I love my vet and he loves me

My vet came to see me this evening. Don’t worry, there is nothing wrong with me. It was just an injection and I don’t mind those because the tall person says that it is medicine that keeps me safe. My vet’s name is Paata and he is very kind and patiently waits until I have calmed down because I always get excited when I see him.

When we had finished the ‘business’ side of things we sat at the top of the stairs and chatted for a while. He has such an interesting job and gets to meet all sorts of animals and help them when they are sick. What a great job!

I asked De to take a picture of us so I could introduce Paata to all of my friends. You can see from the pictures that I love my vet and he loves me!

Sorry Mr. Palm Tree

At the weekend, one of my Facebook friends from England said that her Caucasian puppy was continually digging holes and ruining her garden. Of course, she was speaking from a human perspective and had clearly not read Bassa’s Gardening Tips for Dogs. If she had she would have a better understanding of the canine approach to horticulture.

I did feel sorry for her because I know that the tall person underwent the same difficult learning curve last year. Before I arrived he spent a lot of time ‘improving’ the garden. He went to the plant markets in Tbilisi and brought home many bushes and trees and plants. He planted them and cared for them and they grew and flowered and he was very proud of his creation. This is a picture of his favourite plant.

I came to live here shortly after he had finished his landscaping and I immediately began to make a few changes. To his credit he did try to thwart my plans by fencing off some areas and moving some things. However, as I grew bigger these precautions became less of a barrier and more of a ‘challenge’ to me. The tall person could not move everything or watch me all of the time and over a period of months I re-designed the garden to more adequately meet my needs. As you know, I prefer a minimalist style and the garden soon looked very different.

There is not much left of the tall person’s creation but he did manage to save his favourite plant. It is a small palm. You may not know this but palm fronds are amazingly chewy and I bit off every frond. I feel guilty about it now but at the time it was just another thing to chew. However, there is a happy end to this story. The tall person re-planted it in a pot and put it on the veranda. It obviously likes it there because it has grown new fronds. Well done Mr. Palm.

So, I will end this post with a message for Claudia, my Facebook friend from England – if you want to understand the joy of gardening from a dog’s perspective you might want to check out my gardening tips for dogs – you can find them under Bassa’s Tips for Dogs in the Category Cloud in the right hand column of the blog.

Victory!

I am just back from my evening walk and have lots to tell you. Early in the walk I met a lovely black poodle. She was much smaller than me but was not afraid to come up and say hello. She was very nice. I then met a pack of four street dogs. There are a number of these packs in the neighbourhood and they can be a bit of a problem but this particular pack ran away when they saw me. On the way back I met two little dogs who are a bit of a nuisance. They live a couple of streets from my home and whenever they see me they growl and snarl but they always hide under a car to do it! I have always ignored them, which I think makes them more angry knowing that I am walking with impunity through ‘their’ territory. Well, little dogs, I have news for you – I am a Caucasian Shepherd and this is my territory and if I ever choose to bark at you I am sure you will never forget it.

Anyway, the highlight of my evening walk was the discovery of a Soviet era Pobeda car. The little person was very excited. He told me that Pobeda means victory and the Pobeda car was made in the Soviet Union just after the second world war ended and continued to be made until 1958. The one we saw this evening was not in very good condition but the little person said that if it was restored it would sell for a lot of money. Wow!