When Monty came to live with us more than a decade ago, our 1930s cottage featured some pretty old carpets. Hubby and I had moved ourselves and the kids to the countryside. It was just 10 miles out of Edinburgh, but what glorious vistas we enjoyed! At that time, we were asked by Scottish Pyrenean Rescue whether we would adopt a dog of 18 months; thus Monty came to live with us.
All I can say is that thankfully the carpets in the cottage were not worth crying over. They were thin, old, and ugly. Monty, with his penchant for dirtying the carpets eventually encouraged us to get rid of them. We replaced them with lovely floor tiles that had the look of having been in situ in the cottage forever.
Now the fun began. When rushing around, poor Monty took to skating across the tiles. Oh, our two youngsters enjoyed the fun and games, as this huge dog did the splits and twirls like a seasoned ballet dancer. However, for me, these tiled floors were a godsend. They were easy to clean, did not take stains, and Monty’s footsteps as he pattered across the tiles were nicely muffled, almost as much as if we had kept the carpets in place.
Fast forward to 2013, and Maddi and Zack have now discovered the joys of floor skating too. Blenheim Lodge came with carpeting on the floors, but Monty’s not so little accidents left us with no choice but to remove them. The carpeted floor in our lounge was replaced with flagstone floors, which have posed no problems for the dogs even when they rush into the room as there is a natural uneven texture to the stone.
The laminate floor in our hallway however poses a small hazard, and some doggy comic moments have become a way of life. Zack is still young enough to dance about, particularly when he is feeling frisky. Otherwise, there is the excitement of playing with Maddi, when both dogs bob and weave in an effort to better the other with their gymnastic abilities. The skittering of nails on board as the dogs slip and slide whilst enjoying a bout of tumble tots tell us they are enjoying themselves.
The funny moments come when the dogs become too engrossed in play or rush about. Then, we see them sliding like the proverbial skater who has lost control of his or her feet. Picture in your mind all four doggy feet strapped onto skates splaying out in opposite directions as our hapless animals try to stop themselves. If they had been human, they would be screaming with laughter or fear. Our furry friends, however, carry on with wide open eyes and mouths, looking manic as they try to find purchase on the slippery floor. Thankfully, their humans are always there to provide a softish bumper!
I watched today as Zack waltzed happily up to my sister before realising that he was not going to stop in time as he slid toward some potted plants. His predicament inspired this post and I sat chuckling at the computer whilst typing this. Luckily for him, Sis grabbed hold of his collar before he could collide into the plants. And his reward for this aborted skating show? A cinnamon roll – one of his favourite treats!
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