tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post5968290777358431468..comments2023-10-17T12:05:26.540+01:00Comments on Razor-blade of Life: Oh, so merryZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-85387164535140673072010-03-11T05:39:25.193+00:002010-03-11T05:39:25.193+00:00Standing in awe I bow my head to the mighty leopar...Standing in awe I bow my head to the mighty leopard-strangler!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-19147333812131245172010-03-10T21:25:49.370+00:002010-03-10T21:25:49.370+00:00There are great comments to that post, by the way....There are great comments to that post, by the way.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-41681637162151045992010-03-10T21:20:44.097+00:002010-03-10T21:20:44.097+00:00It's true and I told the tale in June 08. I&#...It's true and I told the tale in <a href="http://razorbladeoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-ronan-strangled-bobby.html" rel="nofollow">June 08</a>. I'm a bit embarrassed to see that I actually used the phrase "fight to the death", but it was.<br /><br />The entire leopard was stuffed. He still is in his case in the garage. I do want to see if he's in good enough condition to give pride (yeah,I know that's lions) of place on the landing, but we haven't got round to it yet.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-25682057997397203932010-03-10T20:59:02.665+00:002010-03-10T20:59:02.665+00:00Strangle a leopard? With his bare hands? You must ...Strangle a leopard? With his bare hands? You must be kidding! And now tell me that the leopard's skin is just in front of your fireplace? Did you already write about this story?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-36578455350654420042010-03-10T20:31:11.428+00:002010-03-10T20:31:11.428+00:00Actually, Z, that's jogged my memory - you'...Actually, Z, that's jogged my memory - you're absolutely right. Thank you!Christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14227767014123557100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-7402093689888974882010-03-10T15:55:36.062+00:002010-03-10T15:55:36.062+00:00Z, this was a delightful account of the dogs.Z, this was a delightful account of the dogs.Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13907154817666327667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-30120534664338916102010-03-10T14:01:01.195+00:002010-03-10T14:01:01.195+00:00There was nothing that Simon was unable to do, if ...There was nothing that Simon was unable to do, if he put his mind to it. And what he didn't do, he only had to look our way and we jumped to attention.<br /><br />I read an autobiography once, can't remember whose, of someone with two dogs called Keith and Prowse. He or she had the motto at the time down as "You want the best seats - we have them." It's always held true for us - I still tend to sit on the edge of a chair because Tilly used to like to sit behind me. Chester used to drape himself along the back of the sofa, which was rather elegant.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-75975597830790976322010-03-10T11:59:47.634+00:002010-03-10T11:59:47.634+00:00An old family friend had at one time a sort of poo...An old family friend had at one time a sort of poodle called Keith, short for Keith Prowse. Keith Prowse was a London theatre booking agency whose motto was 'We have the best seats'.Christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14227767014123557100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-85461919002143832932010-03-10T09:27:29.390+00:002010-03-10T09:27:29.390+00:00I once saw Simon open the drawing room door with h...I once saw Simon open the drawing room door with his paws - he raced in - didn't see me, stood on his hind legs, opened the door and pulled it towards him then walked out again. Happy days!Winkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05028862055413495123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-86784012686768035002010-03-10T08:59:01.237+00:002010-03-10T08:59:01.237+00:00Sarah, the other day, said that her Tilly has a hu...Sarah, the other day, said that her Tilly has a huge vocabulary - I don't now know how many words Simon knew, but the dogs we had at that time knew everything about us, were highly involved and yet completely independent.<br /><br />Wendy, being treated like your husband's dog is a huge compliment. I know what you mean about getting a dog - a young one needs so much attention and it isn't fair if you haven't got time.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-13979094168847267312010-03-10T08:49:26.725+00:002010-03-10T08:49:26.725+00:00I've chuckled at this post. You see, although ...I've chuckled at this post. You see, although we didn't have pets when I grew up, and I have not really experienced a dog's personality (except for a brief period early on in my previous marriage when we had 2 dogs - but eventually had to send them to a farm because they were not suited to suburban life), Martin did.<br /><br />He had a Weimaraner called Mozart and I think he loved that dog more than anybody else in the world. (Sometimes he pats me on the head when he walks past my chair and I think he gets confused about who I actually am). We have a large photo montage of Mozzie hanging in the conservatory.<br /><br />Martin has regaled me with hilarious tales of Mozzie and his exploits and your old dogs sound just the same. I'd now love to have a dog but as we are about to start a business, and as we travel quite a bit, it isn't feasible. But maybe one day.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14257653410136495378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-13450240040442734182010-03-10T08:02:37.430+00:002010-03-10T08:02:37.430+00:00I have nothing to add.I have nothing to add.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-89661160194183042542010-03-09T22:32:29.491+00:002010-03-09T22:32:29.491+00:00If there was a canine Mensa group Huckleberry and ...If there was a canine Mensa group Huckleberry and Simon definitely would qualify. My dogs know the go piddle command in English and Norwegian. They do not understand the no bark command--in any language.martinanoreply@blogger.com