The Princess Tails

The Musings of Zena, a Tibetan Terrier sharing her life and wisdom with Raffles, a Standard Poodle


The Panicked Princess

There is a saying ‘You snooze, you lose’.

I’m beginning to think that the world of awards is rather like that.

A few days ago lovely Little Binky from Angelswhisper were kind enough to think of me for the new WordPress Family Award. I was chuffed. It’s a lovely award with a beautiful sentiment behind it so thank you so much for thinking of me Little Binky.

I posted my Park Day post for Gizmo and then before I could turn around my lovely guinea pig pals (I’m sure Basil was behind it), over at Hutchagoodlife had given me the award too!


Isn’t it a great award?

Quoted from the Rules:  “This is an award for everyone who is part of the “Word Press Family” I started this award on the basis that the WordPress family has taken me in, and showed me love and a caring side only WordPress can. The way people take a second to be nice, to answer a question and not make things a competition amazes me here. I know I have been given many awards, but I wanted to leave my own legacy on here by creating my own award, as many have done before. This represents “Family” we never meet, but are there for us as family. It is my honour to start this award”

The rules are as follows:

1. Display the award logo on your blog. (tick)

2. Link back to the person who nominated you. (tick,tick)

3. Nominate 10 others you see as having an impact on your WordPress experience and family (tick)

4. Let your 10 Family members know you have awarded them (soon to be tick)

5. That is it. Just please pick 10 people who have taken you as  a friend, and spread the love.

Now you will understand the snoozing and losing aspect of awards. I have noticed that most of my WordPress pals have been given this award in the 24 hours it has taken me to get The Help to the computer.

I had decided that I was therefore going to throw the award open to anyone who hasn’t yet received it and then (as is a female’s prerogative), I changed my mind. I know that some of you have probably already received this award but I want to thank you for supporting me and entering into the ‘spirit’ of the fun of this blog and for sharing your lives and humour with us. In no particular order but with sincere thanks:

1. Our Furever Family who at this time are going through a very tough time and one that all of us can understand and sympathise with.

2. Cat From Hell. Nellie you’re always fun and full of wise advice too.

3. One Spoiled Cat. Sammy, I’m still enjoying the camping competition and looking forward to the pyjama party!

4. Jasper’s Doggy World. My pals over the pond.

5. Long Life Cats and Dogs. We really pulled together to try and get pixels over the line and we almost did it. It was truly a family affair!

6. Clowie’s Corner. One of my first and most loyal supporters who followed Zac before keeping step with me.

7. Easy. No award list would skip Easy and I’m sure he’s already been given the award over and over, but I wouldn’t leave him out.

Now one of my other most faithful and greatest supporters are not WordPress but (horror) using other blog publication applications so I’m not sure if it is entirely in the rules to pass the award on to them but I don’t care!

8. Mollie. Mollie and Alfie are the greatest fun and the most faithful friends and now have a most exciting shop too. I will not leave them off my list!

There are many more of you. In fact most of you who follow me probably deserve this award! In which case, please feel free to take the last two places on my list and help yourself to this award 😀

I do too have eyes!

I do too have eyes!

Love from Zena, the family Princess 🙂


Park Day Princess


Gizmo over at Terrier Torrent has declared 26 April Park Day. So I thought I’d join in.

Gizmo does something calls geo-caching which sounds fun, complicated and like you might need to walk through mud or water so I don’t do that.

I do however go to the park every day. Most of you have seen my park. We have a few places around us where we can go but we love going where we meet up with our pals to play.

Here’s some of my Park Day contributions, I hope you don’t find them too tame after Gizmo’s adventures!

My park has the best smells

My park has the best smells

My park has great space to run free

My park has great spaces to run free

And there's sometimes good places to hide.

And there’s sometimes good places to hide.

At my park I keep the score!

At my park I keep the score!

At our park we meet our pals.

At our park we meet our pals.

At my park all shapes and sizes are welcome

At my park all shapes and sizes are welcome

At my park we can all join in

At my park we get cuddles too

At my park sometimes I join in the fun.

At my park  I join in the fun.

