OneGuyFromBarlick

The saying isn’t in the top 15 Pooh sayings either. I’m ‘saving’ this framed image for a grandchild , who isn’t even a glint in my daughters eye yet.

One can hope

They'll come Cathy.....

Jack is still stable and enjoying life. I think where we are at the moment with me having to keep him very close is the new normal. I can live with that, he's functioning well considering.

Jack thanks you both for caring

Jack is still fine, if anything there is a very slow improvement. Very easy to live with. He is functioning and happy, that's all that matters.

Good news.

Excellent Stanley.

Stanley wrote: ↑29 Jul 2020, 02:42 “Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits...” (Winnie the Pooh)

I think it got re-atributed to Pooh, I thought it was graffiti on a toliet wall, will try to confirm.

Seems to be at least to Punch in 1906 , possibly after the Boston Herald of 1905

Not best pleased with my mate. He always goes for a pee in the back street first thing and comes back within minutes. This morning he went AWOL and I had to go out walking and whistling. No luck but when I got back he was in the back street. Not best pleased. From now on he doesn't go free!
Dogs! Why do we bother?

Maybe he has got a girlfriend.

No China, just wandering. He needs constant supervision after his encounter with Vestibular Syndrome. I am learning slowly!

You’re on it Stanley, he’s lucky he’s got you.

Been mentioned elsewhere, maybe an extending long lead is the answer. Ideal on the green for letting him have a bit of a run. Glad he is back, he will have no knowledge of the event possibly.

Could you call round and tell him that? He does nothing but grumble at me.
No Ian, I don't need one of them. We're managing. He is feeling no pain.

Our dog Alfie, who had an attack of vestibular disease, left home completely one day. I had been over at my mum's in Leeds and when I got home Col was busy outside repairing a hen run with the staple gun and compressor, which Alfie hated. There was no sign of Alfie anywhere, we searched and searched getting increasingly upset. Eventually he was returned home in the back of a van by a chap from across the road trying to find an owner. Despite being old and arthritic Alfie had shimmied under the gate, crossed 2 cattle grids and the road, walked down the track opposite and was ready to move in with a different family he had never met before whose small children were playing happily with him.

So Typical Wendy. Jack had a supervised pee in the front garden this morning with the gate closed!
your story about Alfie reminds me of an old dog I once met in a friends house. He had walked through the door years before, laid down in front of the fire and never left. They tried to find the owner but failed and accepted a new member of the family.

I must be more vigilant! Last night I took my eye off Jack for a few seconds and spent the next ten minutes wandering round whistling him up. I gave up and went back home and there he was large as life looking for me! I saw a neighbour in the back street and she told me he had been fraternising with her bitch at the bottom of the back street! Must do better!

Just had our cat Primrose at the vets. Nothing wrong just her annual booster jab against the deadly cat killer diseases and a general MOT. She has inherited us some fun as she needs some drops for one of her ears, we will do both if we have to clamp her, which we will Weight OK, slightly less than last year but she can stand that as she is a big cat.

Not sure if Jack is as deaf as he reckons to be. He is a bit bothered by the thunder and lightning this morning in the Ribble Valley. Could he be having me on and simply ignoring me when I call him? Surely not...

He’s a male Stanley... maybe he has selective hearing.

I fear you may be right Cathy. I am regarding him with great suspicion at the moment!