When I am at home, I rarely eat dessert. We rarely eat dessert, except for the menfolk having some icecream as needed on hotter days, and sometimes after our evening meal we may have a small amount of chocolate, for health reasons only, of course. But perhaps because of this ‘no dessert’ thing of mine, I have to admit that I often launch out and order dessert when I dine out. My weight is well within the ‘ideal range’ for my height, and I am not a big eater, and that’s how I keep my weight that way.

I was at an event in Gawler today, a launch of a lovely new calendar featuring beautiful and tasteful photos of lovely ladies who have MS, and who weren’t wearing many clothes. All very nice, and no salacious pics, but a bit of naughty fun! Calendars can be obtained from here, if anyone is interested.

Anyway, after the fun of getting myself a calendar, and having it signed by the photographed ladies who were present, I decided I deserved some lunch. I know fruit and nuts are important, so I checked out the menu and ordered a serve of black forest cake. It came with (glace) cherries, sliced thin almonds and two small strawberries. I ate it all up, and enjoyed it very much!

I suspect it might be a good idea to actually jump on the scales again soon – I don’t want to end up overweight again, and if I keep up with this dining out and ordering dessert lifestyle (with little exercise), the overweight might creep up on me!

Having four dogs in the house, and being the only human in the house at the moment, might well result in me having to venture outside soon, and so some walking around and picking up and disposing of duties. Not my favourite canine chore, but dog owners must be pooper scoopers too, at times … Judging by the odour in the room, that task might be needed soonish. Phew! Smelly farts, or is that a precursor?

I’d better get out in the garden with the dogs!

I am currently at my ideal weight for my height, and have been there for quite some time. This in spite of eating sweet things not low calorie things when I dine out, and eating chocolate at home quite often. I haven’t been doing much exercise lately, but my weight is still good – 50kg and and I’m five foot nothing.

What is my secret, I hear you ask? Not so quickly … I have several medical reasons why I want to keep my weight down, and which are important to consider re exercise. I have a bung-ish knee, I have the chronic illness multiple sclerosis. The knee isn’t too painful, but keeping my weight where it’s best suited is good for it, and if I exercise to vigorously, it hurts my knee. The multiple sclerosis means keeping active is both good for me, and potentially impacted, in terms of balance and fatigue.

I’ve discovered an easy exercise program that suits me well enough, but at the moment I seem to have fallen into a ‘don’t feel like it’ period. I think if the desserts and sweet things start showing up with my weight, I’ll have the incentive to get back exercising.

Anyway, back to the point – How did I lose my weight (10kg over a couple of years), and keep it off? It’s not a wonder drug, or a fancy machine. The secret to my weight loss win is simple mathematics. When you use up more calories than you consume, you will lose weight. It may take a while to kick in, and it may not bring weight loss quickly, but if you continue to watch what you eat, and eat enough of the good stuff but not too much, you too can get to your ideal weight.

I would recommend a visit to a dietician to talk about your plans, but just learning to be more mindful with your eating, you’ll realise where you may have been going wrong. I used to eat all of the food on my plate, and would sometimes not eat enough fruit and vegetables. I’ve got better at it all now, and I’m finding that a few months of fasting several times a week helped me to learn what actual hunger feels like.

I learned to ignore my head, and listen to my body, regarding hunger. The average person can easily go on a reduced amount of food every now and then. I know I did, and I’m showing the good results from it!

When I was out in the backyard today, watching out for snakes and preparing to do pooper scooper duties for our four dogs out there with me, I had what may be the most brilliant idea I’ve ever had. Or it may be a pile os shit, I’m not sure. Just because it seemed inspirational to me, doesn’t mean it actually is a fantastic, or even a good, idea.

That’s why I’m putting the idea ‘out there’ hoping some one far cleverer than is able to follow up on it. So this is the background to my idea. I am the owner of four dogs – one aging standard schnauzer, and one oldish pharaoh hound and her two children, a boy and a girl from her two litters of puppies. The dogs are all medium sized dogs, with the usual habits of their breeds. We love them and care about them. But with four dogs, poop is an issue you can’t ignore.

And we live out in the country, to the north of Adelaide in the Mallala district. It’s a lovely place to live, but heat can be a problem, and of course flies can be a problem too. I am so sick of having to wave flies away, out of my eyes, my nose, my mouth. I am so over flies!

So my idea was that it would be wonderful if we could feed something that was not toxic to our dogs, that when they pooped, the resulting product was super-sticky, and any flies that landed on it couldn’t get away. Then, when one of us picks up the poop and puts it in the poop bucket, the flies can’t secape and they go in there too, to be thrown into the pit dug for the purpose of disposal of said poop.

So, what do others think? It would certainly decrease the number of flies in our backyard, and that would be a great thing. Any scientists out there able to give it some thought? I sure hope so!

Well, this warmer change is certainly nice, and the likelihood of a swim in our pool has risen. But with warmer weather of spring and summer, where I live, come snakes.


This is a brown snake and looks like the one that lost its life in our backyard this morning. The main difference between the two is that the one in the backyard no longer had its head attached to its body. One of our dogs, the youngest one – Missy – had been playing with the snake. My husband got his hoe and cut its head off. So the snake was dead, and had almost stopped moving when I first saw it. I think it would have stopped moving now, it’s in a lidded container.

