeing the value in dustbin collectors and the reasoning why I would pay handsomely, if I could, for someone else to do my bloody ironing. Lol
"Blimey Jane, you're sounding like a red hot socialist." "Who little old me a red hot socialist, silly you, not to worry, I can't afford to be a socialist." Lol
Just had four months watching Christmas being flogged to death and now in the UK we have to put up with four months of electioneering. I think rope sales will be going through the roof the first part of 2015 here in the UK.
This is now the dog bit after the preaching, as I have said before, "I really like narrowing down my clientele base." Hopefully it lessens the amount of aspirationals contacting me. Lol. Hope you're getting that joke, you will of had to read the above and if I have to explain that, maybe you might be an arsehole. Lol. "Gosh, it's the New Year and t'is firing on all cylinders, you." Lol
Less of the nonsense and lets get down to some business, I use the term "business"very loosely. In 2015 we hope to breed two litters, which details of can be found on the "Future Litters" page.
All the Cavaliers we are breeding with in 2015 have passed their heart examinations on the 10th December 2014 and for Primrose, Smudge and Toby the next health examination is having their eyes checked at Tavistock by Chris Warren. I will get that booked in tomorrow, as I had been waiting on Primrose's eye to be healed enough to be examined. Details of Primrose's eye injury and progress can be found on the blogs 12/12/2014, 15/12/2014 and 18/12/2014.
As the photo of Primrose's eye shows tonight the corneal ulcer on her eye has healed very well and just a small area of misting can be seen on the cornea, where the original injury to the cornea occurred and the eye is healed enough to be examined.
After the eye tests and hopefully Toby passes that, he then has to visit Bristol for a MRI scan and be graded for Chiari Malformation (CM) and Syringomyelia (SM). So fingers crossed!
The slide show below are photo's that have been taken over the holidays, mostly by our children of the dogs.
“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.