Taking modesty a bit Ferrari…..

When you are named after a famous racing driver who also happens to be Italian you are sure to be affected in some way or another. Today’s walk with Enzo was pretty uneventful…sniffed some trees…found a stick…carried said stick…chewed said stick…looked at a squirrel…looked at some ducks…looked at another squirrel…rolled in some snow…said “hello” to … More Taking modesty a bit Ferrari…..

Happiness is a dog called Charlie…

I don’t know if it was the sun, the copious amounts of fresh water, the hand-selected and strategically distributed freeze-dried liver treats, the receipt of  “good boy” compliments  (for actually being a good boy), the satisfaction of yomping up and down two hills, the companionship of other canine buds or the slightly cool breeze through … More Happiness is a dog called Charlie…

Never doubt the intelligence of dogs….or should that be their willingness to please…

Whilst out on the Monday Afternoon Pooch Walk the boys noticed a traffic sign. In the spirit of obedience, goodwill and group harmony they were only too happy to comply. It almost seemed a shame to tell them that the sign related to cars in the car park and not pooches on the Pooch Walk … More Never doubt the intelligence of dogs….or should that be their willingness to please…

Is sharing dog slobber the same as swapping spit (so to speak)…?

When I first started my long association with dogs, having a pet was my prime motivation…particularly coming from a family where pets were not allowed. Indeed, the thought of having a furry, four-legged canine friend was, of itself, almost enough; particularly as my experience with cats was fun but ultimately a much more “one way” … More Is sharing dog slobber the same as swapping spit (so to speak)…?