Tuesday

Lassie, Go Get Help, Timmy fell in the Well


Well, here I was,  going out to the shed to check on the tractor to make sure everything was OK, getting it ready to grade the roads because the snow was coming in.  The snow had just started, and there was about a quarter of an inch on the ground when I just rounded the corner going into the house.  As I hit the wood deck, my feet flew out from under me, going straight up, like a Fourth of July rocket.  Knowing I was going down, I started screaming like a girl.  No one was around to hear my girlish screams because Elaine was at church with the children's choir, so the only attention I drew, were from the dogs.  They were all out, just looking for something to do, and were raring to go and play. 

When I came to, Abbie was eagerly licking my face and was standing on my chest with one foot on each side of my neck.  She had licked the first layer of skin off and was starting to clean my tonsils and nose canals.  Shepp was pulling at my shoe trying to get it off, I'm sure he wanted to chew on something, and no one was saying "No," so it was fair game.  Dutchess was standing at my head with a Frisbee in her mouth, and her head cocked to one side, just not understanding any of this, as I usually will play with her.  Meg was spooning me, she is an excellent bed buddy, and she likes to sleep at my side, but I guess I'm lucky that Chancy didn't see me as a threat, as he would have marked his territory.  Molly was sitting by the door wanting me to hurry up and open the door for her, SHE wanted to go in the house, and she wanted to go in Now, after all, it was snowing, and she doesn't like to get wet.

After it was all said and done, I picked myself up, brushed off what little snow was still on me, rubbed the bump on my head, wiped off the dog spittle and put my shoe back on and went on as if nothing had happened.

I guess if there was any consolation, it's knowing that the dog didn't drag me to the well and throw me in....

Dutchess the "Party Girl"

Oh My God, where to start.  When I think of Dutchess, I think of pure action, pure play, pure wiggle and twist, pure joy and pure pain in the ass (at times).  Dutchess came to us when she was two years old.  We were selling a litter that was advertised in the paper.  A lady called and ask "Do you want a Border Collie?"  I thought she was confused and said I'm sorry were trying to sell puppies, not collect them, and she told me the story.  I talked to Elaine, and we wanted a little more info.  When It was all said and done, Dutchess came from the same breeder that Molly had come from.  In fact, they are half sisters and are only two weeks apart in age.  Same Father, different Mothers.  Knowing what a treasure Molly was, we took her. 


She has certainly taken to us as much as we have taken to her.  Her forte is "Frisbee," and she loves it and will play every minute of the day.  She also loves "Water," "Food" and any action in a big way,   She looks for the thing that can substitute for a Frisbee such as a plastic lid, my brimmed hat or anything round.  Dutchess loves food as much as she loves her Frisbee.

 She is a counter surfer and will walk herself up and down the counter looking for crumbs or anything that is even remotely eatable, the problem, she usually finds something.  She loves you with all her heart.   She does something I have never seen any other dog do.  She will run to you and start to jump, and in mid-air turn around and then back into you, pushing herself into you, still on her back legs and will lick your face by raising her head backward.  She is just pure love and loves to show it.  When I go for long walks with all the dogs, and they are all running in the woods, she will always come back just to check on me and get a hug.

She is a great Mother, but would rather be playing...  Dutchess is one of those dogs that has that "look," she can melt your heart or make a statement.  The one thing she does and does well is move.  She is always ready for action.  She is a problem solver and will stare at something and then make a plan and will usually carry it out.  She has even figured out how to open the back door and will come in the house when she wants....


Once during a planned "encounter" with Clancy, she had a Frisbee in her mouth the whole time.  I will say, Clancy was not as interested in playing after the fact as Dutchess was and in fact, he went to sleep...

