Showing posts with label Braego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Braego. Show all posts

Monday, 28 October 2019

Bruvver Brae turns his paw to ... erm... verbal art.


A poem by Brae Softshadow

LOVE


There are so many fings in my life that I love,
sausages, biscuits and that old leather glove.
Stuff in the rubbish bin, sunny spots on the floor,
my box of half eated toys and the draught by the door
My dad’s socks, the middle of my dad’s bed,
my dad’s car where I hang out my head.
Chasing squiggles in the park up the trees (aaaarrrrrggg pesky Squiggles)
Long walks by the seaside and that cool winter breeze,
The lamp post on the corner and the one up the road,
the woods where I live especially when its snowed.
The fields and the meadows with a sharp winter frost
the streams and rivers (well the ones that I’ve crossed)
A pond, any pond as long as it’s wet,
my bruvver, my mum and even the vet.
Sheepsys, piggys, an orse and some cows
the doggo over the road when my dad allows.
They pale to insignificance when i see you
and my flopperty heart skips a beat or maybe two.
My darling food bowl, where have you been,
it’s been hours since last you were seen.

[dad had to do a interpret and type cos bruvver Brae is wubbish on a keyboard]

Thursday, 19 September 2019

Suffolk for a wedding


We were not invited to the wedding so we mainly did a sleep or a sit-down

So here is  composition of us doing exactly that










Wednesday, 7 March 2018

3rd March 25km Penshurst to Hever circular hike

Big walks every 6 weeks


We left Southborough in the snow. Brae gettid cross, cos he is rubbish at playin hidey-seek in the snow

Brae really, really, REALLY, REALLY, really, really luvs the snow. He has got his bestest cheesy grin on him face

We was tracking the abdominal snow man or somefink - Dad said it was up here somewhere so Brae put his scaredy pants on.

Huzzzar - its me tasting the air wiv my tung

We did a trip-trapety-trip over this Ogre's bridge - the little doggy wiv the coat on must have got eated by the ogre cos we never spied it again.

Huzzar... its me again..................erm.........................tasting the air wiv...................erm ......................my tung.. (dammit, I fink I said that once already)

We is dirty little mongrels (well Brae is), I is a dirty little purebreed.

Check out my tidy butt....

That's it - worn out for anuvver day.

We might have walked a little something like this.

Thursday, 12 October 2017

So you want to buy a Samoyed.....

(Dad thought he would like to add a bit to my pages)

Things you should know about a Samoyed (Sammy-yed) before you part with your money.


1. Some Sammys can be noisy
If you already own a Sammy then this might come as a bit of a shock as we all know them to be (in the main) our silent partner. We have never known them to raise voice at the 'knock of a door' at a 'misplaced toy thing' or for generally no good reason. This is considered as barbarous dissonance by most, if not all owners.

It has recently come to light that through uncensored breeding that there might be a couple of barkers slipping into the proverbial Samoyed gene-pool. 

For those of you not aware of this sound it is of which I am sure there are many, It has a resonance something like a gentle 'BOOOORRRK', a distained 'AAAARRRRROOOOHHHHH' or a silent 'BLEC-BLEC-BARKETY-BORK, BORK, BORK, OOF.

You will be unfamiliar with these sounds, so I will endeavor to show you through the means of photography how these, almost silent forms of communication can been seen.
left: As you can see here, a slightly opened jaw precedes a light an airy BORK. From this height above sea level would never really travel further than a couple of miles and likely unheard by many save for those with the keenest hearing or with amplifying machinery such as a hearing aid.





Right: Here is an attempt to capture the silent AAAARRROOOOHHHH, 
You might just be able to make out a slight lifting of the head - if you can't, don't worry because its normally accompanied by a raised foot which you can quite easily see in this image.

This sound will only travel two or three hundred yards and probably only twice that distance at night, thus easily making it difficult to hear over the normal daytime noise



Left: This open mouthed expression is often confused with a yawn and you could miss the gentle
BLEC-BLEC-BARKETY-BARK, BARK, BARK, OOF.
The lips have a slight curl with the mouth just slightly ajar as shown here in this rare and unique image .
This is slightly unusual, insofar that not many have heard this and as such, remains unsubstantiated.
We understand that this sound may relate to the need to be elsewhere other than where they are.


2. Recall.

All sammys are of course obedient to the 'n'th degree and a Recall command is very rarely needed as part of a training programme.

As part of our studies, here at the Southborough Lighthouse we have transposed this unused term with one or two  that hold a far more convenient expression and meaningfulness such as,  'Search and discover', 'Search and destroy' and  I'll see you at home later then'

Here are two that are displaying beautifully the Search and Discover in favour of the redundant recall. Note how the poorly trained Labrador lacks the ability to transpose this rudimentary command anywhere near as quickly as our favorite breed and resorted to a 'follow' disposition.

