Between the construction across the street, the yelly people on the sidewalk, and the fact that the dog can’t fit on the windowsill, Luna has claimed her crown. She spends a LOT of time in the bay window.
I’m not sure what’s going to happen once I bring that patio table back down into the tarmac garden, but my original idea of building a window seat will only draw the dog to the window. The cat tolerates Kaylee about as well as Kaylee tolerates the cat.
This is the face of a cat that will pee in your shoes for the smallest “infraction”.
I’ll have to think of something to avoid any feline comeuppance.
“Look what I can do!”
I don’t know what was going on today with the dogs, but they were all acting weird. I couldn’t get a shot of all of them being weird at the same tim, but I did manage to snap this one of Kaylee attempting to fly, with Ernie looking on, quite intrigued, by the look of his face.
The favourite trail…
This is my favourite part of the walk with the dogs. We go out to run the fields twice a day, and this is the first section of our journey. It’s so peaceful through this trail, and I always find at least a shopping bag worth of pine and spruce cones.
I don’t often get a picture of all three dogs in one photo – I take ’em where I can…
I’m glad to be back here again for a bit, but it’s odd not sleeping at Ruby’s house – I’ve got used to it, and our bedtime routine.
This stint of “farm-sitting” was scheduled back before Ruby went to hospital with the last bout of pneumonia, and her son had set up a visit with one of Ruby’s nieces to “cover for me”, while I’m out here. I’ve been visiting in the afternoon instead, and that feels weird, too.
Aubrey is on a short trip this time – 4 days – he’s gone to a yoga conference in Toronto. That seems so strange to think of Aubrey at a yoga conference, of all things, but he says he’s having a good time.
He’s also going through a reno right now. His, though, seems to be going more smoothly than mine, although he’s literally living in the midst of the house being ripped up and rebuilt around him, while everything he owns is piled up in the middle of the room.
He’s had the floors ripped out and replaced entirely – just one last room left for new flooring – and all the walls have been freshly painted, and he’s demolishing an entire end wall of his living room and remodeling it.
And his huge reno will still be finished before my one little attic room. I’m both jealous and resigned to that fact.
The dog was in stealth mode at the park today. There is a very thin, but incredibly hard, crust on top of the snow left in the field, and when we were walking along on top of it, we heard a very quiet, “ShaaaaaWIIIIIIISH!” as all the soft snow under the crisp top layer fell away in sections moving away from us.
It really messed with the dog (kinda messed with me, too, until I figured out what the noise was from).
Kaylee seemed to think there was a something running around under the snow, and she spent a lot of time sniffing around looking for it.
I think she was hoping for a squirrel…
All the sniffing brought no answers for her though. If this winter doesn’t end soon, she may never see another squirrel.
Em came to visit Kaylee tonight – I always let the dog know she’s on the way about 5 minutes before I think Emily’s going to arrive, just so I can watch Kaylee get all excited and run back and forth between watching for Em out the window, and sitting by the door.
Em is right up there at the top of Kaylee’s “Favourite People” List…
Then they spend an inordinate amount of time in snuggle mode…
When I do get their attention, I feel like they are just patiently waiting for me to let them get back to their visit.
Kinda makes me feel like an interloper.