Posted by: kathandroger | May 29, 2015

Hair of the Dog, and mortar attacks.

Our lovely dog Boudie, has very thick and curly hair. In the winter she looks just like a toy dog and is often cuddled by little children who think she is just that. But in the summer her coat is just too thick for comfort and so she has to be sheared. We bought an expensive cutter whilst in the UK, learned the craft from U tube, and she has been carefully shorn twice a year since we came to France. She sits sullenly on the table outside whilst Kath attacks with the scissors and me with the trimmer. No nipples have been removed and bloodloss is at a mimimum. We are now experts.IMG_3082The problem with thinking one is an expert is to tell other people. I mentioned this to some friends who have brought their beautiful Springadoodle puppy with them to, like us, start a new life here. As the name implies, this breed of animal is a cross between a Springer spaniel and a Poodle, a kind of designer dog which are becoming very popular-we saw lots in Sydney last year. He is only a few months old, but had developed a long thick coat which, no doubt, was making the little feller a bit hot around the gills. “I’ll trim him for you” I offered, expecting to be told a professional would be necessary, but an enthusiastic acceptance brought a sudden sense of inexperience and foreboding. It was not helped at all by the shrill insistence of their daughter that her precious pet did not want or need a haircut! However, a date was made and we hastened back to the computer to find out how to trim a springadoodle. The answer was not available other than to say that the hair of a young dog is very fine and does not change into the adult form until almost a year of age. The animal and owners arrived. Much dismay, protests and tears from the daughter, and we hadn’t even started! Now our old girl has hair a bit like on the top of a coconut-thick and wiry. Rolo’s hair is a bit like silk, the sort that wafts about in the hair shampoo adverts and not the sort of thing we are used to. No question of trimmer attack, he would be left bald and the daughter unconsoleable. The deed had to be done, however, and so I made a flanking attack with scissors, gently, and giving each cutting to the softly sobbing daughter who put them in her bag to take home with her.Luckily, the French sun had bleached the tips of the dogs coat, so we had a target to aim for and only removed the bleached ends. Kath took over and finished the job, and even Rolo seemed pleased with the result, but I shall be cautious in advertising new found skills in future!IMG_3054

The peace and quiet of our tranquil environment has been rudely interrupted over the past couple of weeks. The last of the maize crop has been planted, and various local farmers have started to use bird scarers to protect the crops. No scarecrows anymore, none of those flying kite birds, but instead a battery of gas fired cartridges which sound exactly like the gunfire of the winter hunters. Our dog does not approve. She is a big wus at the best of times, and now she has her tail between her legs all day and won’t go outside! The barrage starts at first light and she creeps up to our bedroom to hide under the bed. Her bladder capacity is enormous, and only evacuated, ugently, in the lulls in the gunfire, but thankfully always outside. We have not had any rain for days now, so the seed will take some time to germinate. Our guests have not yet taken to wearing tin hats, but I have no doubt in annoys them as much as us.


  1. Nice work… how about people? I need my locks shorn…
    And those gas canon… they annoys us hoomanz… but the birds ignore them… the animals ignore them…
    the local one is going of here….
    pigeons and hares in the field don’t even look up!!

    • Tim, I have read a lot about these scarers, and it seems they may work for a few days, but then the birds not only become unafraid, but relate the noise to a source of food!!-but convincing our local farmers may well prove impossible.
      ps am shearing the sheep next week-come over if you want a haircut!

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