It’s been a while, but a lot has happened. A new house, a new granddaughter, retirement etc. not to mention the odd hospital stay and the loss of a very good friend.
Firstly the new, to me, house. It’s a bungalow, a little bungalow. Quite a change from the old house, which had plenty of rooms, with lots of storage, and two garages. Downsizing to this little house with less and smaller rooms, no built in storage and one small garage has been a bit of an awakening. I have far too much stuff, so the last year has been spent sorting through boxes, selling or giving away all sorts of things, building wardrobes, or rather helping my son build the wardrobes in exchange for cups of tea and slices of cake. The previous owner was a heavy smoker so I’ve been cleaning, stripping walls, wallpapering and painting. The house is beginning to look more as I’d like it to look and has proved to be a happy move.
The new granddaughter is just as delightful as her big sister, being a Granny is great fun.
Retirement is proving to be as busy as everyone says it is, there always seems something to do, someone to see or somewhere to go. I love it and feel much better for it.
Sadly in the Spring this year my lovely friend and companion Tilly, also known as the polar dog, died. She had been ill since Christmas, but seemed to be improving when she took a sudden turn for the worse. Tilly was a very special dog, all dogs are special but Tilly was special in so many ways. When I first met her she had little to recommend her, she was thin, she was moulting, had fleas, had never walked on a lead so reacted like a wild pony, she had digestive problems, almost constant tummy troubles made worse by her anxiety, she stole food, tore the house up if she was left alone and was jealous of our resident dog. However she was beautiful, was desperate to please and responded to a more settled life by slowly relaxing. It took time but gradually we identified that her digestive problems stemmed from a wheat allergy, the introduction of grain free dog food and salmon oil controlled her diarrhoea, improved her coat and she gained weight, although she never lost her fear of making a mess. She gradually relaxed when left alone for short periods. Nino, our Border Terrier, helped her a lot and they became great friends.
Walking her on a lead was difficult, she leapt and turned and ran and spinned and pulled, oh how she pulled! Walking the two dogs together was known as the Sail and the Anchor, Tilly racing ahead like a sail in a gale force wind, Nino pulling backwards or sitting down. Tilly loved to be outside, running and chasing, catching a ball or a stick or a raggie. She was a joy to watch, her happiness was a delight to see. When Nino developed Canine dementia Tilly looked after him, shepherding him around when he was confused and keeping him company. She helped to bring up Skye, the black German Shepherd puppy we got and they have lived happily together for the last seven years. They loved to play together, chase each other and play fight.
Although Skye grew to be a much bigger stronger dog, Tilly could subdue her with a look and frequently pushed her to the floor and washed her like a puppy to put her in her place. Skye began to look after Tilly as her health worsened and would lie beside her quietly when she was upset. Skye has missed her greatly in the months since she died as we all have but every cloud has a silver lining, all the Cuzs and tennis balls now belong to her!