Old Lady

Despite everybody who meets her thinking she's still a puppy  - Pushka is nearly eleven now. Sure she'll still hoon around the garden like a lunatic for no reason - and she still goes nuts when you say the W-A-L-K word - but if we go for a longer walk - especially now its warm - then she likes nothing better than to have a nice snooze in the sun afterwards - especially if it might involve a biscuit and a rub behind the ears.

Many years ago when we had the business I came into the office one day to find Pushka asleep on the couch with her head on the armrest - "In the next life I'm coming back as a husky" said I, quick as a flash the office manager replied "sod that, in the next life I'm coming back as your husky - the rest of 'em don't live like this!"