Welcome to my World
The Life of Daisy

That's me!
All of eleven years!

Hallo and welcome to my web page describing my life. I was born on 13th August 2013, and came to my present home via the Kennel Club of the U.K.. I was born to a large family of six whelps and had the good fortune to be chosen by my present very caring owners.

I come from an illustrious family of Dachshunds. See Dachshund in Encyclopedia Britannica or Dachshund in Wikipedia. I am proud to say that both my grandmother and my mother achieved renown by appearing in the annual reference bible of the canine show world, "Our Dogs Annuals" no less, where the competition with other dog breeds for publicity is immense.

What has made Dachshunds so famous in history? Well, as the German name implies, my ancestors were bred for hunting badgers, my "sausage" build being ideal for entering badger setts. Badger fur is very soft, and so was prized for a number of applications, including, would you believe, shaving brushes to apply the shaving cream. This was before the electric and battery-powered offerings of Phillips, Braun, Remington and Panasonic, and probably quite a few more, began to the enter the market for today's busy and fast-moving world. Traditional shaving just took too long!

Daisy's TIP: My page is best viewed on a PC. This avoids distortion of font sizes!

When I was Young

These pictures will give you a reasonably good idea of what I looked like in my first few months on this earth. A bundle of "puppy fur"! However, I was destined to keep my elegant dark brown coat! And, I still like to tilt my head!

I was born to a litter of two,
which is unusual since Dachshunds typically have six offspring per litter.

I am at the right of the picture.
You can see my life-long characteristic:
while I have mainly dark brown fur,
there's a slight light-brown band above my nose.

My sister, on the left of the picture is Lola.
I'm not sure where she went to eventually!
As you see, our faces both have very similar markings.
I have a slight light-brown band above my nose.




This is me, only a few weeks old, but already starting to find my feet.
It's as if I had come out of the dark unknown into the light of day!
Even today, I like to tilt my head. It gives me an inquisitive look!




My lifelong colleague is Dolly, who at the time had already grown much taller than me.
She is, after all, one and a half years older than I am,
and we Dachshunds grow up very quickly!

Children!

After about 2½ years I became the proud mother of five whelps, of which four survived. One would stay with me and three would go to other caring households. My children were initially named after characters from Shakespeare, indicating the cultural interests of the humans in our household.

My children were:

1. Montague - a red boy.
2. Othello - a black and tan boy.
3. Ophelia - a red girl. She became Effie and lives with me.
4. Portia - a black and tan girl. She went to the mother of a friend of my owner and became Teazle.
5. Ariel † - Sadly died very shortly after birth due to an unforeseen medical complication.

Our New Community

With the birth of my children, our new doggie community expanded. Effie, my daughter, stayed with me, and enjoys life. There were then four of us in our permanent community.

• Dolly. First, was Dolly, the oldest and longest serving in our community; she was here even before I was born. Unlike me and my daughter Effie, Dolly is a chobby. Dolly still manages to keep going with seven teeth, even though she has lost 31! She is also hard of hearing. However, she has an air of quiet dignity associated with her advanced years. She knows that she must set an example of good behaviour to her canine companions!
• Yours Truely. Then, it was I.
• Effie. Then came my daughter, Effie. She was originally named after the Shakespearian character Ophelia. It's interesting how some of us Dachshunds have dark brown fur, and some, like my daughter, have light brown fur. One of my sons took after me with his dark brown fur.
• Chester. Then Chester, a Golden Retriever, came to add a strong presence; well, his bark was an audible force to be reckoned with, compared to our relatively modest doggie language. In the years to come, Chester, came to tower above everyone else. We sometimes call Chester "Chechache", which sounds Italian, but actually derives from "Cheerful Charlie Chester", a popular comedian, who was always cheerful. In fact, Chester was originally called Montague (Monty) after Lord Montague, father of Romeo in Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet".

To resolve any possible confusion, here is a table of "Who's Who" in my world. The table relates to 1st August 2024, a few days before my actual 11th birthday, and quite a way beyond the time of Effie's birth, but more or less the time when my web page came into being. The ages are to the nearest half year. You can also see when we were born (in UK date format: dd/mm/yyyy).

So Chechache is the youngest - and surrounded by all us ladies! By the way, you can calculate our actual ages with respect to today's date, by clicking on this link, (which uses USA date format, mm/dd/yyyy). Although Chechache is the youngest, I'll let you into a secret: Dolly, who is the oldest, still manages to snore more loudly than Chechache! (The roar of the snore in November 2024. Sounds like poetry - the phrase, that is. Not the snore.). Don't tell anyone!

