It was time to get some work done on his kennel. Imagine, his home is 28 years old !! Sturdy and spacious, it has withstood the years and the elements of sun and rain. The only signs of aging were a couple of planks and rusting metal frame.
In fact Robbie 'inherited ' this home. The previous owners were our Alsatians, Czarina and Ninja. Suzie, our daschund didn't sleep in one. The kennel also has travelled from suburb to suburb with our moving.
He got all excited when he saw the men tearing down his house. We had to let him loose. But he didn't seem to mind the noise of the drill nor the sparks flying from the welding gun.The old green coat was soon covered with timber colour. Old planks were replaced with some hardwood again. Made to last! And the legs of metal frame on which the kennel sits were lowered.
You see, Robbie is getting on. Yup, he'll be 10 on 23 Sept. Hang on! Do I hear you say , 'Are you kidding me?' He looks bright and sparkly.
Well, I have to admit he's ' a handsome boy!' Auntie May always pays him this compliment. Add to this, she gave me a book on one of my birthdays. Guess what? Marley and Me, of course!!
Only problem is his legs aren't so steady. So, Robbie boy, we're making it easier for you to get in and out of the kennel by lowering the frame.
Robbie's real name is Deep Purple and was whelped down south in Johore. He found his way into our home by accident, meaning we adopted him from a lovely couple. Not that they love Robbie less. Robbie's 'parents' had to move into condo living and hearing that our Ninja had passed away, Robbie had a home ready for him.
My husband fell in love with Robbie the minute he set sight on him. What can one say ? As a kid, he had goldfish, birds and dogs for pets. Robbie soon became and still is, the darling of our children.
Other dog owners on their evening walks with their pets pop by to give him a friendly rub or two at the gate. Robbie, of course, laps it up and stays quiet. A little boy used to call out his name . He waited for Robbie to appear before he was satisfied. That evening, when the rain came, Robbie got into his almost brand new abode.
Woof! Woof! Wag tail , Home!