We are a family of animal lovers, from the birds on trees to the largest mammal on the earth. My dad looks after my birds with the very best seeds and nuts from a company in Devon. They love my dad at that company, or the “nice little old man from the North East” as he once heard himself reffered to as. Well, he is certainly nice, not so little and I prefer the term ‘older’ as opposed to ‘old’. He is always adding some form of nut or fatty ball holder into the garden. I have an apple tree that actually has more feeders on it than branches. The squirrels and the hedgehog are fed courtesy of George too. He says it is his responsibilty. “You supply the trees and wildlife so I will supply the food.” I’m not sure I supply the wildlife but it certainly does arrive.
Moving from outside to inside we have a small variety of critters. Downstairs we have Edgar, an eight month old Degu rescued from a greedy petshop.
We have Tino the Leopard Gecko …
and then we have Ares and Apollo the aged dwarf hamsters who refuse to kick the bucket. Defying their life expectancy of 18 months to 24 months.
Upstairs, and safely packed away in my daughters bedroom are the four female degus. Noisy… thats why they are tucked up there!
Lastly we have Dragon, the rather manly named Bearded Dragon.
I went to give him a stroke the other day and he whipped his tongue out as he thought I was food. Quite apt that he belongs to my son Allen who would like everything to be food.
So that brings me nicely back to my title. It is time… to have a fur-kid enter our home and our lives. Its been 11 years since we had a dog living with us but for me its only 11 years without a dog out of 43 years. We have requirements of course for the newest member of the family….
1. It has to be a rescue.
2. It has to be a male. (I believe a male would get along better with Scruff who is a little (unfortunately named) girl.
3. It has to get along with Scruff. (see above)
4. It has to be able to stay home alone for a maximum of 4 hours. (Preferably un-crated) If crated, it must be used to it as its not something every dog likes. I would like to give a dog a good and loving home and to not have to sacrifice my furniture, doors or cushions.
5. I’d prefer no casting or as little casting as possible… (I am a tidy nut!) so only a short haired pooch will do.
6. It MUST be able to live amongst all of the above.
Are my requirements acheivable? I hope so. We are not hurrying this process. We fostered a little guy called Cupid a week or so ago for a weekend and Cupid was almost perfect. Cupid failed at No. 6… miserably. Red mist appeared and no amount of nudging or coaxing from us would interupt him where the degus were concerned. Cupid had a similar unhealthy focus on the birdies in the trees… almost flying headlong through the conservatory window to ‘play’ with them. I also think No 4 would have been an issue.
So, we’ll see what happens and keep you updated.
I have no idea who reads now, if anyone does as its such a long time since I posted anything read-worthy. I’m grateful of readers and of course comments and I will try and visit some blogs too. No promises…. Lets just see.