Thanksgiving was the other day and Christmas is coming up fast, but something strange is going on.
Here's the gray wintry looking sky and the geese are heading south, but...
We've had warm temperatures in the mid to high sixties and look at the Butterfly Bush. It has all this new growth.
And in many spots in the yard we have wild Daisies blooming. What's that all about? Is Mother Nature confused? We worry about stuff like this because when the bad weather does suddenly get here the plants will be damaged and may not bloom in the spring.
What's going on with Samba? She's feeling better, not exhibiting any pain. She takes all her meds and they seem to be working because she can open her mouth a little wider every day. The steroids are bothering her intestinal tract and we're dealing with some explosive situations, but except for a couple accidents, we've been able to get outside in time. She's being a very good girl and we've going to try to beat this awful disease.
Sky is going to visit the nursing home again this week. We think after a few visits that he'll be more relaxed and since food might be involved, he's ready to try.
Tess found her favorite ball. It's been missing for months and I don't know where she found it, but she doesn't let it out of her sight now.
After breakfast everyone wants to thank us and get a scratch. Tsar eats about a third of my bagel each morning.
Do you know how difficult it is for a person with two hands to pet ten dogs at once?
Rob is learning to use the clippers and Morgan is his practice dog. She's very hard to groom because she has hair like cotton and it has a twist so the clippers don't want to go thru it. She also mats easily so he's having to pick out the mats as he goes along. She's a work in progress.
This is a strange situation that I don't completely understand. Bailey has always been our loner. She likes to go off by herself to play and hasn't wanted as much contact with us as the others.
Since her experience with the skunk, she's had a definite personality change. Rob and I have both noticed it. She comes when called now, which she never did before.
She hangs around us a lot and wants to be cuddled and petted. She's much more social than before. So, was it the trauma of being skunked, or did the 'good dog fairy' turn up on her third birthday and change her into a sweet, loving, well behaved pet? If it was the good dog fairy, why didn't she show up on Fudge's third birthday or even his fourth?
Tess is camera shy. She doesn't like that black box in my face and usually turns away or trys to get behind me. This is very unusual for her to stand there and let me snap a shot of her.
I wonder what these two are talking about. With Norma Jean involved in the conversation, it can't be good, though it does look like she's listening to Sky this time.
Is Tsar concentrating on the geese going over, a mole digging in the yard or the thought of a hot bagel with cream cheese?
Thanks to all of you who were concerned about my health. I came down with a nasty cold the day before Thanksgiving. I had sneezes and a cough and sore throat with lots of aches. I snoozed most of Thanksgiving Day, but did go out to eat with Rob. Have to keep our strength up! I'm feeling much better now, still a bit of a cough and some sneezing now and then. Samba and I are doing lots of napping and cuddling and taking good care of each other.