Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Something different - aeroplanes and Hobbits

Just in case fly or like Hobbits, here is the latest video from Air New Zealand (our national airline) which has had over 8.8 million views on You Tube in the last two weeks. Now that number seems a lot to me as New Zealand is only a small country of 4.4 million people.

Who knew that an airline safety could become something people would actually choose to watch when they weren't inside an aeroplane!

If there was ever a safety video made for cats and dogs (e.g. the rules how to behave in a confined space) I wonder what it would be like? What instructions would we need?  Any ideas? Do cats get to leave first and dogs chase follow as fast as we can  calmly, or do the dogs obey instructions while the cats get to do whatever they want?

What do you think?

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Musical beds.

I feel the need to explain the photo in my last Wordless Wednesday post. You see, Ted's comment was right. I wasn't at all happy as young Enzo and I had had a bit of a disagreement over our sleeping arrangements.

As a small puppy Enzo slept in a crate with the door closed. He slept with his security blanket - a little cream thing that he arrived with when he was eight weeks old. It had the smells of his brothers and sisters and mother, and he still (at 22 months old) finds his blanket comforting and carries it around even though mum's washed it many times.

As he got older he continued to sleep in his crate (with the door open).
I slept on an old hand-me down bed from the last Golden Retriever that lived in this house. It is my space, reasonably comfy and when my humans give me the "Bed" command I know that I have to stay there until mum gets up in the morning and gives me a tummy rub to release me so I can check out the garden.

Anyway, for some reason our two legged ones decided to remove the crate. Enzo had discovered an old bean bag, and every time it was put on the floor he couldn't resist making a little nest for himself, so they thought he might  like it to be his bed. 

I tried his bean bag once, but didn't enjoy the experience!However they put the bean bag on the floor beside my bed for him, and this is how we slept at night.

Until  he started doing this, and if I wanted my morning tummy rub I knew that I couldn't leave my bed.

There are other beds in our house that he could have gone to. In the family room we have a 1.8m long fabric covered piece of foam, where we rest while our humans watch TV. You would think Enzo would lie at one end of it and I could stretch out at the other end as there is enough space for the two of us, but he just uses me as a cushion while he chews on his toys.

Again he is at my end taking up space, though at least in this photo I have the upper paw!

At night they would send him to his bean bag and every morning at around 3am, even though they sleep at the other end of the house, they heard him moving around (to nest, to move to my bed, to go somewhere else, etc). He's also one of those dogs who woofs loudly as he chases rabbits in his sleep, so the bean bag rustling noises occurred often and our humans decided maybe Enzo needed a bed that wasn't a bean bag.
Guess what... they bought a new dog bed especially for him. As you can see, Enzo needs to be taught how to fit onto it, but he spent the first few days quite content, rubbing his face in the fabric, rolling round on his back and carrying his blanket to his bed.

He even slept on it all night. Then he decided he wanted "my bed" again so I started using his empty bed. I found his bed very comfy and big enough for me to relax on, with or without his blanket.

As you can see we both have enough space to sleep...
but now he has started doing this again.

What does a dog have to do to get a bed of his own where he can sleep at night undisturbed, as each morning our humans never know where they will find us or even if one of us will end up on the floor boards without a bed?