How safe is your home? May 20, 2009
Posted by themarchingjester in Life At Home, To Start Off With.Tags: bricks, death trap, fire, house, husband, local, melbourne, police, poodle, quiet, robber, roller shutters, roof, security, Toby
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Hello. Hope you are all well.
Michele and me had spent the last week looking at all available options to beef up security of our home after a brief flirtation with disaster.
Two weekends ago the quiet and peace of our neighbourhood was shattered by the ubiquitous presence of a very scary silhouette looming just outside our home. Mr Robber-to-be had driven his car right up into our driveway and had his face pressed against our windows, trying to peek in. Who knows what heinous deeds Mr Robber might have gotten up to had it not been the keen hearing of our bigger than life guard dog Toby (who growled at the window).
Friends have suggested he could be someone who’s probably lost and was looking for directions. Well mate, don’t you have a mobile phone and/or a Melways?
Others have suggested he could have arrived at the wrong house, and fully anticipating a housewarming or a barbie of sorts, drove up into a quiet house with no activity whatsoever. Well, if you turned up at a ‘wrong’ house, wouldn’t you call your mate to find out whether you’re at the right home?
Mr Robber also had stalker tendencies. Michele, upon hearing Toby’s growls, peeked through the blinds of our window upstairs and observed his every movement. By this time, Mr Robber had stepped out onto the pavement and was staring at the windows, trying to make sense of people at home.
Naked with your furry friend May 9, 2009
Posted by themarchingjester in Life At Home, Toby.Tags: grooming, naked, poodle, Toby, washing a dog
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Not too pleased!
Hello all, I hope you are well.
A conversation with a mate of mine over the general hygiene and overall cleanliness of our dogs several days ago turned into a debate on the best way to wash your dog. As my mate’s dog is a large labrador, he stands out in the backyard with him while watering and soaping him down.
As for Toby, I just strip my clothes off, step into the shower stall with Toby in it, shower first before attempting to wash Toby. By the time I get to Toby, he’s drenched, pulling the longest face a horse would be proud of and his tail’s between his legs.
If you seem surprised, or haven’t pressed the ’shock gasp horror’ button, be still your beating heart. Personally I think groomers do a better job than we do washing our furry friends, but can you really justify the $30 odd you pay? I sure don’t. And besides, it’s only a 30-45 minutes job. And it’s a great way to bond with your dog.
When Toby was much smaller, washing him wasn’t much of a problem. The laundry basin was big enough to accommodate an oft struggling Toby – guess he wasn’t used to be washed and soaped down then – and there’s just enough space to maneuvre him around the basin so he smells all nicey clean.
Now that Toby’s all of six kilogrammes and fully grown, the humble laundry basin won’t fit no more. As he got larger, I found it easier to wash him in the bath tub by letting the warm water run over him, filling up the tub as a gave him a thorough wash down.