Here you see three of us enjoying a nice snug get-together. A good omen for the harmony in our canine community!

Three of us "on a platter", taken almost three years after Effie's birth.
Yours Truly, Effie and the young and dashing Chechache.
Chechache is quiet for this photographic occasion, but otherwise is already
enjoying his bark! His mission in life is to be a guard dog!

Two Dachshunds and a Retriever, but not a bark!
For this, indeed, is no ordinary lark!
We are all in anticipation, of fame and celebration!
Why? We are having our picture taken!

Marriage was also the occasion when I became aware of my ancestory. Here you see four generations of my family, seen when I was about 4½, and Effie about 1½ and starting to learn about her world. My mother sadly died when she was 16, but that's a very good age for a Dachshund; I hope to enjoy longevity - at least Dachshund style! Of course, as you can see, my Grandmother was truely a grand lady, even if a tad hirsute!

From left to right you can see my daughter Effie (positioned shyly in the background),
my mother, my grandmother Livia, and Yours Truely.




And here, I proudly present part of my family tree!

Serious Times

Having the body length and shape that made my ancestors suitable for hunting Badgers, meant that, in comparison with other breeds, my backbone and legs were particularly prone to injury.

It so happened that when I was six, I came to grief after jumping down steps - jumping seemed to be a natural activity for dogs, but unfortunately not for me. There then followed a lengthy and costly operation to restore the three slipped disks of my backbone. (See: intervertebral-disk-disease). Also, my feet and naturally short legs required medical attention.

Thankfully, my owners were able to fund the tricky operation and medical procedures. As a result, I have been living to enjoy more years of my life.

Happy Times

My medical care yielded good results, with happy years to follow! Here you see some of the activities of me and my companions. Often, as you see, our mission is mischief!

Indeed, we are a happy canine community with a large lawn on which to relax and stretch our paws. Early mornings and late at night, Chechache is also taken for extended walks in the unknown (to us little-uns) wider world outside.

Of course, there are still the occasional check up visits to the vet, but that is all for the good. Indeed, at the time of writing (September 2024) I'm due for a visit to the vet, to have my teeth seen to! However, some things can be seen to at home. For example, to keep our paws and claws in peak condition, we three little-uns also have pedicure every few weeks. Humans speak in terms of manicure and pedicure, but our front paws are also our front feet! Sometimes, dual purpose!

Life indoors can be full of fun. There are plenty of opportunities to rest and play. In winter, we can warm our paws indoors after a busy day outside.

Hey Effie! What are you up to?
I'm not quite that tasty!




These young-uns get tired so quickly nowadays.
I can't take Effie anywhere!

However, our garden is an important part of our world, especially in warmer and drier weather. A nice lawn on which to roll and gambol ... and get up to mischief.

I'm in charge in this garden!




I've been through a hedge backwards, and all I could pick up was this little leaf!




Humans should not stick their tongues out at other people.
But in the doggie world we use our tongues to keep cool!
And, was it hot today!




Ah! Visitors are here. I wonder what they are eating!

Of course, I should not forget everyone else, and here you have a picture in which I do not appear! Yes, such pictures exist! The next picture shows Dolly and Effie. Despite their age difference of 4½ human years (or almost 20 Dachshund years), they appear to have formed a special kinship and are often seen together.

Two of my companions.
Dolly (age 12½) on the left, with one front paw raised.
Effie - my daughter (age 8½) - on the right.

Of interest, is that Dolly only has seven teeth left! However, with naturally hardened gums, she is still able to enjoy her daily food with her remaining teeth. Age eventually catches up with most of us canines, but Dolly, of course, is aging gracefully! Talking about teeth, we four are a sociable group. Even when younger, we certainly eschewed the mythical reputations of the Hound of the Baskervilles or even Beano's Gnasher with his awe-inspiring array of teeth! However, one of my heros from the broadcasting world is Dennis the Dachshund in Toytown, in which he has a wonderfully amiable - albeit mischievous - presence!

As you can see from the above pictures, my medical care yielded good results, with five relatively happy years to follow! And hopefully many more! If you would like to see my life with greater numerical precision, here is your opportunity. Just look at the "timescales" below!

