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Showing posts with label Sheba's Life Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sheba's Life Story. Show all posts

Wednesday, 6 June 2012

My Life Story part 8.

Hi every one. It's been a week of ups and downs and we're only half way through.

First off the cable HD box stoped working and he had to call the engineer out to fix it, which doesn't exactly bother me except i couldn't watch Animal Planet. I think my Dad wanted it working in time for the football next week though to watch in England in the Euro 2012 tournament,  i can't see the fascination in grown men kicking a ball of wind around but as Mum and i say as long as it keeps Dad quiet.

Than he had computer problems over the weekend & had to open a new Facebook account,  i don't understand this social networking stuff, why does he need a computer all i have to do is walk to the park to see my friends and stop to sniff all the lamp posts along the way to read my mail and see if there's any new dogs on the block. Who needs technology when you've got a nose like mine.

Than last night he went to check his email's on his mobile phone and it wouldn't turn on.  I told him to try removing the battery and putting it back in, but would he listen to me oh no he had to do a Google search to see what was wrong and guess what the advice was, yes you guessed right try removing the battery. So he did this morning and it's now back working again, so i was right all along, if he listened to me he could of saved himself a lot of stress. What use is a smart phone without a smart owner. And i will probably get the blame for all these gadgets going on the blink. I'm sure he thinks i sabotage them on purpose in an attempt for attention and to get him to spend more time with me.

Than  as if things couldn't get any worse for him i go and roll in something nasty on the park i don't know what it was but judging by the looks off people on the way home I'm guessing i must of smelled pretty bad. So my Dad spent most of his time trying to get me clean.

Sunshine blog award.

But it's not all bad because when he opened his email there was this award waiting for me off my friend Oskar at Oskars Blog.

Today Mum and Dad got me a bone from the shop so i presume I'm back in there good book, i do hope so i will be lost without my secretary i bark out what i want writing & my Dad puts it into my Blog.


Saturday, 2 June 2012

My Life Story part 7

Hi everyone just got back from the show. We had a great day out i spent most of the day off lead which was nice instead of being restricted by the lead. And i was on my best behaviour, it pays off me being good because i always get rewarded for it.

He had a panic attack though when i got a bit to close to the hot dog stand. I only wanted to be friendly & say hello to the vendor, but i think my Dad thought i was going to run off with a hot dog, they did smell nice though.

Mum & Dad got some nice cheese or so they said, I'm just taking there word for it seeing as i never got any huh I'm not jealous honestly, they said it was to strong for me it was Tikka Masala, Garlic & Herb & Sticky Toffee Pudding. They sound lovely & my mouths watering just watching them eat it, and when my mouth waters i drool for England. They ended up giving me some plain boring Cheddar cheese in the end just to keep me quiet.

Here's some photos Mum & Dad took.

Trike motorcycle.

The motor bike my Dad wants.

Dad and I standing next to the Trike motorcycle.

Come on Dad you know Mum said you can't have another bike.

Vintage Mercedes Benz.

I think Mum might let my Dad have one of these though.

Line of motorcycles.

I don't know why my Dad keeps looking at these bikes for, It's not as if i can go on the back of one.
I know i like the wind running through my fur but that's ridiculous.
I'm on Mum's side on this one, i think i will have to put my paw down.
I keep telling him to get a 4X4 instead it makes more sense.

Vintage car.

Vintage car.

Vintage Rolls Royce..

Vintage car.

Vintage hearse.

Some more cars as you can see i wasn't interested.



Having a cuddle with mum when Dad went for a look around.
That's what he told Mum.
I think he popped in the beer tent for a quick pint. I'm not daft.

 The birds of prey.

 The birds of prey.

 The birds of prey.

The Obedience & Agility team.

The Obedience & Agility team.

The Obedience & Agility team.


The Obedience & Agility team.

 The Goat.

 The Goat.

Fountain at the park.

The new fountain.

Cody the cat looking in the fridge.

When we got home our cat Cody was hungry & thirsty.
Is there anything nice in here.

Cody drinking from the tap.

Why he couldn't of gone upstairs to his bowl or drank out of mine i will never know.
Because it's fresher & colder out the tap says Cody.

Friday, 1 June 2012

My Life Story. part 6

Another lovely day today. And we really made the most of it, my dad took me to my favourite place a nice walk along the river where i couldn't help having a roll in the horse muck it's not exactly like my Dad's Calvin Klein aftershave but it does for me, the things i will do for a wash when we get home. He's not to impressed though when i have a good shake & soak him, you would of thought he would of learnt by now to get out the way.

And a nice walk through the woods, where i could really get my nose working trying to sniff out the Rabbits & all the wild flowers.
River Crossens


The River.