Sometimes I stand and watch

Sometimes I stand and watch

Sometimes I sit and watch

Sometimes I sit and think (really, I do)

Sometimes I find a good stick to chew

Sometimes I find a good stick to chew

At my park we always have fun and I get lots of exercise

At my park we always have fun and I get lots of exercise

And after our daily play at the park we always do this!

And after our daily play at the park we always do this!

This is my real-life park. I am not an intrepid explorer like Gizmo.

I have the beach nearby but I don’t like getting my paws wet.

I am a social butterfly. I enjoy going to my local and meeting up with the pals for a run. I am motivated by the group.

So this is my Park Day contribution.

Have fun from Zena, the stay-at-home Princess


The Activist Princess

What an exciting week!

The Help thought it was going to be a quiet week……..wrong!

She thought she’d be able to get a post out before today……wrong!

She thought I’d let her have Sunday off ……… wrong!

If I tell you that the last quiet moment we had was when Miss Eight came to visit you might realise the sort of week we’ve had!

But first. I must catch you up on my campaign success. Yes. Really.

Most of you will no doubt be aware that for the last few weeks there has been a gigantic struggle going on. This struggle was brought to our attention by Wallace and Samuel in The Chronicles of Wallace and Samuel blog.

These two noble dogs sought our support after their dad decided they were not allowed on the couch. Dogdom everywhere rushed to the rescue.

Support was overwhelming. We noble animals rose to the battle cry and sat/lay and slept on our couches all around the world in an attempt to sweep away the unjust discrimination under which Wallace and Samuel were living.

Raffles and I entered the fray. I became political! Here is an excerpt from the speech which I gave to the dogs at the park to rally support for this needy cause

“I say to my furry friends as I said to Raffles, I have nothing to offer but fluff, cuteness and my charm. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in Australia. We shall fight in the UK. We shall fight with growing strength all over the world. We shall fight in the bedrooms. We shall fight in the lounges. We shall never surrender, and if, which I do not for a moment believe, we should fail then our fluffy forces would carry on the struggle until our power and might overcomes and brings forth rescue and liberation’.

And so the battle began.

We battled in the kitchen

We battled in the kitchen

I campaigned in the lounge

I campaigned in the lounge

The big boy made his bid for equality. (face blurred to protect the innocent)

The big boy made his bid for equality.
(face blurred to protect the innocent)

Determined to stand by our furry brothers in their time of crisis we left no opportunity for support be wasted. At every chance we were on those couches. Sacrifice was paramount in our minds as we clambered up and down, up and down.

Exhausted and scarred from the battle we finally got the news.


Wallace and Samuel won the right to go onto the couch (with some conditions attached it’s true but Rome wasn’t built in a day).

At last. The gigantic struggle was over and we could take a well earned break from the campaign.

Exhausted but triumphant. We sleep the sleep of conquerors.

Exhausted but triumphant. We sleep the sleep of conquerors.

And not only did we get the satisfaction of having thrown our fur behind a really great cause but we won a great badge too 🙂

Our award

Our award

We would have posted our success immediately but The Help had to drive The Boss  into Melbourne for an eye operation (yuck).

They had to stay overnight and this meant that the behemoth and I got to stay with Prissy Paws (yuck!).

Fortunately Prissy Paws lives with Team leader and Team Leaderess who likes to give us cuddles and treats so that is definitely a good thing.

I enjoyed staying with them for a short time. I had three beds to choose from so I made sure that I occupied each of them through the day. This meant that my smell was everywhere which made me feel at home and also the pup was never quite sure where I was so it was harder for him to find me 🙂

As it happens he was very busy exploring the new garden and entrancing Team Leader so I had a great holiday.

Now we are back together with The Help and the Boss and the Boss has a very sore and funny looking eye.

He can’t see properly and says it is like looking through a bowl half full of murky water which sloshes around when you move. Yuck!

In order to have his eye heal properly he has to assume one of my favourite positions. I thought he was mocking me at first but when I realised that it was doctors orders I decided to support him and join in.

Adopting the head down position (on the couch) in order to support The Boss who has to do this through the day.