It's MY webpage, so I am in dark red!!
By the way, ages are to the nearest year,
so, Dolly looks a tad younger then she actually is!
And, I'm sure you know who DO, DA, EF, CH are!
Of course, all the usual suspects!

When Visitors Come!

It's quite a tumultuous occasion when visitors come. We have a sort of reception committee. This is led by Chechache and we Dachshunds form a supporting cast. Cheerful barking is the order of the day! We couldn't find an image for Chechache, so, for our picture, we have made him into an honorary Dachshund!

Now who can it be outside?
All will be revealed very soon!

For us four on the inside, we couldn't find an image for Chechache.
But this is what an ordered reception could look like - Presidental Style!
In practice, it's more tumultuous.
Of course, it's the occasion to show off our barking prowess.
All to impress our visitor!

Hunting!

Did I give the impression that I and my companions have a life of "relentness" leisure and pleasure? Well, I have the most standard Dachshund traits of any of the others! I do like hunting and this helps to keep my surroundings free of undesirable creatures such as rats and mice and sometime larger creatures as well. (See, for example, Dachshunds-hunting-history.) In my hunting forays, I am often assisted by my daughter Effie.

Hunting by Night
Can be quite a sight!

I think, I am quite successful in my hunting exploits. However, if I become over enthusiastic in my hunting exploits, my owner has to intervene to dim the resultant commotion and untidyness associated with a successful catch!

My Eleventh Birthday!

This August I celebrated my eleventh birthday. As you saw when you first met me online at the top of my page, I was actually born on 13th August 2013, but it was thought to be a nice idea to bring my birthday celebrations forward to the first of the month. Eleven is indeed a respectable age for a canine! In human years, this would be SIXTY, so "The Dachshund Age Calculator" tells us!

Happy Birthday dear Daisy!

What does one give a dog that has reached the mature age of eleven? Dog bikkies deluxe of course! Oh, and a lovely meaty bone!

More Visits to my Vet

It looks as if it is never possible to avoid the vet completely. My teeth needed attention. Luckily my vet first diagnosed Lungworm just in time. A few weeks later came the 5th November. This year, the day was memorable, not only for the sometimes noisy annual Guy Fawkes celebration, but also for the US presidential election. And this was the very day for my teeth. I had 42 teeth, lost 34 teeth and now I had 8 teeth. It took some getting used to losing the dining accessories to which I had become accustomed over my lifetime. Still, better than Dolly, who started with 38 teeth, lost 31 teeth and was left with 7 teeth. However, both of us are almost toothless wonders.

Since Dolly and I are both Dachshunds, it is interesting to note that I originally had 42 teeth and Dolly 38. According to UK Dachshund, a Dachshund normally has 20 upper and 22 lower teeth to give a total of 42 teeth. Was poor Dolly originally dentally shortchanged? Still, that's a question for a rainy day!

My first meal after tooth extraction was a lovely meal of scrambled egg, plain pasta and crab (we canines don't need as much "five-a day" as humans). It was delicious, even with a reduced number of teeth!

I was then ready to proceed on "gum power", but, as a precaution, for the following week, my food was soaked with water in order to soften it. So far, indeed, it all worked out well, despite the understandable "pre-op" concerns. Triumph in adversity!

I think that after the operation on my backbone (for IDD), my friends might almost be inclined to call me the world's first toothless bionic dog! Well, almost toothless!

And then, there is the subject of nail clipping. Chechache does a fair amount of walking, so his nails seem to trim themselves. We Dachshunds used to get our nails clipped at home by our owner. It requires being held reasonably tightly to avoid any wriggle room. This was not our favourite experience. So, after my eleventh birthday, it was decided that our vet should do the honours. Nail Clipping is considered at a number of links, including the following.

Clipping_One  *  Clipping_Two  *  Clipping_Three

Nail clipping keeps our feet healthy and makes us look nice and spruce! So we can only approve!

Dolly's Thirteenth Birthday!

We were all very happy that in 2025, Dolly was able to celebrate her thirteenth birthday. This was especially so since she had an infection in November 2024, an infection which was finally dispatched, after some medication, at the end of January. Dolly, of course, is the oldest of us four canines, and her birthday was a tribute to her stamina, and to the loving care and companionship she received throughout her long (for a Dachshund) life.

At first, Dolly wondered what the fuss was all about!




But then, after some reflection, her lips widened into a smile!

