Showing posts with label Skiboo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Skiboo. Show all posts

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Rosie and Skiboo

A gas engineer spoils the afternoon - one of those where they might be "here" any time from 1pm, and we end up tied to ear shot of the doorbell, so the nice walk we were going to have became just a jaunt to the Rec. No matter, we met two good friends there and had a good time.

Skiboo (also known as Posh-Westie) is a very handsome old guy - proper show dog shape with a nice face, like Haggis, and currently a very smart show-dog trim. Bred, and now maintained by local dog groomer "Dapper Dogs", he always looks the part, unlike certain disreputable looking mutts we could name. His owner used to have a farmhouse down the road to Graveney but has now moved into the new houses behind here, beyond the Home for the Bewildered, so we see a lot more of them on the Rec.

But for me the highlight is 2 year old red and white Jack Russell. One of those dogs you meet occasionally who are exactly your equal when it comes to running, nipping, swerving, and rough and tumble play fighting. We quickly got to know each other, and then we were everywhere tearing in small circles, bundling each other over, sometimes chased too by Haggis, chasing chasing chasing until we were quite worn out.

Dad and Rosie's Mum didn't have to do much, except stand chatting with Skiboo's Mum, but the wind has turned bitter cold, so this was not actually such a good plan. They all froze, while we raced and chased till we were over heating!

Deefski

Sunday, 2 August 2009

Boxers, Beers and Birds

We meet Skiboo again on the rec - a fine handsome Westie from out towards the village of Graveney. He's a real stocky show-dog shape with a handsome face (like Haggis's). See also my May 2nd post.

The title? No, we've not gone all male-chauvinist here. One of Dad's 2CV chums (actually an exponent of the 2CV kit-car conversion called a "Lomax") holds a garden party each year at around his birthday. 2CV engines, "as any fool no", are 2 cylinder horizontally opposed units, known by the nickname of "boxers". Beers are easy to explain (this being a bloke-ish party, although there are plenty of other-halfs there too).

Birds? Each year the food is a real treat - a range of salads, but then a choice of meat around a theme. The first year "bangers" (all sorts of exotic and weird sausages including wursts and chorizo type stuff). The 2nd year "Burgers", again - all sorts from venison burgers to good ol' USA style hamburgers. This year the "birds" refers to all sorts of poutry products (duck spring rolls, spicy chicken wings, lemon chicken, chicken kievs etc.

We wonder where the host can go from here, fast running out of B-words to go with his boxers and beers. Baking maybe?

It's a lovely sunny day, so it's roof-down 2CV motoring, Dad resurrecting the straw hat for the first time since the "Sussex" Saga Sunshine.

Deefski