Saturday 31 December 2011

Bertie's First Christmas

The first indication for Bertie that something different was happening was the sight of the Master and Mistress filling black bags. His inquisitive nose investigated as we attempted to make enough room in the bedrooms for guests to reach their beds. An indecent amount of washing and dusting, vacuuming and tidying went on as his familiar surroundings became unfamiliar. Settee cushions were upended so that his friends and relations could not climb on them. Winston, being a cat and therefore superior (and lighter) managed to balance on them and Bertie developed a trampoline act on the webbing. Meanwhile, big strong Gus panted and worried over the changes taking place.

As the house was divested of dust, extraneous goods such as old music tapes, mountains of odd socks, old pillows and clothing that adult children had stored and forgotten, chewed slippers and remnants of the various childhoods of now grown offspring so it simultaneously filled with parcels and boxes and enough food to feed an army. The dog freezer (for frozen dog food, not dogs) was filled and the old freezer in the garage was brought into service to accommodate the overflow. Five dogs and two puppies consume a lot of food in a short period. Likewise the human freezer (for frozen human food, et cetera, as above) and the fridge were organised to within an inch of their lives to take in the extra provisions needed to sustain human life during the Christmas period when, Heaven forfend! the shops would be closed for an entire day. (Actually, I was horrified to discover that the local shop would be open until midday on Christmas Day.)

The most disturbing thing for Bertie was when his puppy pen was dismantled. Suddenly his dining room, rest room and secure zone disappeared. This was the downstairs pen in which he had eaten and slept in safety from his first day in our house. He shared it with Buster when he visited and now it was gone. Oh, calamity!
Bertie (left) and Buster  - 8 weeks old
Sharing the pen with Jenna . . .
 . . . and with Frodo
In front of the pen with Gus
Finally the house was ready. Bethan and Robert arrived on Friday to be followed by Bertie’s brother and his family. Everyone brought piles of boxes and bags and more food and all the effort of the preceding days seemed to have been in vain. 
Bertie (left) and Buster
Bertie (left) and Buster
Sometimes the boys were too tired to share a bed. Bertie slumbers.

Bertie and Buster played themselves to exhaustion.

On Christmas Eve some of us went to Midnight Mass - a beautiful introduction to Christmas Day when Gareth and his family arrived. The day passed in a blur of people, food, wine and gifts. Boxing Day was a repeat performance with slight changes in personnel. On Tuesday, everyone departed to their own homes and life suddenly seemed very quiet once more. We all enjoyed our time together and though there will undoubtedly be gatherings during the coming year, none of them will be quite like Christmas, and none of them will bring similar dramatic changes in Bertie’s little life.
Oh, and quite a lot of the items we have been storing have gone home with their respective ownersJ J

At some point we will erect Bertie’s pen again so that we can leave him safely but he’s quite a responsible young lad now and the need is not so pressing. New Year’s Eve will pass quietly – just the two of us, four dogs and Winston Ocicat.
Happy New Year to you all and may 2012 be Healthy, Fulfilling, Peaceful and Prosperous.


  1. I just love the pet pix, especially the ones of a couple of them lying together. My two wouldn't be caught dead doing that. LOL. I wish they would!

  2. Happy New Year. I love your blog masthead picture. Beautiful!

  3. What a wonderful walk through Christmas with you and Bertie (and all). I enjoyed every step of it, far more than poor Bertie must have. I loved seeing him sleeping with the other dogs, and especially with his brother.
    Winston looks so happy in this photo, I just want to cuddle him. Well, Dick and I are looking at maps of Britain, with an eye to possibly traveling on trains and ferries over there in the near future, so I just might get to cuddle Winston some day.
    Meanwhile, hugs all around to Winston and the dogs, and warm thoughts for you and Barry for 2012.

  4. @Mary - maybe when you're not looking??
    @Liza - thank you so much. We love where we live:-)
    @Kay - we'd love to see you and Richard - just be prepared for mayhem:-) We're clean but not tidy . . . and the dogs and Winston LOVE folks who will make a fuss of them:-)

  5. All those cute fur babies make me ache for one again.

  6. It's not been a good year for dogs (almost everyone I know seems to have lost one, including my daughter), so it's especially nice to read about a new addition. I wish you and yours and Bertie and Buster and friends a wonderful and healthful new year. Another of my resolutions is to visit your blog on a much more regular basis!

  7. Sounds perfect! A clean house followed by a bombsite of new mess - excellent. The dogs looked they had a blast!

  8. Awww... these are such cute photos. Have a really wonderful new year celebration. May your 2012 be full of health and happiness! I love your header photo!

  9. This is so cute. You have many dogs. Happy New Year and the best for 2012.


  10. Oh My!!! Too Muuucchh cuteness!! I think i'm overloading!!! But seriously. Happy New Year and I love the blog :)

  11. Gorgeous pictures, I love to see your animal family.:-) And haven't Bertie and Buster grown!

    Have a wonderful new year all of you. x

  12. Thank you all for your nice comments:-)

  13. Sleeping dogs are almost as cute as sleeping babies!


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