Million Paws Walk

Posted on April 30, 2007
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It’s that time of year again! Time to support all the little puppies and kittens that need homes. The RSPCA holds a fund raising event every year around Australia called “The Million Paws Walk.”

In Perth it’s held in Sir James Mitchell Park. People are encouraged to bring their dogs, go for a walk, get them bathed or just hang around and show some support. There are many, many ways to help.

All proceeds on the day go to the RSPCA so… get your shoes on, get the lead out and tell Fido your going walking!


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Knitting. Not the most common Australian pastime.

Posted on April 29, 2007
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I have started knitting.

I’m 32.

For some reason these two facts don’t go well together. At least, in my mind. I always thought of knitting as a “Nana” activity. Probably because it’s something that my Nana does and no one else!

In any case, I saw an advert on television a while back. Teach yourself to knit with this handy-dandy magazine that teaches you all of the different stitches etc… by knitting a blanket one square at a time. I was looking for something to occupy a bit of time as I’ve gone off reading for the moment.

I don’t know if it’s just me, but I go through phases of reading ravenously and then not wanting to look at a book for a while. I used to crochet (I know, I know! Also a “nana-ish” activity but because she started it, and all I did was continue to go in circles until I had a blanket, I didn’t think of it that way.)

Back to the ad. So I think, ‘Hey great! I’ll do that to keep busy and when I’m done I’ll have this rockin’ blanket!’

I went down to the local news agency and signed up. “I’ll take Volume One now and sign me up for the rest!”

I’m a sucker…I know. The thing is, I really enjoy it! So far I have done 4 of the squares for the blanket and they aren’t half bad (if I do say so myself.) The thing is, one little 15cm square is hardly enough to keep you busy for a whole week so, you move on to the other items in the magazine.

I have knitted 3 scarves to date (cause I’m good at scarves…LOL) and am starting on a hat and a basket this week. With any luck, I might get to wear the scarves.

This IS Australia.

If not, I think I know what my mum and sister are getting for Christmas. (They live Canada.)
A box full of scarves! ;)

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For the non-believers

Posted on April 26, 2007
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For those of you that thought Tomi must be barking or growling (implying that I’m nuts) I’ve recorded him “talking” to me whilst I sat innocently at the computer this morning.

Tomi Talking

Sorry for the link but I’ve tried everything to embed the video and apparently I need a key (which I assume the site owner has but she’s sleeping as it’s almost midnight there.) So for the time being it must be a link but I’ll sort it out shortly.

Now…. is he barking, growling, whining or what?

***Update: I’ve solved the embedding issue as you can now see. Hooray!

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My dog won’t let me blog

Posted on April 25, 2007
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I’ve been sitting here trying to write this blog for some time now but every time I look at the computer screen, my puppy “talks” to me. (For those unfamiliar with this blog talk = whine)

He jumps up and rests his head on the arm of the chair and looks at me with those big soulful eyes.

“What?” I say.

He of course doesn’t respond. If he did I might be worried. He just looks at me, happy to be the center of attention. So I go back to typing. Whimper.

“Whaaaat? What do you want?”

Nothing.

Type, type, type… Whimper.

Now he has his rope in his mouth. Ah ha! I understand the “talking.” It’s play time. Basically the whimper means “Play with meeeeeeeeeee.” and I’m not going to get anything done until I spend some quality time with the puppy. Off I go to entertain the dog.

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I’m back. I’m pooped, he’s pooped and sleeping next to me on his new bed (I did eventually make it to Kmart.)

You know, one of my friends is often having to drop things because she has two little kids, a three year old and an infant. That I can understand. I never thought having a puppy would put me in the same circumstances. “No, I don’t breast feed, I play tug-a-war with a lapdog.”

Sheeeeeeesh!

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The Best 15 bucks I ever spent…

Posted on April 24, 2007
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…was on a little bone dog tag that has Tomi’s name and my mobile number engraved in it. You see, this weekend the little escape artist ran away…twice.

The first time, Saturday, the screen door mustn’t have latched properly when I drove Chloe to a friends house. We were not even there yet when my phone rang. It was Brian.
“Do you have the dog?”
“No, what do you mean do I have the dog?”
“He’s not here.”
“Crap”

So, after dropping Chloe off I rush back home, forgoing my trip to Kmart for (ironically) a dog bed. A few blocks away from the house the phone rings again. It’s some strange lady.

“Hello?”
“Yes?”
“I think your dog followed me home.” (She thinks he followed her home? Isn’t she sure?)
“Oh, thank goodness! Where do you live?”
“I’m at *an address a few blocks away*”
“I’ll be right there.”

So off I go, after all it’s only a minute away. Parking outside her house I can hear Tomi talking. He’s a very vocal dog and often whines just get your attention. We call it talking (can you tell we are dog people?) So I’m sure I have the right place.

Once inside I find him playing with a Jack Russle Terrier and having a grand old time. I thank the lady profusely and head home where I find Brian, Jamie, Chelsea and Connor all out searching for the dog. I should have called but I was literally a minute away!

Chelsea is almost in tears, Connor is panicked, Jamie determined and Brian annoyed. They are all relieved the see Tomi in the back of my car.

Whew! Close call. Tomi is pretty stupid about cars and our biggest worry isn’t that he’ll get lost but that he’ll get hit. We make a point of stressing the need to PULL THE DOOR CLOSED behind you.
Roll on Sunday.

Jamie is standing in the doorway holding the screen door open with his body. *Sigh* Tomi makes a break for it and takes off with Jamie close behind, chasing him to the strains of Brian hollering “YOU IDIOT!”

This time, miraculously, Tomi listens when Jamie yells “Tomi, SIT!” for the umpteenth time and sits patiently on the footpath waiting for Jamie to collect him.

I’m seriously debating a zapping tool to keep him in…or to train the kids to keep the damn door closed!

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