Category: border collies

The Bed

The Bed

After a night on the sofa, if one can call it that, a bed to sleep on was top priority.  Seven was fine, he had his and was not in the least concerned.

seven’s bed

Where do I get a bed? One would think a bed store. Yeah that’s great but there are no “bed stores” in Tepoztlan. One has to go to Cuernavaca or use the convenience of shopping on-line. I chose the latter. Now there are many choices. Many stores offer this but who do I choose? I decided to use Wal-Mart. They had the best price and I could use PayPal, double bonus. Order complete with a base and an added item, a Bodum coffee maker which I know many of friends will be amazed. But now you know that fresh coffee is available . I was told delivery would be within 7/10 days. So life on the couch had to get a little more experimental. Trust me, nothing worked. Sleep was literally fucking awful. Can’t put it any other way.

the dredded couch

As days go by, I start to track the process through FedEx (that’s who Wal-Mart use in Mexico). The mattress and the coffee maker were on their way. The base not so. I did not pay too much attention as I was informed that each item “could” be shipped separately. Finally after what felt like an eternity the mattress was gong to be delivered. But OMG I live somewhere that is really hard to find unless you live here if that makes sense. And FedEx kept telling me the address was wrong. Reminds me of living in Holt, Ontario where so many people had absolutely no idea that a house actually existed on my road, even the local cops. So I can deal with this, somewhat. After 3 attempts with phone calls to FedEx from my friend Maria and my landlady because there was no way I was capable of giving the directions over the phone, the mattress arrives. That night I am in heaven. After over two weeks on the ill-fitting couch, this was like being in the Four Seasons.

The same process happened again when FedEx wanted to deliver the coffee maker. Dude you were here last week remember. Again phone calls from my landlady to dispatch and the coffee maker was delivered. Still no sign of when the base will be delivered. I decided to cancel that and hope that I get my money back. At first Wal-Mart did not want to cancel my order and give me a refund, naturally. They told me it was back-ordered and that I have to wait until if was delivered and then return it for a refund. How insane is that? I told them they were crazy, you have taken my money for something that was not in stock and now cannot tell me when the bed base would be stock, let alone be delivered. WIth that my order was cancelled and my money refunded. No more shopping on-line with Wal-Mart.

Now I need to get the mattress off the floor. Yes for years I slept on a futon on the floor but those hippie days are over. I want and need a real bed off the floor. Having cancelled the base from Wal-Mart I really didn’t know where to go. I ask Elmer, my neighbour if he knows a carpenter that will make me one. He said I will take you there. Great!! Ten minutes later he is waiting at my gate to take me to the carpenter. I hand him the keys to my car and off we go to where I have no idea. We take the free road to Cuernavaca and pass through many small towns and then we hit Miguel Hidalgo where both sides of the street were lined with vendors selling anything you wanted in wood.

Vendors galore

Elmer’s friend was not there so we ventured to the next shop. I bought a base for my mattress and a single one that will serve as a guest bed and sofa.  Done deal. Haha they asked if I wanted to put them on the roof of the car, umm no. Elmer the next day went back with his old trusty pick-up and brought them to me. He summoned some men to bring them inside for me.

After 3 weeks I had a bed. A comfy mattress off the floor. Seven looked and went finally mum, we have a bed! Now get this, in Canada I had a king size but down-sized to a queen.  Wow, I notice the difference and so does Seven – not so big is it Seven? But he doesn’t seem to care.

finally the bed
your bed is waiting
Before the Move

Before the Move

Animals know, all animals know when something is different to their routine, especially if one is connected to you like Seven is with me.

I was not only moving from my home of 18 years but I was discarding the majority of what I had collected for the past 68 years. I reduced it all to what could fit in a dodge caravan and head for the hills.  This was most confusing for Seven and in fact for myself! He saw item by item leave the house.  In the end we had a mattress and a few boxes scattered on the floor.  His only comfort was that his bed, his cats and I were still there. Then the cats left. That broke Seven and I. I do know that they are fine, they are together and have the best life ever with a most amazing lady.  But damn it, I do still miss them terribly and always will, Kitty(mama) and her two kittens Lucy and Baby.  But logistically it would have been insane to travel alone with Seven and 3 cats on the journey that I was about to make. You will hear more about them as time goes on.

