Help! My Tail is on Fire!

Gandalf Face

As mentioned in my previous Matroosberg-related post (from many months ago), Gandalf had a run-in with a gas heater… This is that story.

It was Day 3 of the trip… The snow day. It was bitterly cold, and all of us humans (7 in total) were attempting to get ready for our trip up to the snow without exposing too much skin to the frigid air.

We were all standing fairly near to the gas heater. In fact, the youngest member of the group had gotten his socks a little too close to the heater and had burnt holes in the toes (much to my amusement, and not so much to his mother’s).

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Gandalf: Our Foster Fail

This is Gandalf (so named because he has a grey tuft of hair on his back, like Gandalf the Grey). AKA Gandy. AKA The Goose (which I think of as his dog mafia name, which is derived from the nursery rhyme, Goosey Goosey Gander).

Gandalf, like Storm, was a rescue from Uitsig Animal Rescue Centre. I wasn’t very keen on him (you will see that this is a bit of a theme when it comes to getting new dogs), partly because his one half blue/half brown eye freaked me out… But husband-man was, and so we made the trip to meet him. Continue reading “Gandalf: Our Foster Fail”

Matroosberg Magic

A Family Holiday with a Sprinkling of Snow

Yesterday we got back from a 3 night holiday at the amazing Matroosberg Private Nature Reserve with friends. We have been there twice before (we have stayed in their Ski Hut every time) and it is amazing. It is electricity (i.e., television, cellphone, etc.) free, it is quiet, it is cheap, it is where we got engaged, and best of all, it is somewhere that we can take our dogs… Family holiday for the win…

I love taking the dogs there because they can run freely and they enjoy it so much. There is a lovely hike up to some rockpools that we go on and the dogs have a wonderful time.

Exploring Dogs
The furkids exploring their new environment.

But this time was particularly special, as our snow dogs got to see snow for the first time.

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10 Signs You Are a (Husky) Furparent

10 Signs You Are a Furparent... How many of these have you experienced?

One thing that I have learned in the past 4 years is that when you become a parent of furchildren your life is furever (haha, see what I did there?) changed. It seems like this change is particularly evident in the case of canine furchildren, and even more so in the case of huskies (although I’m willing to admit that I may be biased).

So here are some of the experiences that I have had, which have made me realise that my life will never be the same again… Continue reading “10 Signs You Are a (Husky) Furparent”


In future posts, I will introduce you to my four perfect (at least most of the time) furchildren: Gordon, Nanuq, Gandalf, and Storm.

In the meantPawprintsime, I want to briefly mention something that I have discovered over the past couple of years. It is something that I find fascinating: I can almost always tell which of my furchildren is walking up the stairs/walking down the passage/sneaking up behind me by the particular sound that they make when they walk.

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