Adopting the head down position (on the couch) in order to support The Boss who has to do this through the day.

Having published my success as an campaigner I am going to let The Help rest now and normal posting should resume shortly. We are still preparing photos of past furpals but as it was BD (before digital) they are not great!

Just before I go I’ll share a little something from Miss Eight’s visit.

Rosewater and Lemon cupcakes decorated by Miss Eight.

Rosewater and Lemon cupcakes decorated by Miss Eight.

See those. Cupcakes. Lot’s of cupcakes. Did we get any? No.

Reason for an uprising…….. quite possibly. What do you think?

I think I’ll just go and join The Boss doing the head flop whilst I work out the logistics.

For now, have  a Happy Sunday everyone.

Love from Zena, the smug Princess


Princess Perfect

So. Here I am minding my own business when I started thinking.

I know!

Me? Thinking.

Zac would have had some sarcastic remarks to make around about now. He was always the thinker, the wise one, the watcher of the world and television. As you know I was the ditzy one. The perennial puppy. The carefree, play-all-the-time Princess. Thinking was Zac’s department, living life to the fun was mine.

Since Zac left us that has been changing. And this morning I woke with thoughts buzzing around in my head.

And I found that when I started I couldn’t stop.

A good thinking position for me and one I choose often.

A good thinking position for me and one I choose often.

Why now I wondered? My hair is growing longer so maybe it’s a little like that Sampson guy from the bible that I’ve heard mentioned. You know. The guy who lost his strength with his hair cut off. Maybe I need long hair to think?

See - the hair is definitely growing.

See – the hair is definitely growing.

Or perhaps it’s just watching the youngsters in the park. I’m six now and the oldest of the Poodle Pack. I have to face facts. I’m growing up. Maybe this is maturity?

Or perhaps it’s just that some of the things I’ve been through have changed me. They do say that don’t they? Whatever we go through in life can make us stronger if we let it. Choose whether you become better or bitter.

I don’t wish to sound like a broken record but I am realising that this began when Zac died. Up until that point I was happy, safe and I didn’t think anything bad could happen.

We escaped from the garden once and ran through the streets having a ball. When The Help found us she was so relieved and I heard her saying we could have been killed but to us it was a great adventure. Nothing bad could happen to us. Could it?

Then of course it did. Zac crossed over the Rainbow Bridge and I was alone.

I took to the new bed The Help bought for me and rarely left it.

I slept all day.

I went out for a walk but stayed close to The Help’s legs and didn’t sniff or relate to the other dogs at all. I didn’t really see the park and I wasn’t interested in catching up with anyone.

I found that I couldn’t really respond when the family came to call. Even Miss Seven (now Miss Eight) couldn’t get me to leave my bed.

All my toys stayed neatly in their basket in the corner of the room.

Just going out into the garden was a huge effort for me. I didn’t want to do anything.

My head was just filled with fear, confusion and negativity.

I was still eating but I wasn’t really tasting. It was mechanical. I guess I still had that instinct to survive even though I had no joy in that survival. I was going through the motions.

I didn’t know it at the time but The Help did. I was depressed.

I had to go to the vet for my normal vaccinations and he offered some medicine. The Help and The Boss didn’t want to go that route.

It’s not that they’re against medication. They would have used it as a last resort but they were pretty sure they knew what I needed.

Anyway after those couple of occasions when I ate the pretty coloured stuff and went yellow (blush of embarrassment) my liver hasn’t been so good so they really didn’t want to give me anything if they didn’t have to.

Sometimes medication is needed but I wasn’t chewing myself or causing self-harm. I was just very, very sad. It wasn’t straight forward grieving either, it was depression.

I had had no experience of loss. I had been protected all my life. I’d left my puppy family and the same day I moved in with Zac and he loved me and protected me and spoiled me. He made sure I was never frightened.

Reality hit and I didn’t know how to cope. Hence the depression.

The Help and I would sit and chat about Zac and she would try and comfort me. They would take me everywhere with them as I would howl when they didn’t!

