The Dark Side

First thing this morning Stitch and I headed off for a long walk around the countryside, for some unknown reason Stitch has become a little weary at certain junctions of our walk so today I put the lead on him, he spent a little while of the journey chewing at his lead, but then settled down, once we got past the rather nasty Alsatian I let him off the lead and he was no bother at all, we trundled through the lanes and played with stones, myself throwing them and Stitch chasing them, he became quite good at dropping them in order for me to throw them again and today I even managed to get him all the way past the horse whilst throwing stones before he even looked at the monster of a beast, we arrived back and I prepared the supper and placed it in the slow cooker before taking my shower.  Starting supper early proved a blessing as the electric went off again around 11am, washing machine stopped mid way through and beef no where near ready, I turned off the washer and left the beef as surely the electric would power up again soon. This really is supposed to be a civilized country but the amount of power cuts we have had over the last two weeks is becoming a tad on the ridiculous side.  Something else I can’t get my head around is the internet in Cyprus, it is stupidly expensive and also pleases itself when it’s on or off, oh how I miss Israel with their high speed internet and stable electricity supply, beautiful beaches and party atmosphere, I must stop now as I’m becoming melancholy….

I left the house around 12 just as the electric decided to spring into life, I needed to get some doggie supplies from the vet as the collar for flees and ticks we purchased when Stitch received his neutering did not appear to be working, over the last three days we have removed 2 ticks, well I held Stitch and my beloved removed them YUK, the collar is supposed to protect them for 8 months, I didn’t think it was doing much of a good job so I went to the vent and bought the monthly supply of Advantix, and headed home.  Having told the vet my hound is 4.5kg I thought nothing of it until I was home and realized he had given me a dosage for a 10-25kg dog, so then I had to go to the chemist get a syringe minus the needle as I really didn’t need that thing and then try and measure out .4ml of fluid from a 2.5ml container, all the while trying not to spill it, touch or ingest it, eventually I managed to get the necessary dose and administered it onto Stitch’s back, job done.

This evening I was organizing the supper when I turned around to find a cushion on the floor, I laid it back on the sofa and continued with my preparation only to turn around again and find Stitch on the sofa! He was taken down and placed in his crate, time out does nobody any harm.  After a minute or so I took him outside and for a walk before bringing him back inside and then for the rest of the evening he didn’t speak to me, obviously had the right hump with being taken off the comfy sofa, but having gone through toddler tantrums and teenage nightmares a dog with the hump didn’t upset me one little bit.

Trying to get Stitch out in the dark is quite amusing, we took him out for a couple of pee visits but he just does not like the dark, even when we carry torches when he thinks it is too dark he just stops, I am beginning to think this dog is definitely not the nocturnal variety, which is great in one respect because he is little and would get himself lost out there without the benefits of lights, but when you want him to pee outside and not all over the house he really has to learn to embrace the dark side. Now I have to say he really hasn’t had many mishaps in the house, only two that I can actually remember, unless you count the fact that we mistook his whine for a moan when he actually needed to do his business, and you can’t hold a dog responsible for mixed messages but even that has only happened three times since we took charge of him.