I have my heart set on a cute and sociable pet for the parlour
We are thinking of getting another pet. But what?
I love dogs. They were an integral part of our lives growing up. My husband, Robin didn't have the same connection and, indeed, even when he was farming sheep, didn't work with a dog.
A couple of years ago, the girls wanted to get a dog. Along came Timmy. We all think our ducks are swans but, if a certain beer company did dogs, Timmy would be the ideal template.
He is a rescue dog of unknown provenance but obviously a terrier of sorts. Some people who are more knowledgeable than us about such things suggest there is some Patterdale in him, others that there is Jack Russell; so we dubbed him a Patterjack.
At the outset, Robin was determined that Timmy would sleep outside. But Timmy didn't like the idea of being taken out to the stable at night. So we got a dog bed and put it in the hall. That too proved unsatisfactory. Now it's as much as Robin can do to squeeze in alongside Timmy on the sofa where he (the dog, that is!) sleeps.
Timmy is a fantastic companion. Always up for fun, he loves to give and receive affection, is a great walking buddy and broadminded confidante. Sure it's scientifically proven that dog owners are healthier and happier.
Now that we thinking of getting a new pet, another dog is the obvious choice. But we are open to other possibilities.
When we first got hens around five years ago, the girls were big into playing with them. But the current crop, which we got a month or so ago to replace those killed by the mink are, to use livestock terminology, negatively docile.