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Decision made - the dog wins (again)


We've had some big decisions to make recently 
which have involved new job offers in Asia.

This would have our family spread over four continents this year!
We have one daughter studying in America, 
Another just leaving for a volunteer project in Africa, 
My son and I need to stay in Australia whilst he finishes school 
and Mr Wren potentially disappearing off to Asia.

Roll on my yoga retreat to Bali in May, that's all I can say.
Ohmmmmmmm...

 However, there is just one small problem
Now own up? 
Which one of you reported us to the RSPCA 
on account of potentially abandoning a dog??



Last weekend's post Doggie Dilemma 
 was all about the Crazy Poodle.
A little timid ball of Cavoodle fluff 
who is adored by all, except maybe cats and possums 
and likes nothing better than to chase flies on the beach
or be curled up at our feet. 
What would we do with the dog if we move to Asia?

Mutt loved your comments last week.
Thank you! 
He has been positively strutting around the park 
with new found confidence
 after reading Gunilla's, Mary Katherine's and Eileen's "adorable" Minoru's, Jennifer's and Rajesh's "Cute
and Tracey and Jeanne's "I love your dog". 

We all especially loved Beth's indignant comment on behalf of Sir Pooch, 
as he's now insisting on being known,
that Mutt is not going to grow up and go to college 
(Ermm he's a poodle you know and they're intelligent ;) 
...and that he expected to be in it for the long haul.

The crazy poodle braves the park with the big dogs!
It was reassuring to hear of Tracey friend's 
who have taken dogs to Dubai 
and I know Neesie recently successfully relocated her dog from 

May bless you too for your encouragement 
that things will work out fine... 
and Linley, Huldra and Judith for your understanding about exactly how tricky this big decision could be... 
and best wishes from Phil (glad you had a chuckle at the sheepdog's mistakes) 


Mid week I posted some details of one of the potential moves:
to show just how tricky the decision was... 

Much as we love the Crazy Poodle 
how fair is it to move the woolly lamb to a stinking hot climate? 
Where he has no garden, let alone an off leash park?
Or where taking him for a pee involves a trip down from the 41st floor?  
A lifestyle where we'd be often away on business trips or visiting the kids...
The crazy poodle would have a very different life in Asia...
Would we be taking him for us, 
to have that wonderful happy, wagging tail and enthusiastic welcome 
to greet us every time we came home
Yes Lina you're right, we need to ensure his happiness is our priority,
I know I couldn't bare to leave him but...

As Pat and Mon both reminded us 
how we would be lost without him, and as 
Mon says, we know that life wouldn't be the same without him.. 
I agree!
The crazy poodle chill'axing on the bridge which is warm with the sun's rays!
Thank you to Eileen and Nessie and everyone 
who offered to adopt him! 
Yes I did have a chuckle 
that perhaps we should send him to Europe 
so we could add in another continent into the equation!













But the news is that Mutt is not up for adoption 
and we are not abandoning him
Nor are we taking him to a foreign climes
We're staying here in Australia
 at least for a little bit longer...

Excitement over, adventure cancelled.
Anyone want to come on a dog walk with me?


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Have a wonderful week!

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Smiling Sally from Blue Monday

Smiling Sally
Eileen for the Saturday's Critters meme





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