So tonight at dinner, Mitzi starts barking at the windows like crazy. She never barks, but tonight she would not stop. So eventually we let her onto the back porch, a nice contained porch about 5 feet above the ground. She trotted outside and went to the far edge, not saying a word. Bob went with her and saw a big deer “Old One Horn” right beside the door and the porch. One horn because this fine male deer only has one antler with about 5 or 6 prongs on it. The other side of his head has nothing. And Mitzi walked right by this deer. My dad’s opinion is that she saw the deer and decided it was big, scary and that the best action was to walk right by the deer never noticing it existed. So did Mitzi bag a deer or not. I say yes, Bob says no.
Mitzi is a saint compared to Elly who spent the night in disgrace. Two big offenses. First she burned her tail. Elly is a lazy beast, she wants to ride in the mule cart. Not run along side the cart like most dogs. So Liz obliged her by taking the dog on a joy ride. But Elly, the swift brain that she is, managed to burn her tail on the exhaust manifold. Didn’t actually burn skin, but now has lost most of her tail feathers and presents a sorry excuse for a retriever dog tail. Bob thinks we are lucky, tail work is expensive. I don’t even want to think about vet bills for a burned tail. But she did enjoy the ride — see the photo of the Lewis Girls joy riding. Thank you Bob for sharing your photo.
After the burnt tail crisis, we are over at my mom’s house preparing dinner when suddenly we notice everything is quiet. Elly had helped herself to a large serving of dessert. There were sweets all over the floor. Instant disgrace and banishment to the small cabin. Not a happy dog. Not a happy lord and master contemplating the effect of large dessert helping on his dogs digestive system. We will see how well massive sugar infusions suit Elly tonight and tomorrow. And since it is now raining, Elly is definitely Bob’s dog. And don’t feel bad about Elly spending lots of time in banishment, we let her back into my mom’s house after a short while. Only this time, she came on a leash. And for Elly, being leashed in the house is the ultimate punishment. But she deserved it.
Yesterday Liz arrived for a short 2 day visit from Albuquerque. She planned it so well that she didn’t even bring any textbooks or her computer. I’m the technology challenged person bring a full charging center, a computer, an ipad, 2 ipods, a large storage disk, and a set of RGB electronic LEDs. In contrast, Liz brought an NOOK for reading and that’s it. How does this fit with dog stories. Well it was obvious when we got home from the airport that both dogs recognized Liz and were excited. They were pleased to see her. They didn’t even say hello to me. Elly even ran into the cottage to see Liz and she hates coming inside.
This morning, I let the dogs outside. Elly did her usual “its wonderful cold weather” dance, sliding on her belly over the ice on the lawn. You can see her proudly standing outside surveying the domain. She likes snow, ice, and mud. I hate a dog that rolls in the mud. And yes, she did get bathed yesterday after rolling in the mud. Today we stayed away from those locations.
In contrast, Mitzi did go out into the ice covered grass. It was necessary, she needed the relief. But she didn’t linger outside and was happy to come inside, especially with Liz as an added attraction.
Those dogs are having a great doggy adventure. It has been lots of fun watching them enjoy a farm. No leashes except when in trouble. Lots of great smells. Mitzi was really excited when we walked through the spot in the meadow where deer had been sleeping. Tomorrow will be another day for them to explore. Tonight, they are both sleeping soundly.