I took my dog out for her afternoon walk, all was normal, she was running around on the lead chasing birds and leaves and anything else that moved, as usually she is very energetic, changing directions all of a sudden, stopping in front of me so that I nearly fall over, you know the usual stuff.
Missy the dog, is only small and very timid, if another dog is around she starts to whimper and stays close to me, I’m used to it now, but today all of a sudden, any big dog which walked passed she decided to run at them growling, the big dogs just stood and looked in awe at the Mars Bar in front of them. As we marched further I bumped into a nice old man with a walking stick and two dogs, I stopped and asked him what breed one of his dogs was, he replied ‘a Lurcher’ and true to form the Lurcher, Lurched at my dog in a very playful way, Well Missy was not in the mood for this a started to run around the nice old man, well here’s the problem, as she ran round the man, she was still attached to the extendable lead and before I knew it he was trapped, tied up and looking really worried, it didn’t help that the Lurcher was still chasing Missy around this poor man who by was now was well and truly stuck. In my embarrassment I am trying to untangle him but it was really hard so I decided the only way to resolve this problem without the old man falling on the floor was to unclip the lead so he could be set free, all the time thinking what any on lookers must have been thinking. Anyway once the lead was unclipped, Missy ran, and ran fast with the Lurcher chasing behind.
Luckily we were on the Bridle path at Uppermill so she was unlikely to meet any traffic. So I proceeded to untangled the man who fortunately found the whole thing quite amusing but his Lurcher had ran off chasing Missy, fortunately his dog came back when he was called, but mine did not, I then had to chase her for about 20 mins it wasn’t that she was scared, or traumatised in anyway, to her being off the lead means freedom to explore without mummy spoiling all the fun and she intended to stay clear of me for as long as she could.
So now I’m knackered for want of a better word and I’ve finally got the dog back on the lead and I’m heading for the Stables where I keep my Horse, its time to Muck out do all those Horsey chores. I don’t often take the dog to the yard as the dog is jealous of my Horse Amy, she doesn’t like Amy getting any attention, so I have to put up with Missy screeching what I believe are objections to be tied up whilst I cuddle and mess with another very big dog, Amy doesn’t mind the dog barks or whimpers as long as she has food she is happy. One of my friends offered to give me a lift back home and I gratefully accepted. The dog has been fast asleep since we got back, but she’ll be up and wanting another walk later on, – well my husband can do that, I’ve had enough for one day.
In September 2010, my husband and I decided we wanted a dog; I used to class myself as a “Cat person”. Cats ruled, they are so much easier to look after than dogs, you don’t need to take them for a walk, they don’t demand as much attention as a dog and ‘life’s a beach’. The only downside with a cat is that from an early age you have to train them not to play chicken with cars and trucks, they seem to think it’s fun, having 9 lives and all. So with this in mind we decided dog was the way forward. One Sunday Morning we went to Manchester Dogs Home to take a look around. Wow, if you have ever been to a Dogs Home you will know what I mean. It’s quite an experience seeing all those animals desperate for love and affection. Of course from the minute I walked into the small dog enclosure the first dog I saw was labeled as a Chihuahua cross breed age 14 years. It was the scruffiest, oldest looking dog I had ever seen, and immediately fell in love with her. My husband was not impressed at all, he wanted a sheepdog! I still laugh thinking about when they lifted my chosen dog out of her pen and put her in my arms, I was flooded with kisses and cuddles, well that was it, I was on my way to the counter with my new dog under my arm, and my husband dragging his feet and growling at me all the way.
My new dog was very thin, underweight and had a lot of scabs around her bottom, she had no teeth at the front top and bottom but still had all her fangs which protruded from the bottom of her mouth, this made her look really funny, and dare I say it…. ugly, but to me that is what made her cute. We were given a new dog pack, and told she needed to have her last vaccination from the vet and I must arrange this myself. We got home and had no idea what to call this new dog, she had not been named at the Home as she had been found Stray about 2 weeks prior to me rescuing her, we shouted thousands of names at her but none of them caught her attention so for the first 4 days she was known as “thingy”. Eventually we named her “Missy”, born again, into her new home with new loving owners, yes even my husband came round, a lot quicker than I expected. Missy just wants cuddles and kisses and lot of love, she is a loyal friend and the best Pet we have ever had. We don’t know for sure how old she is, she has lots of energy, and is a very affectionate dog. Missy is my inspiration, since I have owner her she has helped me focus on my life and where I want to go, where I want to be in 10 years, and now all thanks to Missy I am the proud owner of GGL Pet Supplies and Services.