Lucy Baby Kitty

Seven was not leaving my side during this whole process which took not only a few days but weeks/months of planning and organizing. Even if it was to go to the corner store he came with me. If on the odd occasion I had to leave without him the look on his face would make you cry and it did.  My work was sporadic which didn’t help and there were days or evenings that I would curl up and cry. Seven always trying to comfort me with his kisses not really knowing what the hell was going on. But he sure knew that something big was happening. How the hell do you tell a dog as smart as Border Collies or any dog can be, that you are packing up and leaving but they are coming too? Pretty much impossible. But we coped, we had each other, as crazy as that may seem to anyone who has never had a dog share their life.

I tried to make life as normal as possible but honestly I don’t think I did a very good job. My mind was scattered and Seven sensed it. He was feeling the anxiety that I was creating in our world.  I looked at him and saw the worry in his face. We would visit our friends and I would put on that happy face but little did he know that was the last time he may see them. And back to our empty house we went. To the mattress on the floor. To the scattered boxes. To the odds and ends that were lingering behind waiting to be tossed away. It was chaos. And he knew.

Then the trusted Jeep left. That was hard. Sure wish I had her now because she would be perfect where I am which you will all see soon enough.

Without him, without Seven by my side every single day, I could not have done this. I could not have moved on. that’s what friends are all about. They slobber you with wet kisses when you are happy or when you are sad and that makes you happy.

I’m smiling

 

Seven is Different

Seven is Different

Seven is totally different in many ways from any other Border Collie that has shared their life with me. Yes he is a typical BC that needs a purpose, whether it is to herd sheep or any animal that shares their space.  Before our big move (more about that later) his job was to ensure that our 3 cats remained on the property. He would not rest at night if one decided to wander a little too far.  You know how cats can be especially since they had over 200 acres to roam.

But Seven is different.  Unlike my others who were very trusting of people they met and would love all the attention, Seven is extremely cautious. Sometimes to the extreme. He does not like to be touched by strangers and tells them so.  Which is somewhat difficult at times due to his enduring looks. One has to earn his trust. In that respect he is very much like his father who had the same cautious attitude to strangers. But once you have gained his trust, look out, he will not leave you alone and will love you forever. Be warned though, it may take some time.

Seven also created a perfect circle around my house that can be seen from Google, this shot was from 2 years ago so you can imagine how engraved it is now! Speaking with various BC owners, theirs have done the same also. I always said he was making sure I stayed put!

the circle

Seven to me though is the most affectionate and loving Border Collie I have known. From the first day I met him, he showered me with kisses and could not stop talking all the way home when I and my friend Ruth picked him up.  To this day he insists on those big wet kisses whenever he can. I am not saying that the others Deacon, Delphi and Devon were not affectionate because they were. But Seven is different.

Seven is different in so many ways. He was a bugger to house train, obstinate as they come and chewed everything and anything he could find. Seven like most Border Collies is a loner, a fact that many people don’t understand. They don’t need the company of other dogs although Seven does have a few favourites.

Seven is different. Seven and I are one, don’t ever doubt that. And we have so many roads to travel down now, it will be a journey unlike ever before.

stills in motion

 

The Beginning

The Beginning

Many many moons ago while staying at a wonderful drovers inn in the Brecon Beacons I began talking with a local farmer. My interest in Border Collies had only just begun and I asked him many questions.  He thought it was amusing that the dogs he and his family had been using for generations to help herd their sheep were called Border Collies. His one statement still sticks in my mind with his wonderful Welsh accent “border collies, that’s what you call them? They be working dogs to me”.  He did in fact offer me one, free.  But, alas I could not take up his offer, I was returning to Canada in only a matter of days. But from that day forward, I knew that one day I would be blessed to have one as a friend.