Depression is an awful thing. I had no control over it. It was a thick blanket that smothered me and I did not have the strength to get out.

Then The Help and The Boss came up with the idea of getting Raffles.

They decided that the best thing for me was for me to have another pal in the house not to replace Zac but another pal for me to form a relationship with. I was quite interested. A puppy. I like puppies. Puppies are little and cute and you can curl up with them – right?

Well you all know the story of MY puppy. He was nothing like that.

Cute? Huh!

Little? Definitely not.

Cuddle up with? Not unless I fancied losing a spleen from a crush injury!

But it did help that I wasn’t alone any more. And there was no way I could pretend that this was another Zac.

He may have looked like a minor mountain, but he acted all puppy which made it quite dangerous for a while there.

And this I believe, was the beginning of my becoming a little more aware. A little more responsible. I’m the mature one in the house. If the pup gets scared he comes to me!

Early days when we could both fit in my bed!

Early days when we could both fit in my bed!

Even though he has always been big and not my idea of a puppy, those first few weeks didn’t really prepare me for the present day giant that he has become.

My beautiful bed was briefly able to take the two of us.

And at the beginning when we went out for walks he would just follow where I went.

On his first trip to be groomed I had to go with him. Now he is gaining in confidence and it is great to see. I feel I have helped him to become who he is today.

There are times when I feel quite proud of how he is turning out.

He is becoming quite a handsome chap and a credit to my training.

He is becoming quite a handsome chap and a credit to my training.

I have tried to get him interested in television.

As you may remember Zac was a great one for television. He would watch anything. He loved the funniest videos, he’d bark at dogs and he hated horses. He’d growl at the bad guys with guns and he’d have to run and get big dog during the scary movies.

I’m not into television in the same way but I do still bark and run to the tv set whenever a dog comes on the screen. Even cartoon dogs. Raffles runs with me but because he has no idea what we’re doing he usually runs me over! He just doesn’t seem to see the screen.

This has made me wonder what else I should teach him.

I have told him a little of his Mum and Dad and where he comes from but I think I may teach him a little of the family history. There have been quite a few dogs in The Help’s past and it might be interesting to briefly talk about them. In a way, they helped to form her and therefore us.

Then of course there is the ongoing puppy training which The Boss is still doing with Raffles.

Every evening he takes Raffles into the garden for leash practice and to reinforce sitting and staying. I feel it is my duty to participate and give the kid support. So I go along too. But being a perfect Princess I don’t need the lead. When The Boss says sit I sit because I get a treat too 🙂 I think it helps the kid to know I can do all this stuff – when I want to of course.

Zac was very firm on the ‘come’ command. He told me early on that you only obey that one when you are sure there is something good being offered. Half the time, he told me, they just want to lock you in the house and go out or they want to have someone interesting over and for some reason you’re not going to get to meet them.

I haven’t been able to convey that to Raffles. He just seems to want to do the right thing. Sometimes I wonder what Zac would do and I reckon he’s probably laughing at me from his soft bed on the Rainbow Bridge. He’s probably enjoying the peace and quiet up there without me!

Getting Raffles helped. It took time but I am out of the depression. The experience has changed me though and I am only just realising how much. I choose not to be bitter. I will be better.

I like to think and plan my lessons in comfort :-D

I like to think and plan my lessons in comfort 😀

So I have been thinking. And I’m thinking that I need to pass some wisdom onto the pup.

This is new for me so I’m going to start slowly. I’m going to start by going backwards.

Yep. Zac is definitely laughing!

I’m going to go way, Way, WAY back in the past and tell you and the pup a little about the ones who have been before us and helped to train The Help! And this might shock you but there have been a few cats in there too. It doesn’t shock you? Well it shocked me!

I think we’ll start with Jason, the Irish Red Setter, coming to a blog near you very, very soon 🙂

Love from Zena, the Perfect Princess


Pixels is getting a Stress Headache

This is a plea from my pals at Long Life Cats and Dogs. The prize will go to support the adopted cats and dogs so please spend a moment and give your vote to Pixels and this most worthy cause. Thank you, love from Zena, the Socially Aware Princess 🙂

Long Life Cats and Dogs

Oh the stress of it all!

