20 posts tagged “heidi”
1) Youngest is home. Still needing care, love and affection, and remaining under the auspices of CAMHS, and the new Psychosis Unit, but HOME! Yay! And the Clinic is, literally, just round the corner (and across one street).
2) Husband is back safe from his week's Red Sea Liveaboard-in-Luxury scuba diving holiday. The kit is being packed away as I type.
3) Still getting out for those early morning walks with Heidi Beidi. Proof.
4) Was doing ironing earlier this evening.
5) Spring pictures. Life, and Death.
7) I lost my credit card today. At least no one has put cash on it. But that means...
8) That I had to pay for the tumble dryer repair with actual cash. And it has cleaned me out. So no cash and no credit card. Thank god I get paid in a week!
9) My rotary drier has died as well. And that is going to cost me nearly as much as my tumble dryer repair! The arms are being held up by ocky straps, and now the line has broken. So, I needed that tumble dryer!
10) How come Husband gets a holiday on a Liveaboard-in-Luxury and I get a holiday to wait for a repair man?
1) I went into Youngest's room and my jaw dropped. It was clean, the floor was vacced and entirely visible everywhere it should be, the surfaces were tidy and dusted, his desk was clean, and his dirty clothes were all in the laundry.
Gosh, Youngest, what gives?
Oh, I got my girlfriend coming over, and I don't want her to think I'm a slob,
Much tongue-biting helped me not to say But you are. I just thought it.
However, I suspect the tidiness is temporary, as Youngest and Girlfirend are now ex.
2) Daughter came home on Friday the drunkest I have ever seen her. If I had been given £100 for every time she said I'm very drunk, we could have paid off our mortgage. She ran the whole gamut of drunk, from very happy and giggly when she came in, to sobbing on the floor with Heidi licking her face, only missing out aggression. Thank god for that!
Then we found out why the drunk - she had been fired. Well, not actually fired then, but told I don't think this is working out. We will need to have a talk on Monday - maybe you could bring someone with you. That sounded like Fired to us!
And she was. But they have not made her work her notice and are paying her for a final month, so she is going to go to Paris for a few days, spend maybe £200 of her last wage packet before she finds another job.
3) At the weekend I had a hangover so I asked Middle Son to take Heidi for her walk. Big mistake! She jumped in the brook, right were some shit had dumped a load of diesel and sump oil. She stank. The house stank. Everything that come into contact with her stank.
Do you know how hard it is to get diesel off a dog?
Very very hard.
She had five or six baths - Heidi's response to having a bath is to look at you and think I wish I was a biting dog. If I was a biting dog I would bit you, RIGHT NOW, for this. But I am not a biting dog, so I am just going to think about it, and look forlorn and make you feel REALLY REALLY BAD about this.
Finally, got some hand cleaning cream from a friend who works in a garage - that took two applications and nicely removed a great deal of her undercoat before she finally was clean.
4) Husband is still diving and bewailing the extreme badness of this summer and the effect on coastal diving. Maybe we could move to California? I hear the diving is good there.
But the good thing about the British coast is we have amazing diving. Interesting, challenging diving, more wrecks than most anywhere else and a great deal of sea life. So I suspect we shall only move to live by the sea.
Those are the high points of the last four weeks.
Back to the video and photo posts, then.
Or at least pretty damn close.
On Friday BF and I took Heidi and Spider, BF's Daughter's dog, to the park for a walk. We had been round once, and decided to walk up one side and then down the other side of the brook - Heidi really needs that bit more exercise than Spider, and though I was gonna take her out again, I wanted to do it. So BF came with.
Then Spider ran off to play with this dog.
Playing nicely, as Staffies do. Wrestling and tussling each other to the ground.
Heidi, meanwhile, was not playing. She had her ball in her mouth, and really did not want to be bothered with puppy stuff. Spider is 11 months old, Suggs (and this is the first time I have seen him) is 2 - Heidi is 5 and likes to run. A lot. But not really play.
Suggs then decided he wanted her ball.
Give me, he said.
No way, said Heidi, turning her back on him every time.
Go on, let me play with it.
Fuck off and leave me alone!
And then she snapped at him.
Big, big mistake.
Staffies are notorious for going for the throat and hanging on. And he did just that.
And, just because life is a bitch, when we managed to separate them (and that was hard, given his owner just tried to pull him off!) Heidi went You fucking hurt me! and went straight back again.
Only to get more hurt.
That's a drain - he only just missed biting her jugular. The bite went right through her neck. It was hard for us to see that, through all her neck fur! She also got a bite under her eye, and on both front legs.
She is healing nicely now. The drain is out. For the second time - on Friday she managed to scratch herself and pull it half out. Then we had to take her to the emergency hospital in Watford, where they had to sedate her again. A night in hospital for you, miss!
When we got back, I finally opened my post. Ah, a letter from her insurer, Healthy Pets. My premium has gone up from £184 to £222 - and this when we have already claimed for £1,100 of vets bills this year, not including the £750 this episode has already cost us.
I rang them immediately. Yes, please, can I renew for another year. And, um, can you send me a claim form please.
Thank goodness for insurance. And a basically healthy, fit dog. She is healing nicely now, the drain is out. Gotta go Thursday for a checkup, and next Monday for the stitches to be taken out.
The worst is fearing she may go for smaller dogs now. She has always been a bit of small dog bully - part of why she snapped at Suggs in the first place - I just hope she has learnt respect for the smaller dog - she still wants to play with Spider!
Thank goodness for friends, too.
It's a beautiful, warm, bright and sunny winter's day here, so I took Heidi over the park for her walk quite early.
We'd been round twice: I'd thrown lots of balls, she had chased squirrels and balls and cooled off in the brook, and we were ready to leave, when I looked up and saw MiddleSon and his friend, OddBall, come into the park, out of the sun. They wandered over towards me, MiddleSon with his characteristic hooded slouch and OddBall in the black jacket he wears a lot.
So, as they got nearer to me, I hurled the ball towards them, and shouted Kill the Bad Boys, Heidi!
Only trouble was - it was not MiddleSon & OddBall at all. Just two innocent, hoody wearing lookalikes.
They looked a bit scared of me.
By Me.
That's what a white dog looks like after Heidi has wrestled him to the ground.
She had been having a lot of fun with Mr X. Even though she was carrying her ball, she still chased him. Round and round the field they went,.
But then Mr X decided to have a go. Woof Woof Snap Snap.
And Heidi, though not aggressive, does not like that.
So Mr X discovered. She snapped back. And then she got his leg and shook him.
Then Mike got hold of Heidi, but could not get Mr X, him being quite a small dog. So he decided to let Heidi go, because Mr X was not stopping, I could not get there in time to help and really, holding her and letting him snap would have resulted in someone being hurt.
So Heidi wrestled him to the ground. Then she rolled him over. Then she shook him some more. And some more, just to make sure he got the point. Heidi likes to make sure that you are not going to come back and start all over again.
Which he didn't. He spent the rest of the walk next to Mike. When Heidi went anywhere near him, he cringed and lifted his foot - Look, she hurt me. She did this. She did.
Fortunately I was with people who understand dogs. And Mike had seen the whole incident start. Cos it looked scary.
We are all hoping Mr X (who has been rehomed for aggression, but is doing well now) learns to leave the bigger dogs alone now.
But she is well enough to play football.
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