Both are reasonably well behaved and those folk who filled my head with horror stories of destroyed homes and gardens were only right to some extent. A pair of "Curate's Eggs" - they have their good sides and then they have their "other" side. The seedlings and flowers beds that they dug up for fun or trampled whilst chasing lizards in their early days have, more or less, fully recovered and overall the garden is looking full and pretty, however, if I ever want to taste low hanging fruit, I have to beat them to it.
All said and done, I would not have them any other way - both are full of character (like the people we know, each have their very own quirks and foibles) and are lots of fun. We spend endless hours laughing at our own silliness (I include myself in that). The story of the crazy lady with an old broom, two mad dogs and a frenzied rat being chased all around the garage will no doubt be told and re-told over time. The destroyed Barbour jacket.....and yesterday, a manic moment of trying to aid a mongoose's escape from the clutches of two very excitable hounds who, in their view, were just executing their duty, for after all a mongoose does look rather like an extremely large rat, wearing a tail toupee - thankfully the wiley mongoose remained unscathed....this time.
And now I have a hankering to get one more canine companion, just because I fancy having a dog called Reg about the place : ))
|If only I could keep my eyes open for just one more mouthful...yawn, y-a-w-n!|
|Hmmm, there goes another box of greens! "We just love helping the Mama!"|
|George snoozing in his private pool|
|I know you just mopped the floor, but can I come in just for a while? Can I, can I?|
|The Big Fella...|
|....and the Little Miss|
|George doing what George does best : )|
|Eh, I think my head is stuck Mama.....H-E-L-P!!|