Other than my ‘what’s in it’ here on megan’s head I haven’t written much about the Taiwanese refugees Bayla and Gally, who are my (and Big Friendly’s) big loves. Bayla, the Collie x has been part of my life for almost eight years and Gally the Labby x for six. I love these dogs. They are total personalities and give us mountains of joy and hours of amusement.
Bayla, the black dog, is neurotic and complicated. She is terrified of fireworks and thunder, the hosepipe, hates plastic bags and is completely traumatised by kites, but she adores motor bikes, garbage trucks and beetles. She guilt trips me, blackmails me and refuses to eat when she is in a sulk, making me feel terrible and like a bad mother. She has weak back legs (from an abscess she had when living on a dump in Taiwan as a puppy) and jumping into the back of Big Friendly’s bakkie is a daily challenge and saga. Yet she is playful and coy and loves all other dogs, especially big scary ones.
Gally is white and gorgeous. She is uncomplicated and kind and full of love. She needs affection after supper and can go into a bit of a trance from head massages. When she walks her hips sway. On the beach she will find a piece of something and take it far away to bury it, digging the hole with her paws but covering it with her nose. She doesn’t enjoy public displays of affection. It was Gally who stamped her approval of Big Friendly on his knee when we first met by putting her paw firmly on it. That was the beginning of a huge love story, between me and Big Friendly and between Big Friendly and Gally. Gally is scared of big dogs, loves Jack Russell types and when she gets scared or intimidated she hits other dogs on the tops of their heads with her strong front paws.
We walk the girls every morning, come rain or shine. Bayla is always impatient to leave because she bounces up in the morning ready to rock ‘n roll. Gally takes her time in the morning, staying in bed and easing into the day.
Neither dog is interested in fetching balls. Bayla will play soccer with a ball for two minutes, but only in the house. She has a soft toy frog that she loves and nibbles him very gently, never breaking the fabric. Gally doesn’t get it at all. Which is why today on the field the two of them were totally hilarious. Bayla found a bit of a sprinkler system and showered, played in and chewed at the water, having the best time ever. Then Gally found a small stick! Bayla somehow got the stick from Gally and ran around with it in her mouth like a cigar! Then Gally got the stick back, ran around with it, lay down on it and rolled on it. Oh the fun! Back home, they are lolling around in the passage. Tired and happy.