Mutterings of a Fool

Man, Dad, Runner, Chief dog walker

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Happy 5th birthday Bracken

Today is Bracken’s 5th birthday, which I guess means that he’s entering into his 30’s in human years and so should be settling down and starting to think about having a family now that he can’t hack the pace of the Friday night partying. Except of course that he’s a Springer so he mainly behaves as if he’s a puppy still and will happily go for a long afternoon walk even if I’ve run 7 miles with him in the morning.

He is such a fab dog though and despite the fact his tail wagging to greet you could knock an elephant over even though you only popped up stairs to grab a jumper he really is ever so gentle with the children. They’ve both grown up with him so think nothing of clambering over him or when they were little pulling his ears and trying to sit on him. He never bats an eyelid and has never once even growled at them. In fact more often that not you’ll find him curled up right next to Matilda when she’s sat watching TV.

He is of course also my running buddy, the one who gets me out of bed at 6am every day no matter what the weather. I wouldn’t have done half as much running if I didn’t have him as a reason to get out the house. I love being out on the trails with him exploring, even if it is pitch black and all I can see of him is the light on his collar.

He’s not perfect though, he does have a tendency to roll in things when we’re out running. Something he does more often if he hasn’t had enough walks for a few days, punishment for me perhaps? I’m not entirely sure what is worst; rolling in fox/deer poo or the rotting carcass of a dead animal he’s found. Both are pretty bloody disgusting but I guess that’s his inner wild dog coming out.

But we wouldn’t be without him and it does feel very odd on the few occasions when we’ve been home and he’s not here. So Happy Birthday Bracken and I hope you enjoy your mackerel for you birthday dinner.

Happy 3rd birthday Bracken!

Yes that’s right it’s the Brackster’s 3rd birthday today and you know what? I can’t imagine having a house with no dog in it now. You can’t beat coming home and seeing that waggly tail waiting for you or just curling up on the sofa with a little radiator next to you.

The last year has seen a lot of changes for him though, Matilda started walking and of course a second nosy little human joined the family. I love that he doesn’t seem to care, he just wants to be part of the family and involved. He’s so amazing with Matilda who lets be honest isn’t the gentlest with him. Her stroking often involves some not so gentle patting and one of her favourite games is chasing him with her pushchair. Yet he never growls or barks, if he doesn’t like it he just trots off.

He is of course also my running buddy, the best training partner you can have even if he does consistently make me feel extremely unfit! Providing I stop every so often and throw a stick in the canal for him he’ll happily trot along for 6 or 7 miles. Plus if you then offer me another walk in the afternoon he’ll more than happily run some more.

So here are a few photos from our adventures in the last year. Of our first baby boy.

The pup’s first birthday

Today is our (not so) little puppy’s birthday; I can’t quite believe that he has been with us since April when he was 6 weeks old. Having said that I also can’t imagine coming home and not being greeted by this ball of fluffy white waggling fur. He gets so excited that his whole body wiggles and he almost moves sideways when he walks towards you.

The first few weeks were absolute chaos trying to train him to wee in the right places and stop him chewing everything. Thankfully he got settled in his crate pretty quickly and within a couple of days was sleeping through the night without any issues. I still remember trying to take a shower on the first day though and him scrabbling and whining to get in with me!

We had our first holiday away with him when he was 13 weeks old and just allowed outside, a week in Padstow was the destination of choice. From the first stop at services to let him out to wee we soon realised that having a dog (and a cute puppy at that) meant that you talked to LOTS of people. Walking down a street in Padstow meant stopping every 10 metres so that someone else could stroke him. He is the friendliest, most cuddly dog in the world who likes nothing more than curling up on the sofa in the evening. Providing he’s had a walk in the morning he is quite content. He loves digging and his favourite game is definitely finding hidden treats, you’ve never seen a tail move so fast!

The next chapter in this story involves him meeting the bean in about 6 weeks time, I’m a little nervous about this and really hope they get on well. It’s certainly going to be a lot of fun having a dog and a toddler running around the house. The lady of the manor has even talked about getting another dog soon, baby first I reckon. So here to celebrate this occasion is a selection of photo’s from the last year.