Starting as i mean to go on.

I am trying to begin the New year by being more organised and by trying to conquer the dreaded computer. i can write on it, but pictures, flicker, cameras etc fill me with dread. I want to be independent of Martin for putting pictures on Ralvery and this blog. Plus taking photo's then printing them. But my mind was born many years ago and it does struggle so. Hopefully i am getting there.

Whilst i have been struggling with the modern age, my goldies have been hard at work, doing what they do best, Sleeping. It has been a hard day for them, guarding the house, racing around the garden, going for along walk in the fields, and then having to avoid magazines toppling over them whilst i clean and sort. Missy is the one facing, and Simba is by her side. Missy is short for Mishka, Russian for little bear. In the pack, she is the maiden aunt, who grumbles all the time. She likes her food ball full and clean, water ready, yard cleaned. She calls me to bed, shares the bed and my drinking chocolate, and grumbles if the light is not put out on time. She always has to have the last word or grumble, no matter how many times you say yes Miss. A puritan by nature, she is my right hand girl. Yesterday we combed and groomed them, clipping the fur between there paws. Miss went outside in the cold and came back hoping like a gekko, because her paws were cold, and she grumbled letting us know what she thought of us.

Simba, my big male is the easiest going gentle giant you will ever come across. He is the king of my heart, big pawed and clumsy, 47kgs in weight, i adore him. He loves the quiet life, but worries over his pack not eating unless they do. His great love is to get up on the bed at night and to be sung to for 5 or ten mins. Then he gets of and goes to guard the back door. He struts around like a lion, guarding his pack lands and pride. Today after the walk he came hobbling in and gave me one of his giant paws. It was an Androcleas and the lion moment. All his paws were caked in hard dry mud, from the walk, and we had to spend 10 mins giving him a paw clean up .

Life with them is Messy, tireing,funny and joyful, we never have a dull moment or a clean house.