You, my wonderful friends, have done an incredible job and, although Pixels entered the competition race ludicrously late, she’s managed to climb up to 3rd position!

Problem is, she needs at least 226 more votes to get to 1st.

I know most of you have already voted but, if anyone has additional email addresses, or people they know who might vote, or any other ideas to drum up votes, Pixels would be eternally grateful and the kittens in the shelters (all awaiting the prize food to be donated to them) would love you forever!

The link to vote on her picture is:

Pixels Photo – currently in 3rd but needs to get to 1st

You hop on there, put in your email address, rate the photo as 5 stars (please) and Send.  Job done!  Kittens happy!  Your good deed for…

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The Producing Princess

And no. I’m not having puppies or anything like that. The Help saw to that little matter when I was too young to remember 🙂

I have made a movie. Produced, Directed and had a part. Not really the star part in this one because it is hard to do everything.

There comes a time in many a Star’s life when they decide to get behind the camera instead of in front of it. This Saturday I spent some of the time behind the scenes directing the filming.

When the real fun began though I was right there as you can see from the video. That small black streak in the midst of the chase is me. I play with the big guys and gals and I’m having a great time.

See for yourselves.

Oh. And The Help apologises for the music but because of copyright she couldn’t use any of the cool songs we wanted.

Have fun seeing what we get up to and meeting some of the names you may well hear more of on the blog.

If you are not sure who is Raffles and who is Ringo. Raffles is the dirty one! He was groomed today and is clean again. That won’t last beyond tomorrow morning and our park date.

Then the brown one is Cassie, Raffie’s best friend. The red one is Rosie who is best friends with Ollie, who Raffy also loves. Well, he loves everyone. Ollie is the super thin black one with the ballet moves. Daisy is the silver one who you catch glimpses of and then the other black one who comes in at the end is Leo who is only an occasional visitor.

Raffles today after a good groom. Waste of money if you ask me :-)

Raffles today after a good groom. Waste of money if you ask me 🙂 And today is his 8 month birthday.

On another topic just before you go, pop over to Long Life Cats and Dogs where Pixels is taking part in a competition. If you haven’t voted for her, please do. Pixels is very cute and anything she wins will go to support rescue cats and dogs which is a very good cause I’m sure you’ll agree. Thanks everyone.

Love from Zena, the Directing Princess


Scavenger Princess

I won, I won, I won!!!!

I know it was a while ago and The Help should be shot for being so busy and not able to get to my blog sooner, but they do say better late than never don’t they?

My prize for winning the Scavenger Hunt at Sammy‘s great camping trip arrived this week. It came so quickly. The Help was very impressed.

First there was a gorgeous card from Sammy to me. Thanks Sammy.


And it was wrapped in this cool paper.


Purple is for royalty you  know. Sammy gets it 🙂

Then I got some very yummy treats.


These are so yummy I ate two when The Help opened the pack – she is now rationing me because we can’t buy them here.

Then there was a gift for me to play with.

Me with all the goodies.

Me with all the goodies.

The yellow peril is a cool octopus toy with lots of arms to grab onto and shake.

First.... Pose for the photograph.

First…. Pose for the photograph.


Finally I get to play with the yellow peril

Finally I get to play with the yellow peril

I take a break for a moment and look what happens…..

Raffles decided he'd take a look at my new toy - a very dirty Raffles as you can see!

Raffles decided he’d take a look at my new toy – a very dirty Raffles as you can see!

Quality control

Quality control

I am pleased to announce that the yellow peril easily withstood the jaws of the giant standard poodle and remains unscathed, with all its little limbs and it is still squeaking 😀

What a great toy.

Thanks again Sammy. For everything. The camping was fun, the competitions were fun and winning something on top of that was just the icing on top.

Have a good Sunday everyone. I’m going to rest.

What do you mean I'm not allowed on the furniture? I'm not on the furniture I'm in my bed!

What do you mean I’m not allowed on the furniture? I’m not on the furniture I’m in my bed!

Love from Zena, the audacious Princess 😀