Showing posts with label Minnie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Minnie. Show all posts

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

Sewing, sewing, sewing

I've actually been doing quite a lot of sewing the past couple of months.  I had a little time off after sewing all the costumes for the show last November.  But now I'm back in the groove and it was something I could do and still keep Minnie company when she wasn't well.  I have been meaning to make a wristband pin cushion for a while now.  If I have a pot of pins when I'm sewing it will inevitably end up on the floor up side down.  This pin cushion is always handy and I don't know why I didn't make one years ago.


So this is the shirt I was making for Fluffrick when I got side tracked by my denim skirt.  I did get the shirt finished, Fluffrick has worn it many times and even tolerated having his picture taken.

I finally got around to making Minnie a new collar.  I had made her previous collar, but it was getting rather threadbare and worn.  She only got to wear it for a handful of weeks and now it's sitting in the top of the box along with her ashes.  We will scatter her ashes and those of Bonnie one day, I'm not good at letting go.



This is a bag I made for a friend's birthdays.  She is a Mum of 3 so this has plenty of room for all those Mum things, plus six pockets, that should be enough, shouldn't it?




Wednesday, 2 May 2012

Goodbye...Hello


I didn't realise it had been so long since I had posted, nearly two months.  Part of the reason for not posting was Minnie Mo's health.  The little girl had been getting gradually worse since the start of the year, she had been diagnosed with renal failure last June, then started to have spinal problems at Christmas. So very very sadly we had to make the decision when she also developed liver failure, that she had been through enough.

I miss her more than I can say, she was a little bright spark who kept us on our toes.  She was a rescue dog from the lovely people at Rotherham Dog Rescue, she had been a stray and was painfully thin when we first adopted her.  We don't know exactly how old she really was, or what her name was, because it certainly wasn't Minnie, as she never really responded to it.  I liked to call her Contrary Mary, as you could be sure she would do the opposite of what you wanted her to do, but then as mere humans we should have realised that she was in charge.
Lovely Minnie Mo on holiday in Arran
 So as Minnie left us we realised that we needed a new dog to keep us in hand and sadly there are always dogs that need rescuing.  We went looking for another little terrier to fill the Minnie sized hole in our lives, but we ended up with a whole lot more.  Let me introduce you to Hagrid.


Handsome Hagrid
This lovely lad is a Standard Poodle/Saluki cross and he is big, he can easily put his paws on your shoulders and lick you face, something we are trying to discourage him from doing.  He is a big soft boy, but a little nervous.   He does have some issues with other dogs, but then so did Minnie at first and she overcame it in time and as he is only two years old, he has plenty of time to learn.  We met Hagrid at Mill House Animal Sanctuary and it was love at first sight.  I'm sure he will make frequent appearances in this blog.

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

No I'm not ready for my close-up.

 Minnie does not like having her picture taken, the easiest way to get a cute picture of her is to do it when she is asleep.

 No I'm not going to stand still so you can take a picture of this silly coat. 
Walking out of frame is her usual course of action


Here is a picture of my new coat, with the benefit of Dad's wrist to lick.

Unfortunately Minnie is not going to get to wear her new coat this month. She twisted her knee a couple of weeks ago and the Vet has prescribed four weeks without walks in the hope that it will heel without surgery. Minnie's less than stellar kidney function means that we really doing want to have to put her through a surgery unless it is absolutely necessary.  Thank goodness she is small enough to carry up and down stairs.


Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Tea!

This is what we had for Tea this evening.

It was as per Monday's menu except for the addition of prawns. Mum did wonder if something alien had landed on her plate, but it was only the potsticker dumplings. I do like these little dumplings, however on this occasion they lived up to their name and did stick to the pot.

I am going to have to improve my photography because this meal was actually far more appetising than it looks. Maybe I can practice on something cold, because I don't think anybody here would be happy to have me to faff around taking pictures, when all they want to eat their tea.

Minnie Mo is obviously feeling back to her usual self because she serenaded us with her best squeaks through this evening's meal. It is amazing just how insistent a little Terrier's squeak can be.

Sunday, 18 September 2011

Long time no type

So I don't quite know how it got to be over a year since I last posted, I have been doing stuff, honest.

I've been making more costumes for the "Heeley Hoofers". We have another show coming up in November, so it's a 1970's costume bonanza.

I've been over-protective of our little dog Minnie. The over-protectiveness really kicked in when we were told she had kidney problems. Thankfully she is doing much better, she will now eat her Renal dog food without too much protest; even though it does give her the most awful bad breath.
Recently I've been doing quite a bit of reading. All seven "Harry Potter" books in the space of three weeks. Having the luxury of time to do that has been lovely.

I will try to post more often, if I can find something interesting to post about.


Thursday, 3 June 2010

Downs and Ups

The last couple of weeks have been hard. Bonnie died on 22 May. I want to get to a stage where I don't want to cry every time I think about her, and I can be happy remembering all the lovely times we had with her. She is greatly missed.

But both my Darling and I knew we wanted to get another dog, the pleasure does outweigh the pain. So the lovely little terrier above is now part of our family. Her name is Minnie, and despite her appearance we think she is only about six or seven. The fantastic people at Rotherham Dog Rescue introduced her to us. I am sure Minnie will be a feature artist in this blog from now on.