Horse grazing in field

The horses in the field opposite.

Me heading into the river


Me just heading down into the River for a drink & a swim.
Well i need to cool down somehow.

Ducks swimming on river crossens


The ducks they have a good life just swimming all day.

Wild flowers in woods


The woods i have a great time in there.  My Dad likes the wild flowers.

Sheba in the woods


I'm sure there's something around here.

Sheba in the woods

Sheba in the woods

Me having a good sniff.

Hang on a minute Dad I'm onto something here.

me sleeping on the patio

Dad sleeping

Me & my Dad are tired after that walk.


When we were on our way back Mum was coming to meet us which i thought was nice, until i saw that look on her face which said I'm not happy, than she explained she was worried because we had been gone for over three hours instead of the usual one hour.

It was my fault i was having to much fun & didn't want to go back on the lead. But my Dad covered for me by saying he lost track of time.

Tomorrow we're off to Hesketh Park were there's a show going on called Paws in the park. Where there's dog obedience & agility display going on as well as birds of prey, vintage cars, motor cycles & stalls.  

Mum said she's coming along, i'm not sure if that's because she wants to or because she wants to keep an eye on us. Lets hope the weather stays & knowing my Dad there will be plenty of photos. 







Thursday, 31 May 2012

My Life Story part 5

Hi everyone, what great weather the humans are having. It's ok for them they can put shorts & a t shirt on or go topless only the male of the species of course if the women started doing it i could see my Dad getting into a lot of trouble from my Mum.

As for us 4 legged animals we're stuck with our fur coats all year round. I suppose i would look silly with sunglasses & a baseball cap on though lol. I did suggest getting a paddling pool but my Dad recons i would puncture with my nails & offered to turn the hosepipe on me to cool me down. It's even a lottery on whether i can go for a swim in the Lakes Ponds or Canals to cool off if it gets to warm & we don't get any rain because of the Blue Green algae which is poisonous to dogs if we swim in it .

At least my Dad takes me out early for a walk & a run on the park early before it gets to hot & again later on when the sun's gone down.

Sheba running in the park.

Running in the park

Me doing what i like doing best having a good run on the park, just as nature intended instead of being attached to the end of a lead. I've learned over time that if i walk nicely on the lead at my Dad's side i get to the park quicker than trying to drag him there like i tried to do when i was younger. I soon learned that if i pulled my Dad stopped & it took twice as long to get there.


Sheba hiding in the bushes.

Me playing hide & seek, can you see me.

Sheba rolling around on her back

I feel better after a good back scratch.

Sheba lying down in the grass

Having a well earned rest in the shade after a good run.











Sunday, 27 May 2012

My Life Story part 4. By Sheba the dog.

I forgot to tell you a story about Oscar our cat in my last update.

When ever my Dad took me for a walk & oscar was outside close enough to see us. He would run after after us & join in up to the end of the road. It was funny seeing him running between my Dad's legs trying to trip him up.

If he wasn't doing that he was running through the front gardens  jumping over the garden walls. It used to wind me up that i couldn't join in with him, to practise my agility. But my Dad always kept me on a lead so i couldn't run off how cruel was that, i think it would of been fun especially seeing the look on peoples faces. I don't think he would like it especially if Mum kept him on a short leash to stop him going to the pub for a quick pint of guinness. Oops maybe i shouldn't of said that in case Mum reads this & Dad gets into trouble.

I'm sure Oscar used to think he was a dog whenever they walked up to the local shops he would follow them & wait at the top of the road for them coming back. Or if they were going out in the car he would kick up a fuss until they walked around the block with him.

I used to make up for it when we got to the park though & i was let loose & could run like the wind. I used to like it in Winter & the park was waterlogged so i could play in the puddles, i used to like running into them & lowering myself down so my belly touched the water, my Dad used to say it looked like i was water skiing. Clean water is no good it had to be dirty I'm a bit of a water babe & not safe around water i love it that much. It doesn't matter if it's a lake, river, canal or a ditch full of stagnant water i will be in it. If i was human i would probably be classed as a tomboy.

Sheba playing in the puddle

Sheba playing in the puddle


Here's just a couple of me enjoying a paddle took last year.




My Dad just got me this nice new bowl for outside on the patio.. I don't know whether it's because I've been a good girl or because Mum wanted the casserole dish back that he's been using.

Monday, 21 May 2012

My Life Story part 3. By Sheba the dog.

Well i arrived safely in my new home. And there's not much to report except i think i spent most of my time sniffing around getting used to my surroundings. My Dad showed me were i was going to sleep.

