I woke up at 5.30, realised we had the house to ourselves so rolled over and went back to sleep until just after 8.
I got up, washed and dressed then checked on Hubby who was still fast asleep so I left him there.
I walked Maggie about two miles this morning, up through the park, along the prom, back down through the park and then round the Avenue.
I saw a few ‘regulars’, including a lady with her blind cocker spaniel. I always approach him slowly, talking to him all the time as he recognises my voice and ‘homes in’ for a lean and some fuss. She was just finishing her walk so we parted company soon after, but it was nice to see her and chat as I haven’t seen her for a while.
Walking across the car park, I saw a lady I didn’t recognise with a dog I also didn’t know, and asked her what breed it was.
‘An Ibizan Hound,’ she replied and as we chatted she said she had just started breeding them, her bitch having had 9 pups in the first litter,. She was now working out which ones to keep and which to sell as she’s going to be showing them too.
From my experience in the dog kennels and knowing a couple of private breeders in the past, I don’t have a lot of time for them as a rule, but I was interested in this one as I’d never seen one before, so naturally was curious.
She was having a bit of a game with this pup as it did not want to perform the business and was more intent on the new smells different surroundings provide.
I suppose we were talking for about ten minutes, then Maggie nudged my leg as if to say ‘Come ON!!’ as she hadn’t done anything yet.
Walking up the ramp towards the beach is one of Maggie’s favoured spots for poo-ing as it has a nice grassy bank and the blades sufficiently long to satisfy her positioning! Needless to say it as a perfect specimen.
We saw several people with other dogs and exchanged pleasantries (as you do), and on our return through the park, the lady was still working her dog, getting it used to the lead and ‘standing’ for potential judges with the chin high, ears up and tail straight out.
Since being home, I’ve looked the breed up on the internet, and they are very similar to Pharaoh Hounds.
Info and photos from Internet.
The one I saw today was sandy coloured with liver brown markings and quite pretty.
I have to confess though, I don’t think I would want one as a pet as they look a little too highly strung for me and would need a lot of training. I’ve had a little experience with dobermans (other people’s!) and I like them too, but wouldn’t want to have one.
Maybe I’ve just met a Cruft’s champion in the making, though it wouldn’t be my first as I’ve come into contact with Bichon Frise, Coton de Tulear, GSD, Doberman, Greyhound, and a Pyrenean Mountain Dog who have won Best in Breed/Class/Show rosettes.
Not bad for a gal who walks her dog a lot and likes to talk to other owners!
Yes sweetheart, Mummy still loves you best.