Dogs are just kids on 4 paws

The more you talk to dogs, the more they understand. There are 2 words that are currently pretty much part of our daily life : Vet and Doctor and the girls know Vet is this guy we visit when they are sick and Doctor is something Dennis or I do to them when they are sick.

Last night, I called: " Rhea, Doctor ! "
No answer, normally she just comes to me and lays down, so I call again. Still no answer. I go to the living room and she was napping in her basket.

Well, my fault, I had forgotten the skin spray just after her supper. So I ask her again. She looks at me like " Na, I'm good here ".
So I said " OK, if you don't want to come, I do Doctor with Bubbles ".  Point is when you have a Doctor session, you get a small biscuit.  Rhea still doesn't move.

So I walk backwards direction kitchen, Bubbles follows me and looks back at Rhea " Ah ! you're just too stupid " and Rhea " She won't dare doing Doctor with you".

We arrive in the kitchen, when after 1 minute Rhea suddenly rushes in, sees me inspecting Bubbles ears and teeth ( I had to do something ), can't believe her eyes I am doing Doctor to her, and then squeezes between Bubbles and the washing machine and sits down.

Look at Bubbles " Get lost ".
Look at me " I am ready ".

Rhea got her Doctor and her biscuit. As of Bubbles, I always open the garden door, so she can close it and get a biscuit too.

These guys are just hilarious. They are such an important part of my life.

Today's weather is eek and 2 walks mean 2 opportunities to get wet. I took both, lol.

Project 365+1 - Day 254 : Legs

Just caught Dennis before he was leaving. A good way to also show his fav trousers and his fav red shoes !

LSNED - Day 9 : Sunday listening

Imagine a busy high street on a sunny afternoon. There are 1000 people passing by , there is me in the middle of all these people and there is 1 lost soul looking for comfort. Whom do you think the lost soul will stop ?

I've been like this all my life : People try to communicate with me, they come to talk to me , sometimes they have nice things to say, sometimes they have nothing to say but they still want to tell it to me. I can't go anywhere without people wanting talking to me even strangers and because I am a good listener and a kind spirit, I listen to them.

In my twenties, I really used to hate it because my friends were calling me St Bernard, you know this massive dog in the French Alps carrying a small rum barrel around his neck and supposed to save people. I was also nicknamed Sister Charity.

Getting older, I got to realize that it is in fact a blessing. It can be a bit time consuming sometimes, lol, but I learn so much about myself and when this somebody I don't know then smiles at me or tells me " you made my day ", it does me so good on the top !

So this is my lesson for today:

It happened to me this morning again in the park. I " know " this lady who was going to the Post Office once a week and one day I noticed she was local as she was walking one of her daughters' dog in the park.

I even don't know her name, but one day she told me her husband had been diagnosed with lung cancer ( they are both in their eighties ). Each time I see her , I ask how he is doing and he is doing pretty badly now, but then she will start talking about their 12 grandchildren, 8 boys and 4 girls and how blessed they are to have them. She kind of makes a verbal blog since the lat time we met, most of the stories, she tells me every single time we meet but when she goes away I can see she is happier and she has more hope. On my side she keeps on inspiring me with the courage she shows, facing her situation.

Take care everybody, xxx