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What a week




For a well socialised dog it would of been an amazing meet and greet week, how do you do, have you got anything for me week but were talking Sorrel here. The not socialised everyone is just scary dog.

Not only have we had to face gite guests each week, the past seven days been especially busy. We've done seeing friends we love, especially when they bring treats for us. Meeting new female dogs, going for a walk with them then having to let them come in our garden and house, which was fine but we couldn't handle the jumpy up thing that she kept doing to the humans so Sorrel, the I'm a calm, polite dog that doesn't jump up (apart from at Miss F and Anita cause I really love them and am so excited when they visit) tried to show Pepper how to behave by nipping her.

Then a tent went up. This I wasn't too happy about but once sniffed and barked at it was OK, however when Farmer J's little brother and his two boys turned up it all went a little difficult. She hid in her safe dog pod for a lot of the time, coming out when the coast was clear of people only to run back in when they entered the room. Littlest person so wanted to be Sorrel's friend it took a lot  of dog biscuit throwing for her to come round, then they were the best mates playing chase and throwing the octopus (which is now stuck up in the wisteria thanks to Ali's rubbish throwing)

Sorrel was rather relieved when they left, sleeps were a lot more relaxing and it was a lot quieter.
We now have customers coming for pork if they threw a sausage as they left our furry scruff bag would be a lot happier. Any takers for giving up a sausage Sorrel will be in her dog pod, though a few extra pounds have gone round the waist so it's a restricted dog diet this week.
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