Category Archives: Dogs

Weland Mind-Weld…

Posted on September 21, 2021 by Stuart France

14th September 2021… * ‘On such a day as this two fools who laughed at death embarked upon the adventure of a lifetime…’ * …Today, the adventure is all but over with just a sealing of fire and water, inevitably, … Continue reading →

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Night Nurse…

Posted on March 23, 2021 by Sue Vincent

Sniff, snuffle, wake up… open eyes…. yawn, stretch…. still dark… go back to sleep… ‘Ello, though… the two legs is moving… and she’s not s’pposed to! At least, not on her own… Where do you think you are going? Alert! … Continue reading →

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A family of dogs

Posted on March 22, 2021 by Sue Vincent

First posted on Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo, 2018 There have not always been dogs in my life, but there have always been dogs in my heart. All of them, except the setters, who were family and Echo, who was a … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog on Old Dogs…

Posted on March 17, 2021 by Sue Vincent

It is getting harder and harder to get up off the floor these days… for both of us. I struggle a bit, but can still manage. If she goes down, she stays down until the cavalry come to rescue her. … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog on Writing…

Posted on February 8, 2021 by Sue Vincent

It seems I’m in the doghouse once again before I knew it, And this time it is so unfair because… I didn’t do it! It’s not my fault if people like my poems more than her stuff… And leave me … Continue reading →

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Brunch with the Small Dog

Posted on February 1, 2021 by Sue Vincent

Me and the dog had a sandwich for brunch (Well, for me it was breakfast, for her it was lunch.) She follows me into the kitchen like glue Just in case I might rustle up something to chew. You don’t … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog gets Snow…

Posted on January 25, 2021 by Sue Vincent

The snow came down, fell thick and white As far as I could see… She opened up the garden door So it could fall on me. I love the white stuff from the sky Though it is cold for paws… … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog in Distress

Posted on January 14, 2021 by Sue Vincent

Now, let us be very clear about this. I was tortured. I am not blaming the lovely young two-legs in the van… she was kind, compassionate, professional and exactly what you want in those horrendous circumstances. But my two-legs? The … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog on the Common Cold (or why there are sausage rolls under the sofa cushions…)

Posted on January 4, 2021 by Sue Vincent

She’s got a really rotten cold And isn’t feeling well, She’s curled up on the sofa And she looks as rough as hell. The good thing is it’s ‘feed a cold’ As far as I can tell, Which means, of … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog’s On Guard

Posted on December 30, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I may be in the doghouse ‘Cause she couldn’t sleep in bed So she curled up on the sofa… Where I dug her up instead (Because I had to check her Just in case she might be dead.) * Continue … Continue reading →

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