Phoebe (or ‘FeeBee’!)
So we caved in, we admit it! Phoebe arrived today: a white Golden Retriever of some eight weeks of age. She is already finding her way around the house and falls asleep on my shoulder …. just like being a new ‘Mum’ (again!).
She will never replace Minty, who died 2 weeks ago, because no dog ever replaces another, but she is a lovely addition to the household in her own right. We haven’t seen Katy wagging her tail so much for a while now – so from day one it looks like they’re going to be firm friends…. so we are well and truly back to being a ‘two dog family’!
More pictures to follow as soon as I can work out how to get them off my camera, on to the PC and off the PC onto the website! It is the year of the letter ‘E’ for the registration of dogs, but we take some delight in giving our dogs the name we want then reverse-engineering things back to the official forms, so her ‘official’ name is actually ‘Euphemia’, which gives us Phoebe……..and to give you an idea of her size, she can fit into Tony’s shoe……ahhhhhhhhh!
Nice shoulder, hairy forearm and wedding watch-strap: shame about the white puff-ball!
You beat me to the web site ‘punch’ here – good on you! So I cheated and linked to your page from my site. Now if you want to put up a few lectures I can use in Lörrach or Colmar – feel free!!! Your site looks ‘cooler’ than mine and the comment facility works better once, that is, users get over the fact that they have to click on the words ‘No Comment’ to actually make a comment. What would my Dad have said: ‘You’ve surpressed yourself!” Tony
Hi Ellen & Tony
Love the little new addition and hope you have had good nights since she moved in.
Ellen I just love your webb site.
Do let me know when you move,
Love Helen
Phoebe …That face .. that newness, that look in the eyes,, – it is all So soo beutiful.. Tony will be sure to pen a poem… love J&D
When I Got My New Dog
I asked for strength that I might rear her perfectly;
I was given weakness that I might feed her more treats.
I asked for an obedient dog that I might feel proud;
I was given stubbornness that I might feel humble.
I asked for compliance that I might feel masterful;
I was given a clown that I might laugh.
I asked for a companion that I might not feel lonely;
I was given a best friend that I would feel loved.
I got nothing I asked for,
But everything that I needed.
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She doesn’t fit in Tony’s shoes anymore…. now she just eats them instead!