So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


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Swingle is FOUR!

Happy Birthday, Swingle!

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My accident prone puppy is now a more mature lady. We’re now sure her Dad was the Labrador from the farm up the hill, cos someone told us! The accidents go on. This summer she missed the wasp stings, only because there were only a few. Her bladder still does play up every now and then, giving us broken nights but giving her Cranberry tablets seem to help.

This year’s thing was a ripped dew claw on a back leg. The vet said to leave it open to heal, as a farmer’s dog, she hadn’t had it trimmed off at birth, I can see why now. I wasn’t happy with it and was about to return to the vets and Swingle had to chase a cat out of the garden, blood everywhere. Back to the Vets, Stitches. All healed, stitches out, the first gallop, ripped again. Finally, he amputated it and now all’s well. It was a nightmare keeping her out of the water while she had stitches. If it happens again, I’ll insist it’s cut straight off! I wished the Vet Happy Christmas in August, no more trips, please!

This autumn, maybe the moles and Wühl mouses have been more active, and she has been hunting like mad! Four wuhlmouses, three she ate, two moles which she didn’t!

After writing this, she tore her lower lip, hunting in the ground of course, yet another scar!

She still plays like mad with Bella, Kira and Rocky, and my twice a day walks with her keep me sane and fit. Still a gannet, big sleeping, snoring, pest, but I wouldn’t be without her!


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Swingle and Rocky!

Swingle tried so hard to get the stick, then they both suddenly lost interest!


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July

This summer seems to be hurtling by. At times I feel so upbeat, answered prayers for extra work, and its turned up, and it’s teaching.

Baize door is ready to go, I’m actually using professional marketing this time, so in September I’ll be getting that sorted. Its follow up, Compromise is coming on nicely too.

Holiday houses keeping me busy too, roll on when the flipping grass stops growing. At least we don’t have the UK heatwave, but that would stop the wretched stuff! Library is such fun, next week, we’re off to blow an extra €500 grant we got!

In a couple of weeks I’m off to finish my librarian training. All really good, but under this have been a few personal dramas, sometimes I seem to swing from one cock up to the other!

Swingle’s dewclaw was healed but as soon as she ran in the grass, it ripped again. This morning she had the claw amputated. Poor, sore dog, and she’ll have to wear the collar of shame when we’re out.

I’ve finally moved on enough in faith and have received my healing for the diverticulitis, hooray. Then I get so tired, or I do something stupid or forgetful  and I just want to burst into tears or run away from this life back to the UK, why?


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Three years of Swingle

Three years of the joy of dog owning! We’re sure her Dad was a Labrador, the way she has to bring us a gift when we come home, her enormous appetite, her loving nature. Now a mature dog, her capacity for sleep is endless, especially if she has a pillow!

Her new hobby is snow rolling as its getting warmer, as I think her skin is itchy as she hasn’t swam since December. I’m not so mean as to bath her. A gentle if noisy dog, bless her!


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Happy Birthday Swingle!

Well, I’m guessing really, we know she was born in October. So now she’s officially three!  She’s really grown up this past year. She’s got her qualification in sleeping on the spare bed. She now is more picky about her own food, she’ll even leave her breakfast if I give her the wrong one. But she will never turn down a genuine Scoobie snack of any sort.  She doesn’t need quite so much exercise and now is more inclined when playing with Chira who is only a year old, to sit and watch her gallop around her and then suddenly pounce!  Her best friend is still Bella, they are just the greatest of mates.  I still curse myself for having introduced the two walks a day routine, but can’t break it!She’s an international dog, having travelled with us in the car through France and Germany and England. When we were there, we would go to the town parks to exercise her and there was always someone for her to play with, even if she did get attacked a couple of times. I got so fed up with people asking what breed she is, so I’d reply in German,’Lungaukletterhund’ which means Lungau climbing dog, where she still likes to leg it up steep sides. Most people were impressed, I think!

Her favourite hobby is barking especially with guests, and we haven’t really got on top of that one! She does have a tendancy to panic, if Dave or I raise our voices, where ever she is, she’ll rush in quivering and doing her paw thing until we convince her all is OK. But if we shout at her, it has no effect!  She still hunts woozles and mice in the undergrowth, but she’s not so sharp now and hasn’t had many this summer!  I think I’ve mentioned the wasps!

We can now leave her for about five hours alone at home, and she doesn’t destroy the place if she gets her treats as we leave! She wont now play with rubber or plastic toys, but give her a stuffed toy, she will disembowel it and play with it with great delight! She still rarely sleeps on our bed, which is a relief!

She regularly mugs pensioners, well. Mr B our neighbour who always has a treat for her in his pocket. She will also do anything for a good neck rub!

Wouldn’t be without her, Happy Birthday Swigs!


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Swingle finds some snow!

Up at Schönfeld for our first big walk of the year, there was still some snow left, so guess who went nuts! FB click on the link for the slideshow!

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