Its over to Mom

"Thanks George"

A year ago today I started Georges' blog

He's changed alot in that time! true to his breed characteristics and we love him all the more for it.

I started the blog for me to have a diary of him growing up, but it has become more than that.

Along the way I have picked up many friends and enjoy the banter in the comments.

Its taken me a while to figure out what I should put in this post

So I'll tell you why we picked a Welsh Terrier.

I grew up with a Lakeland terrier called Sooty, he was an independent little dog. I remember one time when he stopped my cousin  going back down stairs after visiting the bathroom!

Also the time when he got out, we spend hours looking for him, and the time when mom and dad said he was ill and wouldn't be coming back from the vets, but he did and lived for some time after that.

Me and Sooty on The Clee Hill, which is where George was born!

The next dog to come into our lives was Tigger, we were married and I was working in a small pottery making shirehorse's!!! the boss had two dogs that she always brought to work with her an English Setter and  American  cockier spaniel. The front roller stutter door was open and this dog just walked in and curled up in one of the dog beds, no collar.

 We made a phone call to the police but no one had reported her missing, There was no way  the boss could take her home, so I said I would, we put an advert in the local paper again no one came forward.

We named her Tigger because of her marking, we didn't know her age but she lived to the age of 11years with us.

Our next dog was Jack we got him from the dogs home, he was

10 months old.

Jack stuck to me like glue, he would follow me all over the place.

In the later years of his life he was going deaf and blind, I used a lot of signing with my hands which worked wonders, but we had that bond, like a type of telepathy, no need to say a word

I was giving him a bath and found a lump under his chin, I thought it was to do with his teeth, it turned out to be the cancer lymphoma the vet gave him a month to live, that was the November of 2009, he made it passed Christmas but I had to let him go on 29th Dec. aged 15. It was not a good Christmas that year  

     

Then came George, I was that close to Jack that I knew I could not be without a dog as part of our family. 

This time it would be different, we decided we would have a puppy!!!

With me growing up with a Lakeland and we both love Airedales we narrowed it down to a Welsh Terrier, just because of the size!!

Its not a popular breed, most folks think he is an Airedale anyway!

On 23rd January 2010 we picked up George, a little bundle of fur that melted our hearts, he's a big ball of fur now, but still melts my heart, even though he's a daddy's boy.

Its also a good time to look at the blog, I did think I would just do a year of Saturday Steps, the first one was on the 15th May!! but on reflection I will keep this going until I run out of steps!!! as every walk we go on has some steps along the way.

So I will be doing what I have done over the last couple of weeks, a Saturday Steps including a post. 

I could easly do a post everyday with the things that George gets up to! but, as you all know, blogging can take over and I don't want to get to the point when I find it a chore, stop enjoying it and stop.

When I first started I had no idea at the end of the first year I would be up to 195 followers and George's 1st Birthday when 55 of you sent in photos of you on steps, amazing.

Plus Flat Georges 2011 World Tour, a big Thank You to everyone that has done a blog post and sent in photos.

I class that blog as yours, you are the ones taking him out and about writing the post and taking photos,

 I'm just hosting it. 

 I love seeing what you are up to, I'm just sorry I can't comment on all your blog posts but time does not allow.  I better wrap it up now, George is tapping his paws, thanks for making this an enjoyable year of blogging.

See Yea Jan xxx

Well I can't add to that so till next time see yea George xxx