Hopefully it should be some hours before these two are back by your side giving extra time to enjoy the blustery surroundings.




3. The language of Samoyeds

You can be forgiven for thinking that this intellectual beast has many facets to its language and that its diverse expressions and mannerisms hold all sorts of secrets and inter-dog codes.

We are only just beginning to discover that many expressions can be boiled down to portray one or more basic instincts.

We have found over a hundred expressions that mean no more than 'Feed Me'. The lifted eyebrow in conjunction with the 'Feed Me' expression converts this to one of urgency - as in 'Feed Me - NOW', or 'Give me that food that you are eating'


Right: Here is the articulate expression for 'Gimme one of them-there sweeties' the slight return of the right ear adds importance to the whole sentence. The direction of the eyes indicate the location of the food matter and the slight salivation also determines the urgency of the need

Wonderful animals

We cannot find any other tangible use for expression other than this primordial need for food.


4. Getting to terms with Snorp, Blep, Mlem, and Blem.

I know what you are thinking - fairly basic and entry level Samoyed - but is it?
                                                      

Left: So lets not get confused..

The simple 'Blep' is mastered by the Left hand animal

The simple 'Blem' is shown, but not fully mastered by the right hand animal and of course it never will be as he is not a full Samoyed







Right: This is the 'Part Mlem' which normally precedes the 'Full Mlem'

The dog with the mask clearly understands this term (although not a full Samoyed)








Left: The wonderful example of the 'Full Mlem'

Magnificently portrayed here in this Mlem moment that you may only catch once or maybe twice a year.










Right: And finally the 'Snorp', worn here by the part Samoyed. Rated 'Fairly Common' but not often caught on camera.












5. Shoobies

This is a term that has been shunned by the Samoyed community as a whole and recently caused uproar when it was suggested that a full name change should be adopted by the Samoyed Association to avoid confusion between the two completely different breeds.

Shoob (from the comedy Latin language meaning Samoyed) and Obies (once again from the comedy language called Latin - meaning Comedy) - Example shown on the left is a Shoobie food funnel
Right: Here of course is the full majesty of a Samoyed. (Note the lack of comedy)
So finally to recap
The following are examples of what you hope to have learned from the above, if you fully understand these, it will help when it comes to deciding whether to adopt or buy a samoyed in the future.



The Silent AAAARRROOOOHHHH    


The airy BOOORK




 The Part Mlem

Recall


Snorp


Anatomy
For clarity we have identified the important parts of a Samoyed's anatomy which may help with discussions with your Vet should any problems arise in these distinctive areas.

Importance

It is important to understand how your Samoyed will fit into the community..


We certainly hope you enjoy your new found friend as much as he/she will enjoy your samiches.

Jamie...
Tylor and Braes Dad








Monday, 17 July 2017

15th July 2017, Ashdown Forest - Buxted - 25 Km.

Our fifth big hike of the year over the Ashdown Forest taking in Fairwarp, Buxted, High Hurstwood and Maresfield




I did find some poo that needed rolling in - it did smell a bit hooman though, so dad threw me into a pond......................................$*@tard

Braes bum

Here is my bum - it looks like we is walking through the Savanah. I telled Brae that there was lions and stuff hiding so he did a frighten and wunned away really fast

A lovely Beech tree avenue through the forest with a serious amount of leaves that we could roly poly in

Brae said he wanted to go to church, but when we got there he said he would rather have a figgy roll.

Orse kissin is one of my favourite fings - Brae is a bit clumsy and does a confuse with orse kissing and orse biting so he rolls in the dirt instead.

I did a giant Arroooooooo to see iffin an echo would come back.... we waited and waited but I fink it cluttered off to Scotland.

ppplllrrrp - that's got that out of my system

We always find the water.. much to dads dismay

The blue line is the one that was followed most frequently, sometimes we lost it a bit



Tuesday, 2 May 2017

May 1st, Groombridge and Harrisons Rocks Circular

Harrisons Rocks



Look at them loverly Blue-bellies - Brae is hanging around cos he likes the pungent waft of pleasant country air from the woods ......

This is mum - she did have her hair done and has taken it out in the first May shower for a walk.

Wun free, Brae my little fat friend

Oh No. I has been mezmerized by the fragrance of the Blue-bellies... Brae has tuned into a blurrr.

We is gonna conker them rocks big time

Awww him looks so cute

Brae is finking.....nuff said.

Brae is doing dad a frighten by scaling this perilous precipice. I is helping to calm dads nerves by checking the wind direction wiv my tung. 

Ready for my 'Leap of Faith'

Brae finks he should be called the 'Master of Disaster' simply cos he did climb this rock - hold on pupper - you has got to gobble-up at least one floor to get this title.