We changed! I know, you’ve probably already noticed. We thought we were getting a little “cluttered” with too many places to visit. Can be a bit distracting.
So …… More is Less – just like us Scotties. We’re “less” of a dog if you consider size as a primary factor, but we’re certainly “more” when it comes to character, tenacity and of course ….. teeth! (and if you add Gus and Kyla to this equation, then there’s appetite as well!).
We think we like the new style. Its simple and clean – something not very like us Sparhawk Scotties at all. Simple – oh no, we’re far too complex to be analysed. And clean? Good heavens, the merest thought of being clean appalls us. Unfortunately She doesn’t hold with this last sentiment. She makes sure we’re clean all most of the time.
OK folks, its been a blogging good week and the weekend fast approaches. Hope y’all have a great one and we’ll blog together next week.
This is Gus. He’s supposed to be displaying Poster type styling. We’re not so sure, but he still looks good though! Makes our carpet look a little “threadbare!!”
We’ve been patrolling Her facebook site, and came across this. It reduced Her to tears when she first saw it, but it’s certainly worth sharing. She also believes in the sentiment.
We thought our blog was a little unorganised/disorganised (both having the same meaning with our blog!!) so we’ve made Her more organised.
The top three “sliding” posts will remain the same. They are little “bio’s” about us – so if you forget what we’re like, you can just pop to the top of our blog and remind yourselves!
The other two areas will still be headed up “features” and “gossip” and contain good stuff about us – and you guys as well!
We hope you’ll continue to visit and that you’ll enjoy our “scottie stuff”.
Yap! I’m Finlay. Born 14th February 2003. Litter of 4 boys. Same litter as Bobby. Izzy was our real mama (her proper name was Little Miss Tittle-Tattle of Sparhawk). She was a brilliant mama. Forever wanting to clean us! Was really funny when Gus came back to live with us – he was having none of that! His “bits” were just that – his bits and that’s the way he kept it! But we young ‘uns, just like the two-legged boyfolk, let our Mama’s keep us clean.
I ended up in the Show Ring, just like Bobby. And I qualified for Crufts. She let me attend, even though She didn’t like it – and I concur wholeheartedly. I struggled to pee/poo in the sawdust pit and ended up hanging on to it for the whole day. We trotted around the Show Ring at about 9am but was not allowed to leave until 4pm!!!! Sooooo not fun. I would have refused to go again – but She came to her senses.
So I retired gracefully from the show ring after about 18 months. But I didn’t need anything after that, because I’m just soooooo cute, and very good to Her. I might grumble at approaching dogs, but that’s only because Bobby has “started me off”. I’m a gentleman.
I’m also very sensitive. Don’t like ANYONE laughing AT me, otherwise I sulk! For hours! Just turn my back on Everyone.
Unfortunately I’ve had to have “that operation” in 2009 and ever since then I’ve become a “lap dog”. Can you believe that – a Scottie being a lap dog – but I love it. I get to sit with Her all night, either on her lap, draped across Her, or just sitting on the settee with Her. I’ve been like this since “the op”. Before that I preferred the floor/carpet/own bed. Now I’m a new man and much better for it.
I just absolutely adore travelling in our Motorhome (Lady Doris). I get to sit upfront, sometimes navigating, sometimes making sure He does the right thing, sometimes I go to sleep ‘cos They’ve got it under control. Bobby’s very wary of the travelling bit – he’ll hide in the darkest corner until we’ve arrived – then he’s just …… Bobby! Gus is like me, although he’s happy to stay in the back, chilled out. He’s probably guarding the food!
I love our daily walks, although there are certain walks I prefer over some of the others. I make this obvious to Her by not keeping up, just standing still until She turns around to see where I am. Then I make her call me, lots of time, before running up to her with my tail wagging. I also don’t like my photo being taken so much – you’ll have guessed this because I mostly have my ears down or tucked away and no amount of soft, sweet talking by Her or Him will get me to lift them up, so I often look like a Scottie without ears!
You’ll get a gist of our characters as you paw your way through our blog.
Yap! You’ve got it – I’m Gus. Born on 12th February 1999, in a little of 4 (two boys, two girls). They kept one girl and called her Kelpie and I went to live with Her Mama & Papa, just around the corner! We saw each other nearly every day, so when I unfortunately had to move back to look after Them after my own peeps passed on, it wasn’t such a bad thing, really.
Only thing was, They (my now new Mama/Papa, known as Her, She, He, Him & They & Them) thought I was faaaaar too fat and so gradually reduced my food to get me slimmer. I’ve been looking after Them for 4 years now, and I’m much slimmer. However, They still call me a “Food Monster” or “Kitchen Assistant” ‘cos I’m always at Her feet in the kitchen. You can snaffle a lot of extra stuff that way and I highly recommend it. Hence the chicken bone last week!
I love going on walks. At first it was hard ‘cos I wasn’t used to walking for so long. My first peeps only took me for walks around the village. OK it was 5 times a day, but the walks were very short. Now my new peeps – they like to go on lots of rambling walks. I’ve got used to these walks now they are FAB-U-LOUS walks! I love to sniff. Boy do I love to sniff. I can spend 5 whole minutes, apparently, sniffing just one blade of grass. She “changed” my name to Will Sniff – I went on Twitter and demanded the return of my name!
I don’t do tricks, like Bobby – so demeaning for a Scottie, especially one of my grand age – I could do them if I wanted to, but I choose not to. However, I do what They call the “bunny”. This is where I sit on my back legs, lift my upper body and waggle my front paws very fast. It makes Them smile ….. and some times I get a treat!
What I do with stunning ability, is hanging around the kitchen. Under Her feet. Always behind Her. Always in the next place She wants to step into. She calls me her Kitchen Assistant, but I think She’s the Kitchen Assistant and I’m the snoopervisor!
You’ll get a hint of what I’m like as you trot your way through these pages. Enjoy!
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