When i arrived home there where two cats waiting for me Millie & Oscar as well as two rats Frankie & Deano, they where supposed to be named after Frank Sinatra & Dean Martin of the Rat Pack but realised later they where both female but the names stuck with them. An easy mistake  for the humans to make i suppose, i would of realised straight away though but therefore i am a dog but not an iams dog i suppose we must be special because if you spell Dog backwards you get God & you can't get much higher than that, i don't know who i was named after but Queen of Sheba sounds good.

I soon learned to get on with the cats, after a few corrections from Mum & Dad. Oscar was a bit nervous i don't think it was just me he nervous of he was just nervous in general Mum & Dad think he must of been abused as a kitten. And it took my Dad about six months or more to win him round he was a right Mummy's boy though i think she had a bit of a soft spot for him. I used to like chasing him though not in a nasty but because it was fun & i thought it was a game. Looking back it probably wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done & didn't do his confidence any good, Millie was different & just plain hard faced she just stood her ground & wouldn't move for me & eventually had enough & chased me.

I think Oscar did like me in his own little way though & the day before Mum & Dad took him to the vet to be PTS he came up to me & rubbed my nose with his i think he new his time was up & wanted to leave this life on good terms by saying there's no hard feelings & we're friends. I miss him now he's gone the house is a lot quieter & than after six months they get another cat called Cody who's a right terror & into everything, he's even taken to sleeping in my bed how's that for cheek.
Cody in Sheba's bed.

Milllie & Frankie.

Millie and Frankie sat on Dad's knee.

You can see Millie & Oscar on the Rainbow Bridge page if you haven't been there already.

When i was young they kept taking me outside all the time for my toileting needs & to get me used to where i was supposed to go. I had a few little accidents during the night but the puppy training pads they put down absorbed most of that. I slept quite good on my first night & didn't make much noise, Mum did give me a cuddly toy to cuddle up to though & some toys. I soon got the hang of the toileting & started to go to the back door to be let out.



As i got a little older & started teething they used to provide me with chews & a Kong to keep me happy. I have the classic Kong which are really durable. Which was a good idea because it stoped me from becoming bored & chewing the furniture. 

After my vaccinations were all done & i could start going out & mixing with other dogs, my Mum & Dad enrolled me in Puppy School to get me socialised with other dogs & humans & do some basic training. Which was held at our local vets but are situated all over the country i think. And then i started going to training classes at Maghull & District Dog Training Society to work towards my Kennnel club Puppy foundation, Bronze, Silver & Gold award. I passed my Puppy Foundation, Bronze & Silver award at the first time of asking.

Sheba at her KC Bronze award evening

Me & my Dad at the Bronze award night.



Club progress test night presentation.


Most improved dog and handler trophy.

Me & my Dad at the club progress beginners class evening with our trophy's. For most improved dog & handler.


Me & my Dad at the Silver award evening.

Me & my Dad at the Silver award evening.

Me with my certificate at the advanced training evening.

Me & my Dad with our certificate for achieving over 80% of our marks, in the advanced progress test.










Saturday, 19 May 2012

My Life Story part 2. By Sheba the dog.

When i was only three weeks old my mum died & i had to be bottle fed until i went on solids. According to my previous owner i was born the smallest in the litter but I'm now the biggest, that's probably all down to my Mum & Dad getting me off Bakers & onto a healthy diet of James Wellbeloved dry mixed with either Natures Menu or Natures Diet.

I've overheard Mum & Dad talking & apparently i wasn't planned they only went to the local pet shop for cat litter, when they saw an advert in the shop window 8 week old Dogue de Bordeaux X Rottweiler free to good home, i think he got a good deal there as the other pups where advertised for £ 200 each. But because there other dog was a bit of a grump they wanted a good home for me so i wouldn't be left on my own. They certainly done that.

When they came to see me there was only me & my brother left & a gentlemen was picking up my brother which would of left me all alone at 8 weeks of age with no Mum & Siblings for company. So i really had to turn on the charm offensive & it worked like a charm.

My Dad likes his big dogs, German Shepherds, Dogue de Bordeaux & Rottweilers. He's had experience with them before so having 2 of his favourite breeds in one made things a little easier for me. I could tell straight away that they wouldn't be able to resist them puppy dog eyes. I was probably a little over affectionate giving them licks & fetching my favourite toy for them to play with me. It's something I've not grown out of yet I'm still over affectionate & will do anything to get noticed so i can have a stroke & some affection, i love children as well & calm right down around them. My dad always says it's my best qualities & he wouldn't have me any other way. Better being like that than aggressive.

Sheba aged 10 weeks


How could you not resist that face. Mission accomplished they took me home that day & there was no looking back.