As part of the celebrations, all of us canines had special delicious dog burgers, which are 100% natural beef, and of course, just the protein without spices! Yes, absolutely delicious!

Daisy goes Socializing!

On Sunday, March 2nd, 2025. we paid a courtesy visit to "Mother-in-Law", to celebrate Graham's sister's birthday. The Humans had Lasagne (meat and veggie), and we Canines also had something very nice. Now Mother-in-Law has three Retrievers and a Dachshund. Sister-in-Law (whose birthday was being celebrated), has two Retrievers and one, very young, Dachshund. So, it was quite a lovely and lively event, with lots of celebratory barking. After all, our total Canine presence amounted to SIX Retrievers AND FIVE Dachshunds!

Four of us - two of our heroes shown here - beamed in for the event!




Our canine hosts included Lily (Lillie).
Lily (Lillie) looks big for her age, but she is only 8 months old
- would you believe! She was adopted.
(Lily belongs to Sister-in-Law.)




Sorrell is perhaps overwhelmed by all this canine socializing.
She is only three months old!
(Sorrell belongs to Mother-in-Law.)





Another of our hosts was William, who is already 6 years old.
His sister, called Summer, is resting in the background.
(William belongs to Mother-in-Law.)
(Summer belongs to Sister-in-Law.)

So now you have an insight into where we are all from. If you still have questions, here is a nice table which should clarify things. It can all be explained very naturally! Oh, and some of us have even dared to say how old we are (age as at 2nd March 2025)!

Our relations and our ages (as of March 2nd 2025) are hereby tabulated!
(Ages? Daisy says, "Do take a look at Our Latest Canine Ages!!)





And here is Chester's Family Tree.
"Willow" is the Materfamilias of Chester's clan.
The numbers indicate years younger than Willow.



What a Bunch of Golden Retrievers!

Our Haircuts - Ready for the Spring.

Spring comes around on 20th March, so, it's a good time for our annual haircut - a sort of "spring clean". This year we had our respective haircuts on 21st March, which was close enough to the Vernal Equinox as far as we were concerned! Losing our winter coats takes a little getting used to, hence we all look rather serious just after the event! In a few days' time it's back to normal, but feeling much lighter as we head towards the Summer.

That's me! Ready for the Summer, but looking a tad thoughtful!
Yes, having a haircut is a serious business. It means, another year has passed!
Still, in readiness for the Summer, my coat, my ears, my very head, all look neat and tidy!
If you wish to see a picture of my former hirsute self, just click here.




That's Dolly.
Yes, she does look a bit different, shorn of her Winter locks!
She looks a tad "well endowed".
Shhh! Don't say anything like "Chubby Chobby"!
Still, she can rejoice, for her time for enjoying the garden, as the days lengthen, is nigh!




Now Effie is in a relaxingly reflective mode.
It was quite hectic at the haircutters, so, it's time for a rest!

Easter 2025

On Good Friday, April 19th, 2025, "Mother-in-Law" and Sorrell as well as "Sister-in-Law" and Lillie, came to see us to celebrate an Easter Barbeque (for the humans). So, once more, for us canines, lots of lively celebratory barking; it's what happens when FIVE Dachshunds and a Retriever get together. It was nice weather for a lovely social barking event.

Easter Saturday was a day of rest for us Dachshunds at number 22, and Easter Sunday was the day when Chechache assumed intellectual status at Downham Hall!

Easter Saturday: The Day After!
Effie and Dolly enjoy some relaxation!




Easter Sunday: The Day After The Day After!
Chechache assumes intellectual status at Downham Hall!

Almost the Longest Day

It was actually the day after the Longest Day in 2025. Time for another visit to Mother-in-Law! Lots of hounds and joyous barking! It was also the occasion for checking up on our table of birth days and our ages. Here is our group "record"!

That's Our "Club"!
All Eleven of us "four-pawed" bundles of fur and mischief!
(Ages? Daisy says, "Do take a look at Our Latest Canine Ages!!)

Chechache's Ninth

It was a lovely day. A fitting day for Chechache's Ninth Birthday. He soaked up the sunshine and enjoyed his special meaty birthday repast. A repast fit for a canine king!

Chechache is basking in the mid-summer sun.
The number nine balloon is adding to the fun!




And here is his feast, fit for a canine king.
It's the Chechache cake!
With a din din like this, we are already thinking of our birthdays!

It's My Twelfth Birthday !

