|Eaten bok choy|
Those naughty, fluffy chooks do sometimes escape from their extensive chook run. And when they do, they eat things I don't want them to eat. Like my bok choy. And my silverbeet.
Now this is entirely my own fault. They can see lovely, juicy leaves from their favourite viewing place under the trampoline. And I haven't fenced their area off properly. This is because they only occasionally decide to explore and I am a bit lazy about some things. But it is frustrating to have your veggies eaten by chooks, especially now that I am mostly growing things from seed which takes longer and requires more of an emotional investment. So I can only wonder why oh why am I contemplating getting a dog?
My doggy desire started as a niggly little fantasy but grew 'til I found myself trawling the internet researching dog breeds. And so it was that I dared broach the topic with Monkey Man the other day. He of course wacked his hand into his head and groaned. "At least" he said "you're not dreaming of another baby". I'm not sure if my doggy longing is a substitute baby longing and I'm not sure I want to analyse it too deeply. Nevertheless, I do find myself wanting a dog.
Now I'm no novice dog owner - I do know what I'd be getting myself into. But I would value some advice from you chooky doggy lovers. Monkey Man has assured me that a dog is likely to eat and terrorize the chooks. I know there are no guarantees, but I'm imagining that I would get a puppy and would train it to be a friend of the chook and to leave them alone. And if it wouldn't, I would use a fence to divide the garden into different territories. A comment that made Monkey Man smack his head even harder into his hand.
Of course, I am a wee bit embarrassed to tell you what sort of dog I am dreaming of ... let's just say it's small and fluffy and would reside indoors mostly. I know I'm so predictable. But it's the sort of dog that isn't bred to chase things... I think.
The other negative is the damage a dog is likely to do to a veggie garden. I'm not so happy about the chooks eating my veggies and I would be even less happy with a dog jumping all over my garden and digging things up. But in my favour, let me remind you all that I am a teacher. And if I can manage large groups of children of all ages (even surly teenagers) surely I could train a puppy to keep off the garden? And keep it's teeth away from the chooks...
... oh and do it's business in a little doggy toilet corner of the garden.
Oh, and before you respond, I'll just clarify that comment I made before about my being lazy. I was of course being flippant. I would have endless enthusiasm and zeal for dog training and doggy fence-building. I am actually a bundle of energy. You know those people you meet who can't seem to sit still, always jiggling about. That's me. I'm the type who would rather go for a jog 'round the block at night after putting the monkeys to bed instead of lying slothfully on the couch watching crap TV.
Oh yeah, that's me.