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Our little old man’s favourite place

Our little man is slowing down, at 10 years of age Bundy is content to relax in his favourite spots for a large portion of the day. The list of favourite spots now includes our three seater sofa, thankfully it is covered by a throw rug to maintain a decent level of cleanliness. Recently Bundy suffered an ear infection and sadly he has experienced a loss of hearing. This has made him a little more velcro-like, never far from one of us, and he has taken to relaxing on our lounge with regularity. Once upon a time I would have chased him off the lounge, with two dogs in a small house there had to be some boundaries. Now he makes himself at home and all I can do is smile and take a photo. As I write this he is curled up on the lounge beside me, sleeping soundly whilst wearing his snazzy jersey to stay warm. I am a sucker and proud of it.

The Easter Bundy

Wishing you all a very Happy Easter from the Easter Bundy 😊❤️

Black dog number two turns 9!

On Tuesday our baby boy turns 9. Happy Birthday Bundy! It is hard to believe that he was once so little that he and his brother could sleep together on my lap, now he weighs about 20 kilos and has to settle for sitting on my lap rather than sleeping. His muzzle is turning grey and he has slowed down a bit but he will always be my baby. 

At the moment he is lying peacefully on his bed, half chewed squeaky toy by his feet. Dear old Maxi is snoring soundly and couldn’t care less that her little brother has a birthday coming up. Bundy’s birthday means more stuffies to destroy, he loves his stuffies and his squeakers.

   
    
    
    
   

   
 

Bundy let loose at the beach

Normally I don’t like letting Bundy off his leash in public areas, there are a number of reasons for this but primarily I don’t want him accused of being aggressive because he is a staffy. Bundy is great with other dogs and generally ignores the noisy, over-excited ones when we go for a walk, however he does not like them trying to get amorous with him and he will tell them where to go in a not-so-polite fashion. Knowing this makes me a little anxious. My husband is completely the opposite so when we took Bundy to a dog friendly part of the beach recently he spent the majority of the time off lead, zig-zagging across the sand and running up to greet any person who walked by. There were only a few dogs around and for the most part Bundy ignored them, he is much more focused on being with us now that he is older and less inclined (thank goodness) to take off and disappear into the dunes. There was one large dog that he took a liking to, they played around on the top of a sand dune before zooming down the dune towards the water, I am shooting more in manual mode now and was too slow to capture their fun on my camera but I did get one shot, albeit incredibly contrasty (technical term 😉 ).

Little black dog goes to Yamba

Bundy the dog in the water
Bundy likes the shallow water

Early Autumn is a great time for spending a day at the beach, it is still quite hot with temperatures between 28-34 degrees celsius and we’ve had a couple of mini-heatwaves this March. Yamba is a beach town in Northern New South Wales on Australia’s east coast, a pretty spot and extremely popular during the holiday period. We had never been to Yamba, with time to spare and the weather in our favour we packed up the car and the smallest of our black dogs and headed south.

Hubby likes an early start so we were in Yamba in time for breakfast, a tasty meal of bacon and eggs on turkish bread overlooking the beach and headlands. The surf was what my husband calls messy, it didn’t stop the surfers from heading out into the water and there were plenty of people out walking their dogs and having an early morning swim. In search of a dog friendly beach we drove to the southern end of Yamba and came across Pippi Beach, a long stretch of sand and seemingly very popular with dog lovers. Dogs of all shapes and sizes were coming to and from the beach, Bundy would have loved to have said hello to all of them but not everyone loves an exuberant Staffy.

Once on the beach Bundy found stinky stuff to roll in, wet sand to dig up and he had a ball running in and out of the small waves. Bundy’s recall isn’t 100% especially when he sees children and other dogs, thankfully with hubby in the surf Bundy was more interested in keeping close by so he could watch for his Dad. There was one little dog, a honey coloured staffy cross, he looked as though he was still quite young and he was full of energy. That little dog ran up and down the beach chasing seagulls, his two legged siblings had a difficult time keeping up and every now and then his Dad would let out a big whistle to stop him from disappearing further down the beach. Bundy ran in circles with the honey coloured staffy, in and out of the water, stopping occasionally to check on us and possibly to have a bit of a rest.

All the activity wore Bundy out, the ride home was a good opportunity for him to have a snooze and snooze he did, I swear I even heard him snore.