Billy "No Mates" has not only
totally confounded this soubriquet but has fathered two litters of his own, one
of whom, Rosie, has joined us at Riverside House and she
will in due course also have
puppies. They will be our seventh generation. 80 puppies in all, plus
whatever Rosie produces.
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This is Billy's mate, Pippa. A lovely dog who lives in Sudbury with her owners Charlie and Marie. She came to stay for a few days. Billy was not quite sure why, (to begin with). | Nine weeks late she produced nine lovely puppies, four girls and five boys. | Growing up together |
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At seven weeks old the pups take over the kitchen. Note top LH pup leaving its mark. | Before Christmas four of the pups came to Clare, (note Christmas bonnet). A nice arm full. Great-uncle Morris in the background. | Being pups they battled all day long... |
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...and learned about gravity | Brother Harry proved himself a great jumper | Soon the other three went to new homes, so Rosie was on her own, (except for dad, great-granny and the cat) |
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Rosie asks granny for a game. | Or in desperation the cat | Better get on the phone and see who can come round |
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Let me squish granny | Ah, that's better, dad wants a good chase-about... | ..followed by a nice snooze on master's shoulder |
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...or on mistresses. I don't think we are allowed on the sofa. | Nor at the table, but now I am bigger I can have a good look around | Poor granny. Dad and I beat her up quite regularly. |