Spidey is on holiday in Ireland, where he has swum(?) three times in the sea, and become obsessed with a garden pond.

Lucky, apparently, is sporting ribbons in her hair and her tummy is a lot better :)

first viewing today

A couple came over to look at the pups, they were actually looking FOR a Jack Russell/Pomeranian cross, so how cool is that? And they really liked one of the girls (well actually there were three that they liked, but one girl in particular)...so I shall hear from them after the weekend. Fingers crossed.

Some other news

Prior to the 'Uglygate' incident (he is impeached, dishonoured, disowned) I'd actually been having a lovely day, including going to visit the 'grandparents' of Foxy the hot Pomeranian. Except only one of them was in, David, but he was delighted to see us and very grateful that I got in touch. I guess it's really now a matter of them choosing one of the pups to keep or sell as their 'stud fee'.

Also on the walk, I spotted an ad in a window, a 'trustworthy 14yr old boy' seeking a 'friendly dog to walk 2-3 times a week'. Naturally I rang to enquire further, and spoke to a very posh-sounding guy who is the 14yr old's father, and it looks like we'll all meet up on Sunday and see how him and Spidey get on. As Lucky obviously wouldn't fit the bill...

Finally, here's a new photo of the puppies...

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...

...and handsome is what handsome does.

Oh, I was absolutely spitting last night. This friend of mine, currently homeless, staying in my daughter's bedroom until he sorts himself out and therefore on hand to do a spot of dog-sitting etc when necessary...he sits in my kitchen (eating my food, drinking my wine) and starts going on about how UGLY he thinks my dog is!!!!! And doesn't shut up, rants on and on for about ten minutes about how UGLY and DEFORMED-LOOKING she is. God, I felt really furious!!!!

I couldn't believe that he could actually perceive her as anything but utterly adorable and gorgeous, to be honest, but fair enough, each to their own, we all have our own unique perspectives after all. I went and asked my neighbour what she thought, if Lucky was ugly, and actually it seemed very much as though that was her opinion also! Perhaps not so harsh. But what she said was, 'It's a Jack Russell...' (shrug) and 'it's her personality I find a bit off-putting, she scares me, she's really yappy...' Etc. Sigh...

It's true, the dog is out of her tiny little mind half the time. Hates the postman. Hates the hoodies (who do taunt her given half a chance). Hates some other dogs, or at least launches into a frenzy of barking when she catches their scent, walking by...She's been known to take against people for no good reason, and has nipped rather more people than can be right, and I still need to get her a muzzle...

But she's definitely not ugly or deformed and the asshole 'friend' of mine ought to look at his own ugly mug in the mirror...

Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh.

Okay, I feel better now. And somewhat wiser. I don't actually really want to fall out over it either. But it will take some time for my ire to die down.

Advertising the puppies...

And here's the wording of the ad I want to put on Epupz.co.uk...

These beautiful puppies are Lucky's second litter, so we know precisely (up to a point!) how gorgeous they will turn out as fully-grown dogs. For a start they will be SMALL, making them perfect pets for Londoners like ourselves.
Lucky herself is a stunningly good-looking wire-haired Jack Russell, and the dad, Foxy, is the most gorgeous Pomeranian I have ever seen. He and Lucky met on the Heath at the end of April and it was love (or lust!) at first sight...
The puppies were born one week ago and are strong and healthy and putting on weight. They are all incredibly cute, five are quite light-coloured, one is darker, they all have dark ears and muzzles. Some have white markings (there's one with the most adorable thin streak of white down its muzzle) and the dark one has a white chest and throat. They're adorable, so come and see!!!

Anyway, hopefully we'll have a lot of interested buyers clamouring for a puppy...awwwwwwwww!!!!! But we can't keep another one, really, we CAN'T!!!!!!!

Lucky goes to the Heath...

A week ago today we brought Lucky and Spidey for a walk on the Heath, nothing too strenuous given her condition: I tried to keep to the flatter ground. The next day her puppies were born, and since then she's hardly let them out of her sight. Keeping her legs crossed, she'd run out to the green to do her business and race back into them while I was still picking up her poo. It made a lovely change actually. Normally she's annoyingly resistant to the idea of a walk being first and foremost an opportunity to empty her bowels. Many's the night I've despaired of her ever going to the toilet, as I go round the block one more time...(goddammit Lucky, DO YOUR BUSINESS!!!!!!) Anyway, today was such a beautiful day, really sunny, I had to take the dogs up to the Heath with me, and it was lovely. Lux had a great time and didn't seem concerned for her puppies at all, obviously very happy to have a break from the constant nursing. And Spidey was delightful, as usual. I love this footage of him and Lucky rolling about in the grass after their swim in the dog pond...