Liz, my wife, has had a pair of Vibrams (black ‘flow’ type, I think) which have been getting a bit long in the tooth.
Not surprising really, since they are well over 4 years old, and have seen quite a few trail based miles, along the river Wey and the Downs around Guildford.
I bought her a new pair for Christmas, but alas they were not the right size and with running shoes in general, it is essential to get the right size, but with the all enveloping form of the Vibrams, it is critical that they are snug. So today she managed to find time to pop into our local running store, Fitstuff, and this is the result.
I’m not sure who is happier, Liz or Adastra, to be finally hitting the streets again 🙂
We had been thinking about getting a dog for some time, but it still seemed like a bit of an ‘impulse purchase’
We finally got ‘Adastra’ on Thursday 7th Feb after Liz had spoken to one of the other mums at school who was also looking for a puppy for the family, and discovered she had a bitch left, from a litter born three months ago, and hence ‘ready to go’.
About midday I got an explanation and a ‘we’ll have to move quickly on this!’ verdict. As Liz is the one at home, and hence the one who would be looking after any additions to the menagerie most of the time, I agreed it was fine but ultimately up to her to decide, although I would support that decision, knowing full well exactly what would happen next! 😯
Liz was on her way to Croydon, near Cambridge, on a super-extended school run, as soon as the children had finished for the day, but they predictably got stuck in traffic around the M25 on their way to the A1, north of London.
Eventually they made it to the breeder’s house and were greeted with the sights (and smells) of dozens of spaniel, poodle and labrador cross-breed puppies. The children mouths were agog at the vision although the little ones especially were none too diplomatic about the smell and held their noses as Anne showed them through to “the really smelly room” 😳
They had gone to see an apricot cockapoo, a cross between a cocker spaniel and a poodle, with a golden coloured coat and they sent me a photo for my approval. I was quite surprised that other than the colour, she looked very similar to the pictures I’d seen of the dog we had had when I was young, when she was a puppy, before I’d been born, whose name was Sheba. I shortly afterwards got back the incredulous response that the name of the grandmother of the little one they were looking at had also been Sheba 🙂 and as if any more proof was needed that this was the right dog for us, she had been born on Liz’s birthday last year!
And so it was that the rest of my family returned from the borders of east anglia last week with Adastra. They got back just after 9:00pm, so a late evening for all, and I’m not sure who was more excited, my family or the puppy. Liz has definitely been very happy so far, as Adastra seems very intelligent, doing the required tasks every time she is taken outside and seemingly paying attention to requests to calm, sit and stay – certainly not bad for a 12 week old puppy, but it remains to be seen whether that is beginners luck or if she will truly settle into a routine of sorts.
We both have plans to run with her when she gets a little older as although not a working dog, will no doubt need plenty of exercise and hopefully will enjoy the trails that we try to frequent in preference to street runs around Guildford (not that there is an awful lot of opportunity for trail running in the current weather, but that will hopefully change soon)