Mr. Zeb the farm Borzoi
Posted: Tuesday, 13 February 2007 |
We adopted Zeb while on our honeymoon in August. We found him at the SSPCA in Inverness and spirited him away to the farm. He now lives on about 300 acres of prime cat-chasing land and will live out his life being loved. He's about 7 years old and comes from Glasgow - so he's loving rural life!!
Here are some photos of Zeb:
Here is Zeb taking his first look at Orkney as we head back to the farm from the ferry. He enjoyed the ferry so much he peed all over himself and was having a mental breakdown when we fetched him from the ferry kennel. We'll never take him on a boat again!!!!
King Tut was not impressed with the new arrival. He still isn't. As a matter of fact all 14 farm cats think that Erlend and I are the spawn of Satan ever since we brought Zeb home.
Erlend shows Zeb how much fun he'll have living wild and free without being in a cage or on a leash most of the time! I can't play with Zeb - for some reason he gets really rough with me and plows into me. Erlend clocked Zeb at 45+ miles per hour so it is not fun getting plowed over by Zeb!!
Zeb's whole goal in life is to eat the cats. Here is Brodgar giving Zeb the evil eye while I am telling him, "Don't even THINK about it!" Erlend created a safe zone in the tied byre so the cats can rest peacefully while Zeb sits below their straw-filled perch and drools.
Our first Christmas was celebrated with even Zeb getting a gift!
Zeb is a bit weird - which means he fits in just fine around here!!
Here are some photos of Zeb:
Here is Zeb taking his first look at Orkney as we head back to the farm from the ferry. He enjoyed the ferry so much he peed all over himself and was having a mental breakdown when we fetched him from the ferry kennel. We'll never take him on a boat again!!!!
King Tut was not impressed with the new arrival. He still isn't. As a matter of fact all 14 farm cats think that Erlend and I are the spawn of Satan ever since we brought Zeb home.
Erlend shows Zeb how much fun he'll have living wild and free without being in a cage or on a leash most of the time! I can't play with Zeb - for some reason he gets really rough with me and plows into me. Erlend clocked Zeb at 45+ miles per hour so it is not fun getting plowed over by Zeb!!
Zeb's whole goal in life is to eat the cats. Here is Brodgar giving Zeb the evil eye while I am telling him, "Don't even THINK about it!" Erlend created a safe zone in the tied byre so the cats can rest peacefully while Zeb sits below their straw-filled perch and drools.
Our first Christmas was celebrated with even Zeb getting a gift!
Zeb is a bit weird - which means he fits in just fine around here!!
Comments
*shudder* mjc and Tws are just so going to crow when they see this. Drat 'em. I just thought it was an odd sort of part-collie! I'm staying under this duvet until we move to another blog.
Flying Cat from under a duvet
Well done for bailing out Zeb from doggy jail. A dog is for life and a friend for life when treated properly. Well done moo moo
Getoffthe from Thewhitesettlers croft
luv the mutt,but 14 cats? i thought i was bad with 5!!
carol from france
What a fab life you all have up there,I absolutely love Scotland and would give my right arm to live up in the Highlands,lovely pics.
anna from Chester
Zeb *is* a part-collie! He's a Borzoi/Border Collie mutt! All 14 farm cats earn their keep by widdling the rat population down to safe numbers. (They like to chow our barley!!) Zeb has been an uber blessing to us. He's really lit the place up with is silly antics and his lovely doggy devotion. With cats, dog, sheep and cattle we are all set!! (Now we need some kids...what's holding up the stork??)
Michellechoza from Basking in the rare sunshine
totally agree with getofthe, got my mutt-"oor wilie"" from the dog jail as well and he is the most lovable and gentle dog i have ever seen-normally dogs terrify me but i just fell in love with him hubby almost left home but was soon under his spell
carol from france
Part-collie means Eff Cee is part right, 50% in fact which is a moment worth treasuring! I'm sorry I can't help you with the stork bit, but that sort of thing is outwith my experience due to a procedure by the v.e.t.
Flying Cat from a knitting bee
It is nice to hear are doing what enjoy and doing us a big favour by killing rats
Paul Egbunike from London
So...I traded my quiet cabin in the Alaskan woods for the howling winds of Orkney and life on a farm. 
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