Playing With Dogs

Lil had to play stick

Having found a spot over their heads

They weren't sure how to cross.

Bonnie tried to clear it

but

She could never make it across with a jump.

The water normally is clear.

Doesn't take long for a pack to stir up the sand.

The pack looked for squirrels

and underground monsters.

They will rest well tonight.

The Pack

playing with sticks and each other

 Gathering around Hubby for some love.  Maggie is his Border Collie with Bonnie and Ki-Anne.

Ki-Anne and Bonnie...I believe Bonnie is gonna to outweigh her soon.

Everyone loved the sunshine.

Lil patiently waits for the stick to be thrown.

What Is It?

Smells like a snake.

What do you think?

Yep, smells like a snake

but it's empty.

You get it.

I'm not getting it.

Are you crazy??

And Ki-Anne runs in and steals the snake skin.

Like Mother, Like Son

Just watching.

Awww Mondays

Rhabdomancy...

Witching is a fascinating art.  Something I've witnessed proven over and over mostly in finding water but also in finding pretty much anything. 

I have read a few books since July 2011 when I witched for a cave.  I marked the spot.  Recently I returned.  My stick remained and the hole was larger.  Of course I did not return prepared, I just stopped in Fern Gully when I was on my way to another project.  Just me and dogs, no tools and other work to do.

Lil still swollen from killing a copperhead (Good Dog!) the night before started digging.  Now this is not a varmint tunnel.  This was one spot of two I witched in Fern Gully when I was cave hunting. 

After pointing Lil at the small opening she begins to dig.

When digging is involved Ki-Anne and Junior always join in.  I notice this is solid dirt they are digging.  Lil is pulling live tree roots out.  I have nothing with me to help dig and I am kicking myself.  I find a machete in the back of the Ranger and chop vines and briers out of the way.  I even misuse the machete a little and cut some roots and remove some dirt. This was going to be a special project and I had side-tracked to essentials instead of following my dream of finding a cave.  Of course I had excuses this past summer was too hot and too dry to dig anything.

As I leave Lil is as hesitant to abandon her project as I am.  Another day, maybe when we have the proper tools we will return.  I hope.  It's been almost a year and a half since I first witched this spot.  Calling Lil away so she can cool in the creek I'm hoping it's not another year before I return to this spot.

Sometimes You Bend, Sometimes You Break...

Saturday Centus prompt by Jenny Matlock  

Every week Ms Jenny gives us a writing prompt.  The rules are the same only the prompt changes. 

PROMPT: "Sometimes you bend. Sometimes you break."
WORD COUNT - Not to exceed 106 (including the prompt)
STYLE OF WRITING - Any
PICTURES - Any Additional

Once upon an autumn day

Harry Tarantula came to play

Border Collie noticed the arrival

Didn’t consider it a threat to survival

As he reared to scare her away

Lil turned another way

The lesser experienced arrived on the scene

Had a discussion and thought Harry was mean

Lil tried to convince them to just stay away

But it’s a danger, Lil said, “No way”!

They jumped back with fear

While Lil just watched with upright ears

Her job was to train the upcoming team

"You need to assess what’s good and what’s mean.

Sometimes you bend, sometimes you break

Important thing is don’t make mistakes."



A Tale of Tails...

and of happy endings.

Many of you have patiently read of my obsession with my hot pepper, Ki-Anne.  You've heard my confession of neglect and how the pups came to be.  You have followed Junior's exploits and watched them both grow into fine farm dogs.

Today I received an email from one of the young ladies who took a puppy from Ki's litter.  She chose a male dog who had a full length tail.   All puppies were born with varying lengths of tail.

Meet Neeko.

Full of energy!

Can sit, lie down, play dead and shake hands.

I think he has his mother's ears...

and her energy.

Neeko's adoptive parents are very pleased.

And that's the happy ending.

DNA...

Ki's pup has a longer natural bob tail

but he shows her color under the black.

Also like his mom, Junior is rarely still.

This was after a fishing trip so he was exhausted.

Like Ki, he enjoys high places

so he can view the world.

Junior has inherited his mama's ears.

Nature or nurture?  The age long question.

DNA...Do Not Ask.

The Newest Member

is ever vigilant

always alert

much like his mom

rarely poses for photos

Yep, I say he has Ki's genes

but his natural bob tail is longer.