Our little schnoodle had to go in for an operation to have his leg removed yesterday. The surgery went really well and he is back home to us today. For anyone that doesn’t understand how much a pet means probably doesn’t get how emotional it can be seeing your little dog after an operation like Bozley had.
He has his cone again and he will struggle to jump up for a while but we will look after him. Lassie, our Border Collie isn’t to sure about what happened but she is on the couch beside him so they will be grand together.
We have to thank The Village Vets in Decatur for looking after our little guy and giving him the best chance of an extended life. We also want to thank everyone that has sent good thoughts, messages and texts over the last two days.
Today’s post was supposed to be about me attending my first festival in Atlanta as we attended the Dogwood Festival in Piedmont Park earlier today but our dog took precedence. I will post later in the week about my first visit to the Dogwood festival and my thoughts on the festival season here in Atlanta.
Today’s post is just a gallery of images of lassie as a pup, her time in Ireland, her move to the USA, meeting and being with Bozley. Images of Bozley from Feb 2015 and recently and a couple of images of Mannie who passed away last year.
Well so far I have focused on family, both here and in Ireland, my son and Lassie. So now it’s time to introduce Bozley, my wife Leanne’s Schnoodle, a cross between a Schnauzer and a poodle. He is 6 years old so a year older than Lassie and the male dog in the house.
Leanne rescued Bozley nearly 5 years ago and he immediately stole her heart and a place in her home. Of course there was a cat here already so Bozley had a bit of change to under go. So did Mannie the Cat. Unfortunately Mannie passed away just after my visit to Atlanta in 2015 and it left Leanne heartbroken. But we are back to a 2 pet family now with Bozley and Lassie.
Lassie has long legs and Bozley has little short legs so walks with them can be interesting. Bozley is a typical small dog, he thinks he is a huge dog and barks at every other dog but always backs away if they bark back. We go on long walks but I let Lassie off her leash so she can get a run and Bozley walks nicely beside me.
Times are going to be a bit difficult for Bozley soon as he has to have one of his back legs amputated. It is infected with a mass which acts like a cancer and to give him the best chance of a full life we made the difficult decision to go ahead with the operation next week. He already had one operation to remove a mass from the leg and the poor guy had to wear a cone for 2 weeks but he still went on his walks with Lassie.
Bozley has become as important as Lassie to me and I would be heartbroken if anything happened to either of them. Bozley loves to lie right at the top of the bed as you go to sleep and there are times when I have both dogs on the couch beside me. I wouldn’t change it or have it any other way.
Continuing the trend of posts about family it wouldn’t be right of me not to include Lassie, my 5 year old Border Collie. I first met Lassie when she was born but it was 6 weeks later when Robert was with me that he picked the same dog from the bunch amd gave her the name Lassie. She was born in Co Mayo, on the west coast of Ireland and made the journey back to Dublin with me just before Christmas 2010 in a small box that I had till I left Ireland.
I got Lassie just after I retired from the Defence Forces and she became my constant companion as I went to college and started work in the airport. My last pet was actually my sisters dog so Lassie was the first pet I owned myself. For the next 4 and a bit years long walks down the park were a daily part of my routine. I met some wonderful people while walking in the park and Lassie met some great doggie pals. I am still in touch with them and they regularly ask how Lassie is doing.
One of Lassies best pals is a little terrier called Pippa, they were neighbors and went everywhere together. Luckily when I was working shift my neighbour would bring Lassie and Pippa to the park and let them have a run around. It is the one thing Lassie misses, being able to get off her leash and run with her pals. But she does have a new pal now, her adopted brother, Bozley. Ever since we arrived in America Lassie and Bozley have got on great. Of course getting a dog to the USA isn’t just a case of arriving at the airport, like everything else it took advance planning. I started the planning in August for a November flight, getting Lassie rabies shots, blood tests, buying a crate and booking place on flight.
Lassie always either slept on the bed or on the floor so the crate was just a piece of furniture until the day of the flight. Unfortunately dogs travel cargo so I had to let Lassie go with the airline early. In fairness Aer Lingus were superb, even coming up to me on the plane before take off to let me know Lassie was on board and looking good. With the stress of me emigrating it was nice of the airline to do that for me.
I love my dogs, it’s not just Lassie but Bozley as well now. We go on walks everyday and generally have fun. The 2 dogs follow me everywhere, and I mean everywhere! I wouldn’t have it any other way as they are both part of the family, are loved by us both and well looked after. Next week will be a challenge for Bozley as he goes in for an operation to have his leg removed but with Lassie there to help him and our love he will be in good hands.
I make no apologies but I am a dog person and there were times when things didn’t look so good that Lassie would come over, just lie beside me, rest her head on my leg and look up at me and then I would know everything was going to be ok.
Have a great weekend folks and have fun. It’s time for me to go and enjoy some time with my wife and dogs. I will be back on Monday with an update on how my return to playing football after nearly 20 years away from playing.
A bit of a thoughtful post today. As I have stated recently, I am only 3 months in the USA and still can’t work as I await paperwork to clear. As a new immigrant to the country and someone who had either been in school or work constantly since I was 17, not working is difficult but with structure and support from loved ones it can be done.
I worked for Irish Rail for 3 years, the Irish Defence Forces for 23 and Dublin Airport for 2, as well as attending college in the last few years, so I have always been busy. I did take 8 months off back in 2011 when I retired from the military and that was more to get what I had planned going and every day had a certain amount of structure.
Its very easy to fall into a life of day time TV, which i hate, or just staying in bed till noon. Neither of those options appeal to me so a plan was needed. As we have 2 dogs that helped with any plan as they love to go on walks. Also I love to drive my wife into work so that means most mornings we are out the door by 7.15am.
My day starts once I drop Leanne to work and come home with the dogs. A quick walk around the neighborhood is followed by breakfast and a mug of tea. I now have a subscription to Lynda.com which allows me to learn new skills with the aid of video online lessons. Normally i will do 90 mins at a time, 2-3 times over the day, depending on what else i need to do.
The real difficulty is loneliness, being on my own most of the day it takes discipline to make sure I keep at what I am doing. The dogs keep me company but its a chat with someone that I miss the most. I do keep in contact with friends at home via Viber but there is a 5 hour time difference s that can be difficult at times. I am lucky as i have a few things on my side, firstly I have the support of my lovely wife, secondly i am quite disciplined to keep at what I am doing and finally daytime TV sucks!
If you are in the same situation as me, make a plan, stick to it and have structure for you day. Yes take a day off, go for lunch but have a plan of what to do. In a few short months I hope the paperwork comes through and I can start following my dream of being self employed as a photographer, but for now the planned and structured days of being at home and a house husband will continue.