27 May 2012

Yay Me!





I finally ticked off that nagging desire .... I ran my first 10km trail race. It was a simply superb experience. The Volunteer Wildfire Services host a race annually to raise money to train new volunteers. The run took place along the slopes of Table Mountain, climbing from Deer Park to the lower cable station.
The first hill...and I was pointing out the neverending-ness of it!

I found myself surprisingly competitive in that I simply did NOT want to stop and take pictures of the magnificent views as I couldnt stomach everyone passing me!

Crossing the finish 1.25.05
 For this reason, races are not the best for me. I will certainly aim at doing at least one a month but ultimately the draw for me is the solitude and being able to embrace my surroundings.



 The hills were insane and there were way too many of them but I was completely exhilharated by the end and cannot wait to do the next one in Greyton.

21 May 2012

Happy Birthday Faith!


Eight years old! My fiery fairy has grown up so fast - and I couldnt be more proud of you the young lass you are and are becoming.

At 8 you:

  • are still sensitive to your surroundings and the moods of others
  • are servanthearted
  • can be quiet and withdrawn one moment and loud and rambunctious the next
  • have a special connection with all animals but especially dogs
  • are an early (but quiet) riser
  • love love to read and draw and make cards and doodle and create
  • watch The Troop, House of Anubis and iCarly
  • enjoy pop music (NOW 58 especially!)
  • have discovered the joy of Littlest Pet Shops
  • do tap, hiphop and modern dancing - showtime in August!
  • enjoy cuddles and kisses
  • love to give shoulder,neck massages (yay!)
  • happily make your own breakfast, lunch, snacks etc without complaining
  • love making tea for us

Our life is richer with you in it and we love you muchly more each passing day!


11 May 2012

Storm in a Teacup?

Over the last 2 weeks or so school drama has risen and evened out...

That is not to say it wasnt traumatic at the time though. Faith had been having tummy trouble for over a month and I began to wonder if it was not some sort of nervous/anxiety driven issue. One day I sat her down and she outlined some things that were happening at school. I did go and see the teacher and had a very positive, helpful response.

During this period Faith also indicated that she would like to experience school life at one of the local big public schools in our area. In her current school there are only 80 kids (12 max in a class) and it is a very relaxed environment. I felt, perhaps, it was time for her to stretch her wings and move to this other school.

I went to chat to them but their Grade 2 was full. I enrolled both Faith and Levi for next year.

Fast forward a week. No real peace came from this decision. Initially it made all kinds of rational sense but after a week I knew I needed to leave all the kids at their current school. For now at least.

What a drama.

Grade 2's dressed as fav book characters...sporting their Mothers Day gifts.


Faiths tummy is much better and she is a happy camper once more.

News Updates:
  • both girls made the final round in the Poetry Day competition (Rach wrote Faiths poem)
  • all the kids have started hiphop together and LOVE IT.
  • we all loving watching Bear Grills, I'm Alive and I Shouldnt Be Alive!
  • the girls opted to give up riding so that they could pay for 2 of their friends to do hiphop with them - I was blown away by their selflessness.
  • their cousins arrive from the States early in June, much excitement!
  • we have a new member of the family - Luke, the setter cross but that is a post on its own!

05 May 2012

Dreams do come True

Rachel has been wanting her own dog FOREVER. In fact since she could say the word "dog" she has been asking for one...and this has been the chain of events in her quest for a dog:

Enter Ruby: Rach is 2.5yrs old. Ruby is a Corgi puppy. She is so cute and RAch loves her however within 24 hours Rach has a strange allergic reaction to her. We return Ruby to the breeder within 3 days.

Enter Dixie: Dixie is a Tears rescue puppy. She was an amazing dog but far to boisterous and big for my little girl, however I was not deterred. I started to train her and teach Rach how to deal with her jumping up. By this stage I was in 3rd trimester with Faith and began suffering serious low blood pressure. I was on rest and was not supposed to drive. Within days of this occuring Russell had an accident at a local hardware store where loads of wood fell on him and left him badly injured and unable to walk for months.

Clearly we were barely able to take care of ourselves never mind an incredibly highly strung boisterous puppy. She was returned to Tears.

Enter Ninja : Ninja was a gorgeous fully grown Ridgeback. His owner was elderly and sickly and unable to care for him. We took him in and he fitted into our lives so well. He was such a gentleman.
A few months later we moved into our newly built house in the Estate where we currently live. Ninja hated it and took to jumping the wall/fence at every opportunity which caused untold problems. Ninja was re-homed.

Enter Troy: Troy was SPRUNG ON ME. I never wanted this little rotter. ;-)  I had 3 kids under 6yrs old and was barely keeping it together. Imagine my surprise when my 6yr old told me she and her dad had found a Daschund puppy on Google....and presented me with a tiny bundle of utter cuteness.

Rach fell in love with Troy. We had him for almost 2yrs - and in all my years of dog owning I have never ever come across an animal as badly behaved as he was...He was completely untrainable. Beyond anything I have ever seen. One day I just cracked-----I had made lasagne --- the 3 kids (still babes) where in the bath upstairs and I went to get them. By the time I returned the dog has climbed onto the kitchen surface and devoured enough lasagne to feed 8 adults.

I stripped completely. My family were stunned when I re-homed him. I had threatened but no-one ever thought I would do it. He is still living in the lap of luxury with an elderly couple in Brackenfell.

I REFUSED ANY DOGS FOR THE LAST FOUR YEARS.

Pleading begging crying bribing cajoling. Nothing worked. Even throwing the guilt card at me for 'always taking my dogs away' didnt stir my hardened heart.

This year I began to soften to the idea of another dog. But there were certain things I had learnt from my previous experiences:

  • No puppies
  • No hyperactive /  boisterous dogs
  • No thoroughbreds
  • I had to LOVE the dog because ultimately it would be my responsibility....
  • It needed to be very well socialised and walk on a lead
I visited TEARS and all the dogs (3) I attempted to adopt were snatched up before I could seal the deal. On 5 May I convinced my very jaded husband to take a drive to DARG in Hout Bay.

Taken after a hugely successful beach walk!


Here I found the dog of my dreams. :-)   He is the male version of HONEY (my dog that has survived it all; a rescue from KAPS who I took in in 2006) He is beautiful, gentle, fun, playful, social and every so polite. He has taken to our family and us to him. Honey adores him, the two of them are inseparable.

Luke, 6yrs old, Setter Cross.


I presented Luke to Rachel and she was utterly speechless. The two of them do everything together. I am happy. RAch is happy.

Our family is complete!