Thursday, 29 November 2012

Dog Days

This is Eli.

Eli is eleven months old, and at this moment bombing round the house like a dog possessed.  Full pelt, around the living room, down the hall, into the kitchen, round the table, back into the hall, then back into the living room and around again.  Three circuits later, he's jumped up on the sofa next to me, laid down on top of my feet, panting away!

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He's a cross between a shih tzu and a llasa apso, and I'm still not sure whether we should call him a shih apso or a llasa tzu ~ seriously, try saying each aloud and see what you think!

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He's a complete softie, and spends his time following me around the house like a toddler ~ whenever I settle down he sits on my feet, or as close as he can.  It's very handy, now the weather has turned a little chilly ~ he's like an everlasting hot water bottle to keep my feet toasty when I'm sat on the sofa or snuggling in bed.

I think dogs are a little like children ~ once you've acquired one (through whatever route), and he/she/it has spent a couple weeks getting to know you and vice versa, it becomes very difficult to remember a time when they weren't around!

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At the top of tomorrow's to do list is trim the hair around his eyes and face ~ he's starting to look a bit like the  Dulux dog!

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