All Change - a new life plan

I recently heard a podcast host say that actually the best way to get an audience is not to say what amazing things you have done but to say what a terrible time you are currently going through because many people will identify with your situation.  Overwork which then led to work-related stress has been my 'terrible time' virtually since April this year but here I am, definitely on the brighter side of it with a lot more determination and a long term goal. Having literally just made the decision to escape the food manufacturing industry that I have been working in for the last 24 years, with the exception of a couple of years between the ages of 29 and 31 when i went travelling, it's a kind of odd, yet liberating, feeling, so now I am just working out my short term plan.

So whilst i had enforced time away from work when i was off with stress, it was my second hand dog that helped me through.  Another creature that wants to drag you out walking miles along the towpath or play in the field with the cows and the frisbee (That's a great image that I am going to leave just there!) or whilst you don't always feel that you can contact even your closest friends, you don't want to worry your parents and your husband is on expedition on the other side of the world, it's the dog that gets you out of bed every day, or rather he is willing to get out of his bed for the promise of a walk really early in the morning because your head is awake and buzzing with stupidness.  We caught some lovely sunrises, sunsets, moonlight and heat of the day walks and walked miles, all from the narrowboat mooring. 






In April we did a fabulous walk along the Nantlle ridge in Wales where Leelu did some more scrambling.  Once he gets into it he is really good.  The harness helps us to assist him up or down






We've had chilling out time in the sunshine on the mooring:

We've changed his food, he was so bored with his food which we decided was just like the inside of a malteser (with less taste), despite it being what he has eaten for his whole life, lots of research and advice and practical considerations were taken and the result is a happier dog with a shiny coat who eats all of his food and the occasional bone from the butchers - now he has learnt what to do with it!



We've learnt about Yellow Dog and got him a smart yellow bandana which has helped other people to keep their friendly, or otherwise, dogs away from him, he still can't cope, even if the other dog ignores him completely he still has to keep an eye, just in case they might suddenly want to come and attack him....

We've also done lots of hill walking with Ellen - I didn't have the energy to do mountain walking and Ellen is working towards her Hill the Moorland Leader qualification.  The best thing about Ellen, according to Leelu?  She always brings sausages!




So while I work out a short term plan and get over laryngitis, a plea - we've recently discovered how much fun an old football can be, even more fun than a tennis ball or frisbee.  We found one in the woods but it was disintegrating.  We found another floating past in the canal but then managed to kick it back in to the canal way out of reach.  Any old footballs would be welcomed!

Viv & Leelu x

March Mornings

I have to say that I am really enjoying the morning walks so far this month. It's much lighter when we go out so I no longer need my big bright yellow hi viz 'minion' coat and can resort to my royal blue waterproof and fleece instead. 

Life just seems so much better when you are getting up when it is just light and as the sun is rising, there have been some beautiful sunrises.  Last week there were some lovely cold, still mornings with a thick layer of frost on the ground, although it was still very muddy under foot, not that Leelu cares as long as the frisbee is flying high for him to chase!

This time of year sees the start of spring and whilst the ground is slowly drying out we have had some lovely walks listening to the blackbirds and thrushes singing, watching the Canada and pink footed geese fly overhead, the rooks building their nests, the daffodils flowering and not forgetting the bloomin pied wagtail couple that have come back to our mooring for the third year running and whose lovely tune I wake up to each morning! I've even put a nesting box up for them this year as there is no longer a secret wood pile or canoe to build a nest in or under! I hope they use it.

We have also had the 'teenage ' swans, last years young, group up together and come and mob us!

On our Saturday morning walk up the towpath we even saw the rubbish boat moored.  That is the boat that goes and fishes out all sorts of delights from in the canal (as opposed to a boat that is rubbish!).  We checked it for errant tennis balls but didn't see any so carried on.

We had to do a vet visit last week when I finally found the small bump on his shoulder that I had found and then lost again (that was a slightly embarrassing moment at the vets...er... He has a bump but I, err, can't find it...). The concern was that the bump is the same place that I removed a tick from at the end of last year, although clearly i can't have removed it properly.  It had obviously been itching him as he wrecked his collar trying to itch his shoulder against the brick wall.  Got some magic steroid cream and had a good chat to the vet about Lyme disease and also am going to get some combined flea and tick treatment to give him over the summer which is useful to know.

This weekend has been designated bath time, he doesn't know yet but will no doubt be practising his baleful look!

Happy spring everyone!

Viv & Leelu

The first 12 months

In 2 days time we will be celebrating the first day that 'Umlilo' was brought into our lives.  Now commonly known to you all as 'Leelu' the frisbee and tennis ball addicted border collie that currently spends most of his time quite muddy due to the very wet state of the fields next to where our boat is moored, loves his bed, cuddles, us, my parents, in fact many human beings...but not other dogs, especially Labradors whom is quite traumatised by.  Just as well we live in the middle of nowhere. 

His nemesis, TJ, a black barrel of a lab with a leg at each corner, can't half move when he spots Leelu in the field .  He has been known to joyously jump on him (whilst our hero naps in the sunshine under the picnic bench outside!).  Leelu doesn't make much noise at all , everything is communicated with the eyes but husband actually heard him bark when TJ appeared unexpectedly at our gate. We've not heard him before or since though.

We do now have a lovely couple who do, amongst other things, dog walking for those days when both of us are at work.  They have been taking him out with Lucy, the quietest, sweetest older lady Labrador.  He does what we call his 'snarly face' (on account of not making much verbal noise) which she ignores and carries on pottering about.

Then we come to a black lab (although a very tiny 3 yo) called Daisy.  Daisy belongs to the friend of husband. 4 of us had a great stomp up on Kinder from Edale, even going via Kinder Downfall to see if it was "in" (a joke you either get or you don't) just before new year.  As we were walking with another dog (even though she was ignoring him) , I still gave him the safety tennis ball, it's a bit like a security blanket for him. After 3 hours of throwing the ball and throwing the ball, I took it off him, he had got used to her being around, despite her also expressing love for the tennis ball which caused a bit of a collision that shocked them both.  At first he wandered about a bit, then he started following her , then he started following her in a right old nose to tail fashion.  And that is when our boy dog first discovered girl dogs!

The scar he arrived with from barbed wire, or another dog, whichever your point of view and it doesn't matter, healed well, he got used to us, our vet says that he is in great condition, he copes with other dogs but he doesn't have to like them, he plays in the field every day, gets great walks in the mountains (sadly not every day), has slept in a tent, sleeps in the camper van with us when we go away, had a great new ruffwear harnesses which makes lifting him over stiles so much easier, and  gets lots of fuss, his own bed by the stove, which sometimes gets lit just for him, yogurt pots to lick out and cheese as a treat , although more recently bacon rind from my Mum!

Thank you for coming into our lives, we couldn't imagine life without you. Except for lie ins of course!