. . . to do nothing all day long, and after having done so, to rest. Proverb attributed to the Basque
Ah, the life of a dog.
Blessings
I’m very blessed. Three dogs with very different personalities, healthy dogs, Faye my partner companion and friend, snug little home, a lovely backyard. I give thanks.
Didn’t make it
Not quite. Interesting drive home with headlights on, wipers full blast and unable to keep up with the rain, wind whipping leaves all around me, lightning dancing nearby, thunder crackling and booming over the sound of the rain, wind, wipers. Once again I was in awe of the power and beauty of the real world that I live in. I love being alive.
Thunderstorm
I left work the other day as a wicked thunderstorm rolled into the area and raced home, attempting to beat it.
Table for one
We set a table underneath the bird feeder, where it catches the seed spilling out of the feeder. This House Sparrow (link courtesy http://www.allaboutbirds.org) quickly took advantage of the bounty.
Towering cumulus, dawn
Achilles has taken up drinking
I very rarely buy toys for the dogs. I couldn’t resist a squeeky toy shaped like a beer bottle. Having an aggressive squeek, labelled ‘HeinieSniffin’, and depicting one dog sniffing another’s butt it was too good to pass up. Alas, it lasted about ten minutes in Chilidog’s strong jaws. I was compelled to take it up lest he inadvertently swallow a piece of it. I forgot just how aggressive a chewer he is.
Rain
We’ve had a long dry-ish spell, little rain has fallen since mid-May. We’re getting some very welcome precipitation this morning and the radar suggest more is coming today. That’s good, the water level in our ran barrels was getting uncomfortably low.
Rain is a blessing, filling barrels, watering the garden, lawn, farmers’ fields which were looking dry, leaving puddles for the birds to bathe in. I give thanks for rain as I try to give thanks for all things.
Dancing dog
Achilles has danced for his meals for as long as I have owned him. Because he goes straight up and not onto me or Faye, I allow it. It’s quite endearing. Stella is content to wait at ground (or deck) level.
Velcro dog
The combination of warm sunshine and a grassy bed resulted in Achilles being firmly attached to the ground from nose to tail.
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