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I keep having the urge to transform this website into an online pet magazine for some reason. It must be the writer in me. I never seem to get round to doing it though, and I'm glad, because Opulent Mutts is really just about my love of sketching your pets. So instead I have resolved to reserve the blog for my pet-related musings, and to waffle on about my artwork, and probably also my adorable dog Juniper and my annoying but lovable cat Fig.
Today we are having a very lazy Sunday. Juniper and I took a stroll down to our local park, Foxham Gardens (what I call our "lazy walkies" as it is very, very local). Juni likes it there though because it is covered in messages from all the local dogs for her to sniff out, and let's not forget the occasional squirrel, and of course... human treat-dispensers.
I cannot prevent her from putting her paws up on any person who initiates a hello in the park. This is because Juniper has come to recognise that these people all have dog treats in their pockets, and that they are ready and willing to dispense them in her direction, because she is adorable and she knows it.
I dread two things whenever people say hello to Juniper in the park; 1) Muddy paws and clean jeans, and 2) Juni nearly taking off people's fingers in her glee at receiving treats from them. It's all very stressful. Mostly because I know it is entirely my fault. She is now 6 years old, I have had her since she was 10 weeks old, and so her behaviour is a product of my dodgy pawrenting skills. I am such a soft touch.
Luckily she is all skinny and frolicky, so everyone thinks she is still a puppy. This means she just about gets away with it, so long as nobody asks me how old she is. I have considered lying about that on more than one occasion just to save face.
On the way home from our walk, the heavens opened. Juniper hates the rain. She doesn't go for the drowned-rat look. So we had to run for it. We still got soaked. The afternoon has been spent relaxing at home. Juniper is lost somewhere underneath the duvet, and Fig is positioned on his throne (my lap) while I work. It's very inconvenient, but as I have said, I am a soft touch. So soft in fact that I often find myself craning my neck around Fig's head in order to see my laptop screen. I don't even realise I am doing it.
Well, that's all for now I think. I will be back soon with more updates and stories, so if you have enjoyed reading this subscribe to the blog to make sure you don't miss my next journal entry.
Have a lovely Sunday!
Zara, Juniper & Fig