Artbythepaintedbrush's Blog

January 21, 2010

ACRYLIC SWANS AND HEY, NOT MUCH LIMPING.

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The top photo is of a painting, in acrylics, I did from Ainslee Roberts, his work is wonderful. He was actually invited into an aboriginal tribe for awhile and learnt a lot about their folk lore and did a lot of paintings while with them based on their storiesl

The second is my beautiful boy. He’s not limping so much this afternoon, I went to the garage about 3 this morning and got some dettol, didn’t have any in the house and wanted to bathe his paw for him. The sock bandage lasted about 10 seconds after leaving the front door,  each step taken was another shake of the leg to get it off.

Babysitting and a bit of sulking going on also me thinks. “Whats Mum bought into the house?”  After about an hour though he had adopted, and each time I lifted the puppy up he would stand and try and get it away from me to put it on the floor next to him. When I bought it home to look after it, it was crying on the back seat all the way,  he was on the front seat and quickly got on the floor and hid, stayed there til we got home.  This is the guy who adopted incubated chickens for 6 weeks, wouldn’t leave their side, and has never eaten chicken since, won’t touch it after he saw my son kill one on his farm.

He got into the chook house one day, he wanted to play with them, when I went down later to feed them I freaked, there appeared to be dead chooks every where and some missing, they were laying there with their legs in the air. I had to ring my son and tel him. I went down a few more times in the day and they were still there “dead” with their legs in the air. I felt so bad.  He had never hurt anything in his life, when my son got home we went down to see, and the bloody chooks were all under the tree together. They had been playing dead. I couldn’t believe it.

He got a big telling off, and never went in there again, but played from the outside. They didn’t mind that.

I got woken up today to his face stuck in front of mine and he’s talking away, yep, he actually talks, I’ve never known a dog who tries so hard to talk our way.  When that didn’t work to wake me properly he laid on the floor and just thumped his tail really hard and heavy, (this is a new one,)  to wake me up.  That worked.

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