And so to my TWELFTH birthday on 13th August! This was duly celebrated with a lovely balloon and a lovely beef dinner for us four hounds! A celebration to remember! Indeed, this time it was a special evening event, as if to say, shorter days with cosy winter evenings will be coming!

Here I am in thought. Have I really reached twelve whole years?




Yes! At least my festive balloon tells me it is true!




Some more quiet reflection on my momentous event.




Yes! Some more reflection.




However, here it looks as if I am doing a gentle "balloon header" ...




... before I seek further inspiration from the night time sky!

I'm sure that we are all agreed.
Twelve Dachshund years are a good age indeed!

My birthday gives new meanings to the time honoured descriptions of "Twelfth Night" and "The Glorious Twelfth", borrowed respectively, from Christmas tradition and from the "heather lands" of Scotland.

• Twelfth Night? My twelfth birthday was celebrated after nightfall!
• The Glorious Twelfth? Well, it is always a great occasion when a Dachshund reaches the grand age of twelve!

Autumn is Here

Autumn is here. Time for snuggling up together in a nice warm corner under a nice warm blanket. Let snoring commence!

Outside, the wind may howl and roar,
but, it's the winter warmth we do adore!
Even if Dolly just loves her snore,
for it's the winter warmth we do adore!

Portia is Here!

Autumn started with a surprise. We met up with Portia. Well, she got a new name fairly early in life, but to us she is still Portia - a Shakespearian influence! Now, she is also called Teazle. (See Lady Teazle and Fuller's Teazle. The plant may be spiky, but our Portia is quite mild-mannered! So the origins of Portia's new name are shrouded in some mystery.). Her markings were unmistakeable! Yes! That's our Portia of childhood days! She may look more serious now, but still very much enjoys life! Her owner adores and dotes on her, so she is in good hands! (The blue lead is purely for safety within the confines of the car.) She has certainly grown since her childhood days. But then, that's life!

Well! If it isn't our dear Portia!
Hasn't she grown!

Autumn Party

Sunday 28 September 2025. The last Sunday in September. The occasion for celebrating a number of things and, indeed, the oportunity for us canines to have a lovely "Woof-in". We were rushing around in great excitment everywhere, but some of the humans succeeded in getting our pictures taken. An interesting and challenging exercise!

The Smallest, Youngest and Lightest

Sorrell and Lily are the youngest and smallest in our group of eleven. They were born in November and May 2024 respectively. So, in a way, they are still finding their feet - or should I say "paws" - in our active canine community. They are still a bit shy, but learning how to be good and responsible canines in our community.

Sorrell "in miniature"



Lily "in miniature"



Sorrell and Lily - Grey and Red.
Sorrell a bit sleepy after all the exertion!



Sorrell and Lily - Grey and Red.
Sorrell has become wide-eyed but still looking thoughtful!

The Heavyweights

Skye and William may not be the oldest, but they are quite mature hounds, having been born in July 2016 and February 2019 respectively. With their bark they create a commanding presence - even though the Dachshunds do their best to try and "out-bark" them!

Skye in the Oval



William in the Oval

Congratulations Dolly!
☆☆ 5000 Days ☆☆

Dolly is the oldest of us eleven hounds. Older than all her colleagues! On 22nd October 2025 she reached the grand age of 5000 days! Now that's 13 years and 8 months! Well done Dolly!

We bid Willow farewell

It is with great sadness that we bid Willow farewell. She met her eternal rest on Monday, 3rd November 2025. She was becoming lame and as a result, very unhappy. She was the mother to Hazel, Skye and Chester. Born on 7th July 2013, she became the second oldest in our community of eleven. She was adopted when her owner's husband passed away, and so Willow had a special personal significance for her owner. Willow reached the grand age of 4502 days, or almost 12 years and 4 months.

Christmas 2025

Boxing Day and the Day After were highlights on the Canine Caledar. On Boxing Day, Chechache was taken to Southend to enjoy one of the beaches. Nice bit of exercise in the cold water. I, Daisy, stayed at home and marvelled at the activities of the humans. Not just wining and dining, but also some card games.

It's just gone 10pm, and the humans are still up!
What are they up to? Daisy investigates!

On the Day After, several of us canines got together for a Christmas Social. This included the youngest and oldest of us hounds, as if to tell the youngest of us what festive socializing is all about

Lily receives an affectionate embrace!




