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  • Name That Livestock

    Any number of animals graze on the ranch behind us. Lilly enjoys sassing these large animals who regularly walk the fence-line route. For fear of her getting kicked in the head by horses, mules, and/or cattle, I try to divert her attention and often reward her for looking at the animals without rushing the fence or barking at them. Recently, however, it’s been harder to call her off. She ignores my faint LEAVE IT, followed by COME as if I did not exist. And, now we know why. A new critter has joined the grazing pack, and (it seems) Lilly …

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    More Neighborhood Canine Visitors

    At times, in the winter months, our solar-powered gate opener poops out. Sometimes, there isn’t enough sun to charge it. Sometimes, the bitter cold drains the battery. That means on very rare occasions it’s left open, which means the dogs are stuck inside. On such a day recently, I was busy working in my office … when two dogs ran past my window. I knew mine where in, so even though one dog was clearly black and white, the sight didn’t throw me too much. Indeed, it was Riley (a bc) and Kenai (a husky, possibly husky mix) running past. …

  • Sidecar Girl

    Since I’ve already written several thousand words today for my “real” work, please enjoy photos instead. Goodness help me, if Tom figures out how to mount this on one of his motorcycles because you KNOW Lilly would want to go for a ride. …

  • Our Mixed Breed Friends

    After I posted a comment over at Dolittler about Ginko and mentioned he’s a lab-greyhound mix, a college-age gal named Angela
    emailed me directly. It turns out we have more in common than this particular mixed breed of dog since Angela is studying journalism and wants to write/edit in her career. So, we had much to bond
    about, especially our handsome, handsome canine boys. …

  • I Spy

    While freshening up before going to book club on Sunday, I noticed that Lilly sat mesmerized by something outside the master bedroom window. It’s usually a bunny or something, but yesterday … she sat perfectly still for the longest time. I’ve always loved the concentration on her face. It’s a quiet intensity, with just a hint of excitement rumbling under her skin. …