Time fly's when you are enjoying yourself.

2 months on, what progression have we made? We do have a revelation, Tetley's hearing isn't as bad as he originally made out. It's more a severe case of selective hearing. Some times he's amazing, hearing a rustle of a food packet in another room. Other times he can't hear you calling him, do you get my drift.
He also has a bit of a dance to do before he goes to bed, you mention 'bed' and Tommy's off like a shot, sitting like a soldier nice and proud in their crate a gleeful look onhis little face, eager to please. Tetley has a more indirect approach, he likes to circle the room a while anticipating you chasing him - early doors I found out that wasn't the way to go as I ended up having more exercise before bed than I had ever done- then after a few plea's to his better nature he occassionally offers a few teasing false starts, moving purposefully towards the crate then at the last minute swerving to oneside expertly diverting to yet again circumnavigate the living room. He may decide to toy with you further buy passing elegantly by your leg and then darting away. All in all it can be a challenging experience to a poor, tired doggy Mum or Dad. experience has now taught me the knack of adding a few expletives after bed and looking sternly at him, this seems to work.

The raw food diet died a death. Lots of good intentions on our behalf. A unified protest of "starvation until you give in" resulted. Yes, of course we caved in! have you seen how pitiful a Heeler can look at you?

The no getting on the couch also seems like a dim and distant practice - because it is. Geoff caved first, shortly followed by me. In fact I was just about to let the "awww let them come up out of my mouth when Geoff got there before me. There is nothing beter than relaxing after a sod of a day than slouching on the the sofa with a Heeler by your side, or on your knee, or laying across your belly, licking your face. AAAhhhh bliss.