My smallest furry, Little Jet-Black, who lives in a constant state of surprise
Duby the Shitzu is a regular guest at Baskerville Manor. Whenever he visits, he likes to hang around with Izzy. Height-wise, he is about knee-high to Izzy when he is standing on his tiptoes. When they both have their full coat and he is tucked up beside her, he practically disappears into the background of her luxurious tresses.
Typically of his breed, he is quite the little Napoleon and does not seem to realise exactly how diminutive he is compared to the full-time residents of Baskerville Manor. Poor Shiloh gets quite fed up when Duby stands his ground instead of moving politely out of the way, because the big guy simply sees him as a tripping hazard.
While Izzy is a very sweet-natured lady, with seemingly endless patience, Duby’s been known to demand that she back off from her dinner. He does this by standing right in front of her as she is dining, and barking at her with his tiny head practically inside her mouth. Anybody who has an Old English Sheepdog in their life will know that they have an impressive voice, and Izzy is no exception. On one occasion, it all got too much, so she drew back, took a deep breath and let out a deep, powerful, basso bark that could have done duty as a foghorn. The force of it was such that Duby’s ears blew backwards and he sat down with shock. Still barking, of course.
My lovely labrador Shiloh really likes his food. Unfortunately his previous owners allowed to become extremely obese and then dumped him in the pound, after 9 years. Every day is a challenge – to get his weight down, but keep his typical labrador appetite satisfied. So we get creative with the dog treats. Luckily, if it fits in his mouth, he’s quite happy.
Here he is getting ready for his latest low-cal treat.
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Will do just about anything for food
I'm serious, very serious.
I am the angelic darling of Baskerville Manor. Butter would not melt in my mouth (because I've scoffed it already).
I want to know everything. I want to be in charge of everything. I want all the food. I definitely own all the Kongs.
Handsome, debonair. AKA Chunkalove, Big Shiloh is a dog for all couches
I'll be outside of the mosh pit . . . waiting with bandaids and kleenex . . .
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