by Arthur Witten | Dec 19, 2017 | Thriller
Dressed in her seasonal finery, namely bright red Jingle-bell collar, “Santa’s Helper” bib and topped off with a springy red Santa hat with the while pom-pom bouncing up and down, my girl and I went up to Caffé 104 for our midday repast, and Miss Thriller had a most...
by Arthur Witten | Dec 15, 2017 | Thriller
I was most proud of the venerable Miss Thriller last night! Thriller was outside in her little grassy yard furiously barking at something in the inky gloom. Thriller has a new grassy yard that she has access to 24/7, and it has proven most successful with no more...
by Arthur Witten | Nov 26, 2017 | Thriller
It has been many years since last I had to collect a urine sample from female Newfoundland. Ruggles, and Keaton before him, upon receiving the command to “Have a leak”, simply stood on all fours, stretched out a little and let go – easy-peasy to collect a sample from...
by Arthur Witten | Oct 6, 2017 | Thriller
Thriller’s interaction with the neighbor’s cows has improved greatly since coming to share her life with me just three months ago. Then, whenever Her Ladyship saw a bovine in the neighbor’s paddock (not always easy given that they have allowed the land to revert to...
by Arthur Witten | Aug 22, 2017 | Thriller
For two days last week, Thriller and her dad had three workmen here replacing the air conditioning system, or most of it. After nearly 28-years of faithful service, the unit had valiantly held on and breathed its last cooling exhalation as the hot Aussie summer ended....
by Arthur Witten | Aug 16, 2017 | Thriller
Thriller seemed in little hurry to attend her number ones and number twos this morning, so we patrolled the boundary fence in the back paddock, only going clockwise today – usually Thriller patrols anticlockwise. All was well until approaching a ten-foot deep gully...