Missy wasn’t entirely triumphant though. She may have damaged the snake, but the snake bit her. We rushed her to the closest vet clinic, and we’re hoping they can save her. It’s not a definite thing, it depends on how her body reacts to the treatment she’s getting. And if she gets worse, the cost will go up and up, until it may get the stage where we can’t afford any more treatment and have to let her go. I truly hope that doesn’t happen, it’s the cruelest decision a person with a pet ever has to make…

At the moment, I’m thinking about ways to cover our vet bill, and hoping to make it through without too much stress, financial or emotional. And worrying about poor Missy, who certainly bit off a lot more than she’d realised.

If every back yard needs at least one dog, and some trees, then every back veranda needs a comfy seat from which to contemplate Nature. Nature comes in many shapes and forms. Dogs and trees are two of those forms. There are also insects, birds and grass. Plants of all kinds can be there too, and maybe even cats and reptiles of several different kinds.

It’s best not to have snakes, in my opinion, and the opinion of most Australians, I would think. In Australia, lots of the snakes can kill you if they bite you. I certainly don’t like to see those potential killers in my backyard. My dogs have been known to attack these killer snakes (brown snakes). Well, they caught one and bit it in half, one summer, killing it (obviously) and remaining safe themselves.

The dogs seem to have a particular hatred for reptiles and if they see one in the yard, they’ll kill it, or at least damage in ebough that is stops moving. My poor husband has had to put several lizards out of their agony. It’s not a job he likes doing, but it’s for the best …

My own task in the backyard is to perform occasional pooper scooper duties, and to sit out there on the comfortable sofa, and to just be with Nature. This ‘being with Nature’ is an informal meditation, just being there, in the present moment, while Nature goes on its own way – the clouds, the birds, the trees and other plants, and of course our four dogs, and other creatures. At the moment, one creature that has made a visual impact on the back yard have been ants. We have a trail now that mid-sized ants have created by following a path from one side of the yard to the other side, and beyond.

I have no idea what made them start along the trail, but thousands of them are tramping along the trail, all day every day. I wish I could ask them about it!

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What is a dog?

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A dog is a friend, companion, garbage disposal unit and guard.

A dog is a comfort, a joy, an irritation and a threat.

A dog is a trip hazard and a steady thing to lean on.

A dog is a child watcher, a teacher and a life lesson.

A dog is a non-judgemental listener.

A dog is the best thing a broken-hearted person can have.

A dog is a heart-breaker too.

A dog is a poetry prompt, A book inspiration and an interested listener to book readings

A dog is the best thing you can have in a family!

Photo from back when the first print run of my first self-published book came out. Currnetly promoting my thrid print run!  "Dig It! Gardening Tips for Dogs"

Photo from back when the first print run of my first self-published book came out. Currently promoting my third print run.
“Dig It! Gardening Tips for Dogs”

I’ve thought long about what dogs mean to my life, and I know that the day there are no longer any dogs in my life will be a very sad day indeed. Dogs help to keep me centred, they make me get up and do stuff, and they amuse me enormously. Dogs have their own rules for living well, and I’ve certainly learned a lot from our dogs about this.

Dogs know the value of having a good rest, and eating stuff when stuff is there to be eaten. I get quite philosphical sometimes, when I sit outside watching the dogs as they run and sniff, watch and chase. I don’t like all of the things our dogs do, but I love all of them, all four of our dogs, and all of the lovely dogs I’ve met over my lifetime.

If I die and come back in life, I’d love to come back as a dog, and live with someone who loves me as much as I love them!

We have four dogs at our place. All of them have been show dogs, some for longer than others. They were pets as well as being show dogs, and all live in our house and yard, no locking them up in kennels all day. All of them are now pets.

Two of the dogs sleep in our room at night the other two sleep in our son’s room. There is one male dog, and three girls. The oldest of them, Nena, is a standard schnauzer, the rest are pharaoh hounds – the oldest, Ananka, is mother of the other two (Lah Dee and his little sister Missy). 

At the moment, the two pharaoh girls are in season, and Lah Dee is being a pain, whinging and harassing poor Nena. Nena is desexed, but Lah Dee doesn’t care, he knows someone is in season, and Nena is a girl dog, that seems to be good enough for him… Nena’s been growling at him, but he doesn’t care – he’s bigger than her and he’s obsessed.

Looking at the dogs is always an interesting thing, seeing the way they organise things. At the moment the pharaoh girls are shut away up the other end of the house, and right now, Lah Dee and Nena are both lying down peacefully on the sofa. Oh, now someone’s come home, woof woof, and quiet again…

The three pharaoh hounds have been sick, from Monday, when we took them to see a vet, a new vet, at the Roseworthy Veterinary clinic. We were impressed with the facilities there, and the people there were impressed with our pharaoh hounds, who were on their best behaviour, probably because they were quite sick. They all had temps of 39, and all had the runs, in a big and messy way. Sometimes having dogs sleepin in your room is a bad, bad idea!

They all seem to be benefitting from the tablets they’re on, with night times being much calmer and far less messy. The joys of having pets, you get a good look at the realities of life. birth, death and the messy smelly bits in the middle, and happy waggy tails too.

Life with dogs is a good life!



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