Back up we go again

BACK UP WE GO AGAIN

From the title of this story, and the change of address, you must presume that things did not work out well for us sharing a house. Carol packed all her things, Rick packed them into the old blue Combi, and once again we stated to move, and guess where we are going to,
our first flat of course, this hopefully will now be the permanent home of the Meltari Chow Chows. So any one who is looking for us, will find us up the Sky, away from the wet cold damp grass, away from Eczema, flees, files and ticks, back home where we really belong.

Little Monique had rather a nasty accident at the house, after climbing the back steps, which are rather steep, she dislocated her left hip and her right knee, and after a lot of pain, she is now slowly coming right. Because at the flat she can sleep inside in the warmth and she
is being treated by homeopathic remedies, which are now beginning to take effect.

Here at the flat we are in close contact with Carol and get more attention then we did at the house, for there we were not allowed inside I would say in my doggy way that things are really looking up for thebetter, and now that Robin has a job selling art, and some really
lovely pictures, I do hope you will all support him by buying one sometime, A good piece of art work is a treasure to own. Now my mistress spoke to the Chow Chow judge Mr. C. Shyrock at the Pretoria show and he has agreed to try and promote her book in America this is the book of the Chow Chow in South Africa. Now what we need is Photographs of your Chow Chows to be included in her book which will be sent to America at the end of June. All photos will be sent with the book.

Meltari. My Kennel Name

Above is a photo of the man I named my kennels after, he had been to visit South Africa, and I thought that it would be a good sign to name my kennels after a spirutal man, Hence the name Meltari. I hope he does not mind, but I do admire him and his special work he does around the world.

Down to earth

DOWN TO EARTH
Everything is upside down, there are boxes of all sizes all over the place, I just can't understand what is happening around here.
Carol keeps on coming outside to the balcony and tells us we are going to live in a nice house with Rick and his woman friend Christie, well I know Rick so I wag my tail gaily, and when let out of my kennel, go and sit at the front door waiting for him to come.

Over the last few days, Robin and Rick have been moving all the boxes filled with goods that really belong back on the shelves. The walls are bare and the carpets are all rolled up so that when Halley barks the flat sounds empty and echoes.

This morning Carol brought over our leads to the balcony and we all thought we were going for a walk to Hillbrow, but no again she said we were going to live in a house, Just what is a house, I really don't know. I have the very slight remembrance of my very early days
of puppy hood when I played on a lot of soft green stuff but that's all I can remember. Tessa says a house is where people live , like a flat but no closed rooms that go up and down to get to the different homes, and there is usually lots of green stuff to play on She says
when she still lived with her Mom and Uncle Coens he used to love to play when the skies fell and made the green stuff wet. She believed the humans called this rain and grass, but Tessa is very much wiser, so I won't argue with her. I just hope Carol takes us with her, as well as all the cats. Well Rick helped me into the care as my legs are sore, and he had to lift up little Monique No 2 as she can't even climb the step Then with Halley and Tessa's well as the three cats, and the three birds, the two tanks of fish, we were off. Ten minutes later we arrived at the house, what a mess, with boxes all over the place. We were taken around the back yard, that's what its called anyway, and there waiting for us were our new homes. All covered in this green stuff Tessa told us about. Halley of course had to try all the trees out first, and little Monique just wanted to play with her sisters. I was tired after my journey so settled down in my new kennel to sleep the rest of the morning.

We have been here for a week now, and I rather like it, The ground is soft and my box is snug and war Although my leg is a bit sore, I am happy and relaxed. Halley says he prefers the flat, but I am sure he will soon settle in. Tessa loves it and flies around like a mad thing It reminds her of her early days and of course our little Monique is thrilled to have her sisters Angelique and Jamie to play with. To her life is just a bowl of ice-cream and popcorn but she is still a puppy so I let her enjoy herself.Suddenly we are now eight, myself (Lady) , Halley, Tessa, Monique, Angelique, Jamie, my grand son Dr.Jon and of course my daughter Julie Quite a happy family don't you think. We as well as our humans have all settled down, and I think we are going to rather enjoy staying in a house

The Day of the Mutt.

THE DAY OF THE MUTT
Yesterday as most of you know was the S.P.C.A.'s dog show, The day of the Mutt. Which I was forced to attend, by my humans wanting to give a little help to less fortunate Mutts. I also had to play nursemaid to Lady's two 10 week old playful horrors.
Well it turned out to be quite a warm day and thanks to the S.P.C.A. a lot of water troughs were placed around for the "Mutts" to drink out of.
Let me tell you a little about the others. But first of all I must tell you there were five of us Chow Chow's at the show. a nice male called "Shogun."
And of course the terrible black twins Julie and Leo. If this had been a breed show we may have stood a chance, but against all the mutts, well I suppose we were just not in their lower class or the judges had never seen one of us before and thought we were from another planet. Not one of us Chows won a prize, but we did get our photos taken for TV. The first class was for the most disabled dog and the prize went to a little mutt that had lost her front leg in a car accident. I thought the dog that had been savaged and had had a broken neck should have won as she was a grand 21 years old and still very beautiful except for her raw and open sores that were trying to heal. The next class was the dog that could do the best tricks. The winner here was a little black scruffy dog that could climba step ladder as well as ride pillion on a B.M.X.bike He really deserved the first prize as he was terrific. I barked my appreciation at him. My mistress was a volunteer in this class and she had to pretend that she was being molested by a man. I did not like the idea very much, but she always does what she wants and she is not afraid of any animal. I was terrified just watching her and shut my eyes tight expecting the worst to happen. The man's was a Mastiff and very large. As the man put his arms around my mistress the dog got between them and even tried to pull my mistress away. I was very frightened of him but she seemed to enjoy it. Well they took 3rd prize and I was very proud of her afterwards. The next class that came up was for the most unusual Mutt. Now I think I am unusual as I have a blue tongue, but the judges did not think so and the prize went to a Husky which had yellow eyes. if only I had yellow eyes and a blue tongue I might have won. "But I soon got my revenge! Two bitches one an Irish Wolfhound and the other an Alsation kept getting in my way, so I nipped them both on the backsides and gave them and their owners a nasty fright. oh yes I got a smack for doing it but my fur is so thick I did not feel a thing You see I just hate Irish Wolfhounds, great big things think they can push us little Chow Chow's around, and ugly plain Alsations, this one was not even pure bred anyway. Well the other classes are hardly worth mentioning but I was nearly placed in the best kept pedigree but was knocked out in the final judging. I'd really like to take a nip out of the judges as well.. It's all so very frustrating when you have been shampooed and groomed for hours, and they don't even run their hands over your soft fur, but they are all patting the dirty dogs that have never seen a bath in years. They are not real Judges, just TV stars playing a different game for the day Anyway we Chows had a good day and were admired by so many people. My head was throbbing by the time I got home from all the patting. I did not even feel like eating my supper. All I wanted to do was go to sleep. Not even Lady bothered to ask me how things went as she did not go with. She could see I was just worn out. Lady and I are the only ones who know I may be pregnant, but my mistress will have to wait a few more week to find out, as I am not going to tell her yet. See my story (the facts and fancies of a non pregnant bitch)
Anyway we all had a good gay at the Mutt show and hope the S.P.C.A. gets lot's of money to help other Mutts. By the way I heard that one of South African Chows was placed in the finals at the Crufts show in England. How true this is I do not know but the dog was bought from a breeder in Joubert Park, could this have been one of my children? I dearly love to think so!