Sorrel is in pensive mode - almost asleep!




Dolly is being lifted to higher things!
A bit more to see from higher up!

So you can see, we canines also enjoyed our seasonal celebrations and social activites. It was winter outside, but nice and warm indoors!

Chechache's New Year Puzzle

Chechache has a puzzle for you dear readers, with which to start the New Year. On New Year's Day Chechache went down again to the beach at Southend! He has taken to swimming at the beach, as if to mark the New Year with some brisk doggie exercise! The water must have been very cold, (brrh, brrh brrh), but Chechache has "layers" to keep warm in the winter temperature!

Chechache just loves to frolic in the Estuary
with the salty sea foam swirling around his feet!




He seemingly can't get enough!

So what's the puzzle?

1. It looks as if the camera is pointing due south. However, maps show that the Southend sea-front curves slightly towards the north east.
2. It looks as if night were still present, but it was already 08:48am. The brightness of the sun made the camera think everything else in the picture was darker than it actually was. Hence, Chechache appears almost in silhouette and the wrinkles of the beach and the clouds are accentuated!
3. The sun was still in the ascendant in the sky, but looked higher. This was because the camera was slanted slightly downwards - to focus on Chechache - in a vertical plane.

Effie's Tenth Birthday!

Time moves on, and now it was my daughter, Effie's, turn to take to the limelight. It was more relaxed than Chechache's escapades on Southend beach. It was January weather outside, so birthday celebrations took place in comfortable surroundings, away from the wind and the rain.

It was 4 minutes past midnight.
My daughter, Effie, has just reached ten years of age!
Effie's mother, yours truly, is also here
to witness this significant event in a Dachshund's life!




Golden Birthday Girl!
Here is the "official" birthday picture of Effie,
taken after midday (13:07 to be exact).
She is looking very spruce and dapper!

Teeth

For eating, our doggy teeth are an important dining accessory. However, as canines, we can adapt if some of our adult teeth need to be removed. As you see, Dolly and I have learnt to live with less than 20% of our teeth left! As Dachshunds (D), we are amazingly adaptable! Effie also had her adult teeth seen to, and at the same time, had her claws trimmed under anaesthetic! Tooth removal? That's how it often goes with small-size dogs! Golden Retrievers (R) seem to be luckier and manage to retain their teeth! In deference to Beano's famous pet, our teeth are sometimes called "Gnashers", but we think we are much better behaved!!

Two post-op pictures of my daughter, "Effie the undeterred"! Effie is a grown-up girl now. She is over 10 years old - quite good for a Dachshund! The vet gave her red light therapy. (See for example: link1, link2, link3, and link4.) She has just had some of her faithful teeth (dining accessories) removed, but, as a consolation, had a nice bowl of warm chicken soup. Yum. Yum. In addition, with claws nicely trimmed (also under sedation), she is ready to go home. A small amount of soaked kibble will already be on the menu from Friday or Saturday! After another week and a bit of special care, her life should be back to normal.

Effie minus some teeth and shortened claws!
But with some nice chicken soup!
As you see, she is enjoying redlight therapy!



After all that, Effie is ready to go home!

My Future

Here's one of my reasonably recent pictures, taken on 6th November 2024! My picture frame may be silvern, but I'm on a golden carpet - a magic carpet that looks as if it will whisk me onwards to a bright and secure future!

My Frame is Silvern.
My Future Looks Golden!

To finish off my epistle, here is a little bit of self-praise. Why not? It dates to my 11th birthday, but will continue to ring as true as ever!

It's been eleven years
with quite a few tears,
but let us declare,
with hardly a grey hair,
Dazzling Daisy
still drives her fans crazy!

How Old are We All - NOW?

Birthdays make us all reflect on how we are progressing in our respective journeys through life. Here you can see our age table and the explanation underlying it.

• OUR AGES   given in days and also in years+months, as of NOW!


• EXPLANATION

Click on the Clock
Our ages to unlock!

ATTRIBUTIONS

All the pictures were taken by my owner,
except the pictures for the social event on 2nd March 2025 and my birthday on 13 August 2025;
The pictures for 2nd March 2025 were taken by the niece of mother-in-law.
The pictures for 13th August were taken - I believe - by the daughter of my owner.
For many pictures, however, there was some subsequent scaling, cropping and framing.
The Daisy (part of the section headers) was derived from Clip Art accompanying previous versions of MS® Office®