The Princess Tails

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


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Romance in the Air?

I know, I know. It’s been ages again. I’m afraid for the moment that is likely to be the pattern. I can’t rely on The Help. She isn’t old, but like me her immune system isn’t good (unlike me inbreeding is not the cause!!!!!).

So for a while posts are likely to be random unless some new medication begins to work in which case she could be like a runaway train.

'We're doing a blog? Really? Finally!'

‘We’re doing a blog? Really? Finally!’

I’m sorry that we’ve been keeping you on the edge of your seats.

We haven’t?

You mean you’ve forgotten? You have a life apart from me? How is that even possible?

Well! I am shocked. I’m not sure I will recover. I had thought that I would be in your thoughts night and day. However. I will rise from the bitter blow. I will move forward and remind you of my dilemma.

In one of my last posts I met Prince, the vertically challenged corgi who I charged at making loud noises which is the way I vet all new dogs and which is really an invitation to play. It is. Honestly. Ask any dog. They never bother. In fact usually they ignore me so they can’t feel threatened. The owners don’t always like it though and The Help gets embarrassed. Anyway, I digress.

Do you remember now? Shall I continue with the story? It seemed appropriate to get everyone up to date especially at this time as the world is gearing up for Valentines day and romance. I am very current am I not? My story is probably being played out in a billion homes all over the world.

To remind you of Prince here is his picture.

Prince

Prince

Prince has been to the park a couple of times since our first introduction. As you know, I was agonising over our future together. Here was I Princess Zena, and here was Prince. Was he my Prince? It never occurred to me that I might not be his Princess, after all I am ….. Gorgeous.

You see? Wonderful. Who could not adore me :-D

You see? Wonderful. Who could not adore me 😀

He certainly wasn’t my idea of my prince, but then how often do we meet our ideal prince? Was I being sizist? Yes, I do know that isn’t a word, but you know what I mean don’t you? If he was a little taller would I feel differently? After all, we all know that the outer package is just that, the wrapping, it’s what’s inside that counts.

By the way talking about wrappings, here’s a quick shot of me at Christmas. Who’s the best present of all?

Spot the dog

Spot the dog!

Anyway, back to the topic on hand. I felt the pressure I can tell you. Something was lacking. I tried hard to generate emotion. I felt I should feel something.

But I didn’t feel IT. I have to be honest. I wasn’t bowled over and like any Princess I wanted to feel excitement, anticipation, joy. Something. Anything. Nevertheless I decided I had to give him a chance. If the universe was bringing me my Prince who was I to turn tail and run.

I thought and thought

I thought and thought

I gave him a chance. I gave him two. And nothing. Zilch. Nada. Rien. The last time I saw him I didn’t even want to rush at him I just felt a dreadful boredom and I could see he felt the same. He lives with another corgi called Pemba so I think they’re happy together and I’m so relieved about that. I understand it too. When I had Zac, I had my Prince. I didn’t need anyone else (except The Help, we still need the opposable thumb thing for opening tins).

Perhaps a girl only has one Prince. And do you know what? I’m okay with that. I had the greatest Prince ever and I couldn’t find another. I don’t want to find another. I’m happy to have the memory of my Prince and cherish the times we had. Now I’m happy to have friends.

Me, the pup and Ollie hanging out at the park (sorry about the blurry pic we didn't want to keep still).

Me, the pup and Ollie hanging out at the park (sorry about the blurry pic we didn’t want to keep still).

It has made me think though. I’ve deigned to play with Raffles a couple of times this week, not too often because I don’t want him to think he’s won me over, it’s only been 18 months. I have wondered about him finding his special somedog (it definitely is not me) but he seems happy having lots of pals. His bestie is Cassie but he has a special friendship with Ollie too.

Ollie & Raff have a bit of a bromance going on :-)

Ollie & Raff have a bit of a bromance going on 🙂 And yes, that is genuine licking, no sticks or anything in the mouth.

Sitting in the park the other day I watched the lad running and playing with Cassie, his bestie. He was having the time of his life. I don’t really run and play like that so much anymore, I like a supervisory role but I’m glad the pup has friends to play with. He has a great time with Ollie, they hug and kiss and then he runs and plays with Daisy and to be honest any friendly dog at the park can have Raffy. Yes. He’s that easy….. going 🙂

I remember playing with Zac, it was cool. I remember playing sniffs in the garden with him and watching tv and seeing who could finish dinner first. Life was more fun with him. But you know what they say, better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

I have had my Prince and I’m not looking to replace him. I have some pals who accept me around and don’t hassle me. They accept me for who I am and don’t ask more from me than I’ll give. That’s a pretty good place to be.

Anyone want to tell the guy he's too big for my favourite bed?

Anyone want to tell the guy he’s too big for my favourite bed?

Love from Zena, the contented Princess


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The Valentine’s Ball Begins

Mollie & Ranger’s Valentine’s Ball has arrived!

There is great excitement. Dancing. Drinking. Eating. And of course all the girls will be looking at what everyone else is wearing!

Mollie & Alfie's Valentine Ball Invitation

Mollie & Alfie’s Valentine Ball Invitation

If you want to have a peep and join in the voting visit either Mollie or Ranger and leave your opinion in the comments.

