About Me - Mrs Lady Wombat
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When I was a little kid I lived in Canada. It is a great country, but winters are LONG and COLD! I moved to New Zealand when I finished high school. There I went to Teachers' College and worked in schools in the North Island for a few years. Then I came to the land of Oz and changed career direction and went into nursing. For the last seven or eight years before leaving paid employment I combined teaching and nursing as a nurse educator. I can remember my dad telling me I would remember childhood as the best years of my life... WRONG! At the turn of the 21st century I met my ‘silly old b...r’ Whoops! I meant to say the wonderful man, Michael Gane, who became my husband. NOW I really am enjoying the best days of my life!!!! Throughout my life I have always lived in beautiful places, close to natural bushland. I love bush walking and exploring new places. With me I take my trusty camera, and on those explores [if dogs are allowed] Chewy comes too. To explain about wombats? Wombats are individuals. Wombats cannot be tamed. If a wombat wants you for a friend, the wombat will choose [not vice versa]. Wombats are intelligent [at least compared to other marsupials]. People think of wombats as obstinate and destructive. In actual fact they are purpose driven and never give up. There are three species of wombats in Australia: common wombats, [and I'm not common]; hairy-nosed wombats of northern and southern varieties [and I do not have a hairy nose] and lady wombats of which I am the only extant example. Reading is so much FUN, but so many kids miss out on this fun because they find reading really hard work. One thing I love to do is to help kids decode these black squiggles on paper. So many books for kids are BORING. What could I do? I enlisted the help of my special friend [and alter ego], the third member of the Gane pace—Chewbacca the Great Gane—and together we started to correct this drastic situation. Life is never boring when Chewy is around. |
About Chewy - the Great Gane
Chewy is the No.1 Canine, and best doggy-woggy in the whole world. His adopted mother's decision about this is final. No correspondence will be entered into. His birth mother was a real bitch. That is not a rude word when talking about dogs.
He was rescued from the pound, just like Han Solo rescued his Wookie from a dreadful fate.
While he now has several years on the clock, he still thinks he's a puppy. He goes bananas when the lead is removed from the basket and an exploration is immanent. Chewy is addicted to treats, both human treats and doggy treats, and only eats kibble if he is starving. He assures me that he doesn't lie on the bed or other places that he knows are forbidden, but strangely pillows and blankets get mysteriously messed up. He enjoys gardening, most especially the digging part. But he also needs to taste test the quality of grass and dirt on a regular basis.
Chewy is a very prayerful dog, sitting quietly beside his mummy or on her lap during prayer and meditation time - although there are suspicions he could be doggy-napping instead. For TV watching he likes to join dad on the lounge.
His main job at home is to ensure that his mummy gets daily exercise, and guarding the house and yard from cats, dogs, rats, elephants and kangaroos (aka big bouncing rats). He enjoys meeting 'people puppies' and everyone who misses their own dog.
According to Chewy there are two kinds of dogs, people dogs and real dogs. Real dogs are superior to people dogs because they have twice as many legs and a tail. Real dogs only accept underdog status in a blended pack because they are given comfortable accommodation, food, treats, games and affection.
He was rescued from the pound, just like Han Solo rescued his Wookie from a dreadful fate.
While he now has several years on the clock, he still thinks he's a puppy. He goes bananas when the lead is removed from the basket and an exploration is immanent. Chewy is addicted to treats, both human treats and doggy treats, and only eats kibble if he is starving. He assures me that he doesn't lie on the bed or other places that he knows are forbidden, but strangely pillows and blankets get mysteriously messed up. He enjoys gardening, most especially the digging part. But he also needs to taste test the quality of grass and dirt on a regular basis.
Chewy is a very prayerful dog, sitting quietly beside his mummy or on her lap during prayer and meditation time - although there are suspicions he could be doggy-napping instead. For TV watching he likes to join dad on the lounge.
His main job at home is to ensure that his mummy gets daily exercise, and guarding the house and yard from cats, dogs, rats, elephants and kangaroos (aka big bouncing rats). He enjoys meeting 'people puppies' and everyone who misses their own dog.
According to Chewy there are two kinds of dogs, people dogs and real dogs. Real dogs are superior to people dogs because they have twice as many legs and a tail. Real dogs only accept underdog status in a blended pack because they are given comfortable accommodation, food, treats, games and affection.