My first friend Deacon came to me from a farm in eastern Ontario, where they were hand picked to become herders. Deacon was a beauty, handsome and as gentle as they come. I have so many pictures of him but not digital – yes that’s how long ago it was. Sadly when he was about 2 years old, he had a seizure. I was able to curb the seizures with daily drugs but before he turned 4, he had a grand mal and never recovered. His ashes were spread with his best friend Cally, a very old calico over the fields that he loved to roam.

Before leaving the city of Toronto while Deacon was still here, Delphi came into our lives. The three of us packed our bags and headed north. Days were spent roaming the fields that surrounded the farm house. We were in heaven. When Deacon passed, Delphi was noticeably sad, alone. Yes she tolerated the cats and loved me but something was missing. Then along came Devon. They were inseparable for 13 years.  Best friends. They went everywhere with me, loved everyone (well almost) and everyone loved them.  Delphi was the boss, everyone including any dog that came to visit. She was the matriarch. Devon, well all he wanted to do was to play football (soccer) and he was damn good at it.  They are both buried at the farm that I called home for 18 years.  Bless them, they will always be in my heart.

Now my life was empty. I found myself alone. No dogs, no cats, alone. I tried to cope. Mice that now seemed to find their way into my home just didn’t fill the gap. I lasted 6 months.

And along came Seven.  That was now almost 4 years ago and what a journey we have had already and it is only just beginning.

 

 

always together
best friends
i’m still here

i’m still here

wow, mum has been really busy and has not been keeping you up to date. i apologize on her behalf!

i like it lthough cos we are outside digging in the garden a lot. well mum is and i am trying to help. there is this huge pile of dirt that someone brought over and it is so much fun to did dig dig and send the dirt all over the place. mum has taught me a new word. off. because i am such a smart border collie, i learned very quickly to stay off her garden! then she gets this strange machine called a lawn mower which cuts all the grass. humans are very strange. thanks goodness she does not cut the all the grass cos this is where i have pee time and poo time in private!

we took my best cat friend, lucy to this very strange building a couple of weeks ago. mum had to put her in this little crate and she was not happy. poor lucy even pooped in the crate she was so nervous. it was very smelly. we picked her up later that day and she didn’t smell of poop but she smelt strange and was acting very sleepy.  mum says that she wnt to her doctor and was fixed so she won’t have babies and can now go outside with me.  but she climbs trees and goes up really high. the robins keep dive bombing her. guess they don’t like it!

i will try to get mum to keep you updated and promise i will not be gone for such a long time!

lucy and i checking out a bug

new friends, digging and lots more

new friends, digging and lots more

it’s been awhile but as smart as i am, i am unable to master the keyboard to tell you updates, so i have to trust my mum to do this for me. this is what it would be if i was typing. ,lvgfrknjdmkhbv bhn mn  v bfvghjnbgjnbhhbnh as you can see it makes no sense. yes, mum made me do this.

my mum has been doing that work thing a lot but that’s ok because then she has more money to buy me things. she takes me to my food store and the other day we brought home a new toy. not that i need it really but i won’t say no! this one is called pinky because it is pink and it squeaks. i am very good at bringing the right toy to my mum when she asks, pretty smart just like a border collie should be.
the other day when mum was at work, a friend of my mum’s came to let me out. well i would not move from my crate because i did not like him. i don’t know why but i just wouldn’t move. i think i was a little scared and i nipped him. i am sorry, really i am. but then another friend came to let me go outside for pee time and all was good. i’m glad my mum has lots of friends! and then this really nice lady came the next day with sam her labrador. we went for a really big walk. i showed them where to go, it was so much fun and apparently she will be coming over lots.
i have been for lots of car rides visiting all the people i know trying to be a good boy. but i had a little poop accident in my friend’s house. you see they don’t have the bell on the door to ring. it’s ok though they will have me back, i think! speaking of the bell, i have mastered that one. and i think mum is wishing she never taught me because i go to the door and ring the bell, she lets me out and then of course i want to come right back in again. then i ring it again. it’s my little game, wonder how long mum will leave the bell on the door?
and mum has started to dig in the dirt. i really like this but don’t understand why she doesn’t like it when i start to dig. again, humans are strange but i am getting better at understandiing them. one walk i do like is the one first thing in the morning, it’s the best!
early morning run
bells, poop and cars

bells, poop and cars

the bell thing is working but i still forget to ring it sometimes. my mum makes me ring it even though we are at the door all ready to go outside. i don’t enderstand why becasue she knows we are going outside. so i humour her and ring the bell. wonder if i will ever understand humans?

