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The end of our adventures

The time has come to officially end our blog, so this is a quick note to say cheerio and thank you so much for all your kind messages and comments over the last four and a half years.

I’ve loved hearing about your dogs, your pet-friendly recommendations – and we have had lots of fun visiting dog-friendly spots in and around Sydney. I hope the blog has been helpful in sharing our finds.

However, Harry is now quite a senior dog (about 14-15 we believe) and he is showing his age. Always a homebody, with his eyesight failing and energy levels dropping due to various health issues, he’s even more reticent to venture out.  So we stay in our favourite familiar spots – which makes Harry very happy, but isn’t much to blog about 🙂

If you are still interested in Harry updates, you can find us on Instagram and Facebook:   @smallcreaturesstudio where I continue to indulge my crazy dog lady streak with lots of dog sketches – art is proving to be a great hobby when you have a dog who just likes to stay home snoozing at your feet. Of course, Harry is often my model and I can’t help myself putting up the odd photo of him too. I’d love to hear from you – and if you have a cute dog, Instagram is often my inspiration for sketches so please give me a shout.

Emma and Harry x

Rehabilitating Harry

Taking on a rescue dog is always something of a gamble but from day one it was clear we have been lucky with Harry.

We knew nothing of his background, how badly he might have been treated in the past, or whether he was even used to living inside a house. Fortunately, despite his fearfulness of new situations and certain people, he has never shown any sign of aggression and is eager for human attention and affection. He’s gentle and loving; a joy to be around.

Harry is a homebody.

Mercifully, since we live in an apartment, he is also one of the quietest dogs I have ever come across. Although our vet suggested Harry’s bark was likely beaten out of him in the past, he is not the entirely mute mutt we first thought him to be and will, on rare occasions, let out a loud and deep bark that belies his small stature.

As for adapting to life in the house, I’m still not sure whether he was house-trained previously or is just a quick learner, but there have been no incidents of mass destruction. This has been a particular relief for Him Indoors, who was nervous about our home being trashed by a psychotic hound from hell.

However, life has not been without its upheavals and one issue we are all facing is Harry’s fear of The Great Outdoors. The mere sight of his leash sends Harry running for cover and if we try to put on his walking harness he rolls onto his back and lies rigid as a corpse.

Once we’ve coaxed him out of the door (fresh chicken or his favourite ball encourage him, but he’s still reluctant) he gets spooked at the drop of a hat. If a dog barks, a bird swoops, or he simply spots someone he doesn’t like the look of, then he will plant his bottom on the floor and refuse to budge.

It’s heartbreaking to see him so frightened and it also means I am left with the option of either dragging or carrying him home, neither of which appeals to me (although Harry seems pretty happy with the latter).

So at this stage it’s looking like he lacks an appetite for adventure and my dreams of exploring Sydney with Harry at my heels are on hold – for now.

And then there were three

We were only supposed to be volunteer dog-walking at the rescue shelter. We didn’t have time for a dog, Him Indoors most definitely didn’t want a dog, and therefore we were Most Definitely Not Getting A Dog.

And then we met Harry.

Harry the heart-stealer

Harry the heart-stealer.

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