Mud Season

That fifth season of the year has arrived, the one that runs from fall thru early summer with occasional short periods of frozen ground interrupting it. It's called Mud Season. Over the weekend our snow and ice melted in temperatures approaching 60 degrees. We were left with a fenced in acre of mud.



The dogs don't mind mud at all. In fact, it seems to be even more fun when racing around the yard to slide thru the muddy areas and to try to knock another dog down. The object of the game seems to be to see who can get the most mud in their coat. The dirtiest dog wins, unless I grab that one and stick it in the bath tub, in which case that dog loses.

I know the feet of the black dogs are just as dirty, but since I can't see the mud it doesn't bother me as much. The ones with white feet bother me the most. This is Noah eating his dinner after a game of get muddy.



I think we're getting a handle on Sky's vomiting problem. After fasting for 24 hours, he ate ID for three days from his new 'bumpy bowl'. Now he's back on his regular food. He hates this bowl. He gets very frustrated because he can't get his big head in the bowl to scarf down his food. He has to work it out piece by piece with his tongue. I'm sure he'll eventually learn to overturn it and dump the food out, but it hasn't occurred to him yet. After eating, he gets a time out, either in his crate or on the window seat. I don't want him running and jumping till he's had some time to digest dinner. We've had no vomiting since Thursday.



Speaking of eating, here's something you don't see often, Tsar eating his dinner. Tsar only eats about three days a week , but he's been playing outside in the cold a lot lately and it's helped his appetite.



Today Morgan and I went to visit my friend E and her dogs. Brody needed his annual check up, so we went along. He got a perfect health report card.



Then we went back to their house and Morgan had a chance to see her friend Callie.



Callie is a very sweet, quiet girl who spent way too many years in a puppy mill, turning out litter after litter. She was never socialized and is terribly shy and she has some major health problems, but since being rescued by E she has lived in safety and comfort. Morgan really enjoys her company. They like to get a couple of chew toys and settle down next to each other to enjoy a quiet afternoon.