today my mum is busy and she left the gate open. well i went to find the cats because they always hide out in the bedroom or on top of my crate. all was good, i was very quiet and i found the cats and wouldn’t let them leave the room. and then i pooped and peed in the bedroom. mum was really mad at me i think and i hung my head in shame. i was being so good too about going outside for pee time and poop time. i don’t know what came over me. i promise not to do it again, well i will try not to do it again.

mum has this little stool that is on wheels. it’s so much fun to pull across the room but it keeps loosing one of it’s wheels. what’s really fun is running up and jumping on it and then glide across the room. and then there are the car rides. love those because i never know where we might be going. sometimes just the store but sometimes we visit friends. doesn’t matter, i like them. and if anyone comes up to the car i am a big brave border collie and protect my mum. she tells me it’s ok but i keep my eye on the person who is there and what they are doing, cos my mum is my best friend and i have to be there for her. that’s what border collies do.

where we going?

chuck update

chuck update

remember chuck? i do. he’s my brother that stayed with his mum and dad and his human mum and dad. 

well my first human mum sent my human mum an update on chuck. he’s getting really big just like me and i bet he’s getting into all sorts of mischief just like me. we are both doing the border collie thing of learning really quickly and doing our best to make everyone happy.  chuck lives on a small farm and is out with his mum and dad a lot getting dirty just like we all like to do. i’m kind of jealous, well i know my mum is! but that’s ok because i really love my mum. i know i make her laugh and make her really happy. i know she would like to be with me all the time but she has to do that work thing so that is out of the question! one thing that chuck has mastered that i have not is this puppy training. help me out here chuck, how did you pass the test? i heard my first mum’s voice the other night and couldn’t understand how her voice was on top of the table. it was very confusing, mum says it was a video of me before i moved to my forever home. can’t wait to see her again in the summer though, that is going to be so much fun. and chuck you have big feet just like me!
chuck my borther
ears and a new friend

ears and a new friend

obviously i am growing very very fast. first my new teeth which hurt me a lot and now my ears. one ear is now standing up straight most of the time, so i am definitely not a barbie collie! my mum and her friends think it’s really cute. can someone explain to me what cute is?  all that matters is that i like my ears, so does my mum, we don’t care what those show dog people think.

my one big ear!
and the other day, i met a friend, her name is daisy. she kind of ignored me but i really liked her. we went on this really long walk and she showed me what to sniff and where to pee and to make sure our human mums were always close by. mum says she will come up again very soon and spend some time with me. wonder what kind of things she will show me then. I can show her these little things that go away really fast in the sky but i think she already knows that, well that’s what mum says and apparently they are called birds. 
daisy and sally, new friends
and i finally figured out the bells on the door. dead simple really. i push them with my nose and they make this funny sound and mum comes over to the door, tells me i am a good boy and lets me out. i must remember to do that always when i need pee time or poop time. 
teething

teething

yesterday i was drooling, did not want to eat very much. all i wanted to do was sleep which is not like a growing border collie puppy.  my mum says i am teething.  i think that means that i am growing bigger teeth. i did not like it when she touched one side of my mouth but loved her cuddles. yes i was a mummy’s boy yesterday. it felt really good when she gave me some frozen water and a nice cold carrot to chew on. hope this does not last long and my big new teeth come soon.

after a really good night’s sleep, drooling on the pillow cuddled with mum on the big bed, i feel much better today. mum has all this wood piled in a corner and one piece came tumbling down to attack me and i am barking furiously at it but it won’t go away. things are back to normal!

yummy carrots