Sunday

More Snow

Well it started snowing this afternoon about 1 pm.  The kids (dogs) needed some  exercise, so I thought I would take them for some fun in the snow again.  They wanted to go outside and play, but Abbie and Meg had torn paw pads from the last sub-zero weather and I have dog booties so they begged me to get them so they could go outside.  Well it’s like getting kids ready for school, they run to the door and then back to the bed to get their booties and then back to the door.  After much back and forth running and barking, I finally got them on.

Dutchess wanted to wear her new Camo jacket too.  She would not hold still to get it on, for fear someone would get to go outside before her, again after much back and forth, I finally got it on and off we went.
They ran and ran and kicked their heels up.  The best part was running and sliding on the frozen lake.  Even Molly got in on the action.  Clancy and Dutchess are the best at it and they can slide forever.  Shepp was a little scared, but what you expect from the kid, he’ll learn soon.

All I need is a Big Red "S" on my Chest
After much needed play, everyone, no, let me restate that, Dad was tired and cold and wanted to get back to the house and get my Almond Sunset, that I know was waiting for me.  The kids are still outside trying to get a cardboard box for the hills.  We’ll see…..

Saturday

Snow Day = Play Day

December 4, 2010
We were only supposed to get about 1 1/2 inches, and I knew the dog were watching the weather and they would be disappointed.  Well,  the snow gods prevailed and voom ....  8 inches the next morning.  They just could not wait,  come on dad.... leeeeets go...Please...... Hurry.  So off we went.  It was a beautiful snow, just wet enough to stick to everything, so I grabbed my camera, not the Frisbee to much of their disappointment and off we went.  When we started walking, all the sad puppy dog faces soon disappeared, and fun was had by all.  They got to run, bark, run, play "catch me if you can" and did I say run?.  Abbie even jumped in the lake, she was so excited, she didn't care.  Clancy got enough herding to move hundreds of sheep for weeks.  Dutchess couldn't understand why I wouldn't throw my brimmed hat.  It certainly looked like a Frisbee.  Meg and Abbie would run like there was no tomorrow, and I'm sure to them, there was not.  Shepp is starting to come into his own.  He is quite a handsome little man, and I say, little man, because as he grows up, Clancy is starting to let him know where he fits into the pack, in a loving way, for now.  Molly was content walking with me as I snapped the shots and peacefully move through the forest.  When I would stop, she would sit next to me and reach up with her head and touch my hand wanting a pet, which she got...   Life is Grand
Meg

You sure that hat won't come off?
I'm prancing now
I know there here somewhere

Ain't I Cute

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Clancy and Molly

Fear not kids, this is only the first of December, there will be many Snow days and Play days ahead.  Dad
Ruby
She was the little girl of Dutchess and Clancy and was born during the summer. She was only 4 months old when she passed away. I know she went to a very loving home because I had met with, and talked to her parents many times before they took her home. I remember everyone was excited and when they pulled away, Ruby was looking out the window at us wagging her tail. I also remember how excited she was to go to her new house, little did I know that would be the last time I would see her.

I received a call the day before Thanksgiving about her, and how sick she was and everyone was crying, and I said a prayer for her, hoping she would be spared, but it was not to be. She passed away on Thanksgiving Day.  I would have loved to have been with her rubbing her little face and being with her as she passed, just to let her know she was loved and not alone. It does break my heart because her owners decided not to keep her updated on her vaccines and she died of Parvo and was isolated.

Ruby's death has hit me pretty hard. She was the first Border Collie we have lost other than Midnight who was only two days old. She was a wonderful little girl who had lots of jumping and running yet to do. I will miss you, and I'm sure that your owners will too, but remember to wait for us at the Bridge.

I really do love them all so much and will always feel they will be part of us. When we do have one of our pups or adult dog come back to visit or board, they always go to the shed, which was their first home, just like they always did. I have always hoped that when my time comes, God in his wisdom, knowing my heart would allow me to sit in a big field on a beautiful day just outside heaven.  All my dogs and all the pups that we have had would run to me from all directions, jumping on me and licking my face and we would roll on the ground and play, and then we would all go in together. This would be my heaven.  Ken