Today we are voting on the Sweetest and the Hottest couples. Tomorrow will be another voting day and they are keeping us in the dark about the categories.

This is a competition with real prizes which I know will be great.

So far I don’t have any votes but never mind! Even The Help hasn’t voted for me which I think is mean. She said it wasn’t sporting or something. I think she’s jealous 😀 After all, she isn’t going to a ball.

To be honest I don’t think she’s doing anything for Valentine’s Day. She is mumbling something about commercialism. Give me the opportunity to have fun and I’m there.

At one time I thought I might have to go with Raffles. This would not have been a disaster because he is a good looking fellow, but it was a little like going to the Prom with your brother (yuck!). You can imagine how pleased I was when Basil asked me to the ball with him. I have long thought him the cutest guinea pig in Blogville so I was happy. He turned up with these lovely roses and the cutest look on his little face. Well, judge for yourselves:

My Outfit for the Ball

My Outfit for the Ball

The Help does struggle on these occasions but I appreciate her hard work and I know she does her best (bless).

Here is me with my date:

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He turned up in the wonderful pink Limo and while I was admiring the colour, he shyly approached with those gorgeous roses which so matched my outfit (how did he know??). He was the perfect gentleman and we rode in style to the ball.

Meanwhile, Raffles was not left out. The very splendid lady Litchi invited him to the ball as her escort. I was so pleased when I heard that because it meant that I wouldn’t have to worry about him and I could have a good time. He was pleased too because he wasn’t going to be left out or have to alone which for one so young can be a painful experience.

Here is Raffles with his date:

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Pretty fancy aren’t they? Apparently Litchi wanted Raffles to feel comfortable and so she wore her hair ‘a la Poodle” for the ball. Very classy I think.

We have a few days of fun but we started the whole event off with a wonderful sequence of dancing. Raffles and I had to do this one together because of all the rehearsing required, here’s a still taken by the Doggerazzi:

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The dancing was put together by the wonderful Nellie and if you want a giggle go over and see the whole video. I want to hire Nellie as my publicist, she’s so much better than The Help!

Love from Zena, The Frilly Princess!


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The Boy Did Good

Mollie & Alfie's Valentine Ball Invitation

Mollie & Ranger’s Valentine Ball Invitation

This post was going to be different. Mollie and Ranger are throwing a Valentine’s Ball and all are invited. I haven’t met Ranger before but he is a cute Scottie with a great sense of humour so he and Mollie will make great hosts for the big bash.

As you can imagine I got a date quite quickly but I wasn’t even sure that the Pup should go.

Having put the question out there, it was unanimous, he should be allowed to join the fun. I told him and he was thrilled.

Then he realised he needed a partner so I put together this photo.

I was all ready to post a lonely hearts column.

You know the sort of thing. Good looking guy seeks charming lady, no strings attached, for a night of fun at Mollie & Ranger’s Valentine Ball.

Good looking guy seeks girl

Good looking guy seeks girl

I figured I should help the little guy out a little bit or he might end up having to go with one of the turtles which could have disastrous results for the turtle! He is still only six months and his legs don’t always obey directions.

Anyway, then stepped up the gorgeous Lady Litchfield and Raffles shall go to the ball and not only go to the ball but go with one of the most influential and beautiful. So it has all worked out perfectly.

He has his grooming date set for the end of the month so he should look great and as he’s with Litchi, I won’t have to worry about him at all and will be able to enjoy my date with Basil 🙂

He deserves it. Raffles I mean. He’s done well this week. Even I concede that much.

I mentioned briefly that we had Miss Seven staying with us. Her Mum was in Ethiopia visiting son Number One who is working there at the moment – don’t ask, it’s all very complicated and not at all how a normal pack behaves.

So Miss Seven came to stay. She had a great day running around with Raffles. He followed her about, ran when she did, lay down when she did, stopped when she did – you get the picture.

Considering that he can be such a klutz and he weighs more than she does and is almost as tall, he did very well and didn’t knock her over once in the three days she was with us. That in itself is impressive – but wait – there’s more!

The Gentle Giant at 6 months

The Gentle Shaggy Giant at 6 months

Bedtime is not Miss Seven’s favourite time. That is not unusual with little people. Our little Miss Seven feels like I do when I’m left alone. She gets anxious and in our house the main bedroom is separated from the rest of the bedrooms by the kitchen/family room. That seemed like miles and miles to Miss Seven and she did not like it at all!

Lights were left on, doors were left open and she was warned that Raffles and I might join her. This pleased her no end.

So she went to bed, tucked herself up with her teddies and cuddly toys and as soon as she was in bed Raffles lay himself down at the foot of the bed and stayed with her all night. I know! Amazing right? He didn’t come in to join us in the lounge, he stayed with her. He knew she needed him. Even I had to admit that it was sweet.

I went in when it was our bedtime and jumped on the bed. That was very cool. For three nights, Raffles slept at the foot of the bed and kept her company and I went in at bedtime and made myself comfortable on the bed 😀

I’m hoping she’s going to come and stay again soon!

In the meantime I am trying to dress the Pup and he is getting rather worried as you can see from this photo hee hee.

'And I have to carry a cane and dance?"

‘And I have to carry a cane and dance?”

Never fear, we’ll do our best to spruce him up for the lovely Lady Litchfield on the night.

Love from Zena, the impish Princess