glimpsesbymelanie

Well, let me tell you, it doesn’t take me nearly as long to get all my outside critters fed when it is as cold as it is these past couple of mornings.  I get all bundled up, get the feed for each and every one in their stalls, bucket, or bowl (depending on who I am feeding) , make sure they have water and get back inside for my hot cup of coffee.  At least it is not as cold as in Duluth, Minnisota  and places north of here.  All my critters, great and small, are my best friends.

I have had photos of my llamas and cats in my posts but, not so many of my dogs. This is Sandi.  She is the oldest dog I have.  She is blind and , for the most part, deaf.  She had been lying down, then she barked and sat up telling me she needs to go out.  She is a combination of three great breeds of dog and is a very gentle soul.  She and the Huskie used to be great friends but, when she lost her sight and would bump into him he no longer wants to be around her so, I have to keep them separated.     Here is Rooti.  He got his name because, when he was a pup he was sitting outside my workshop pulling up grass and eating the roots. He is a great watchdog.  Then there is Honey Bear.  She was a rescue from the vet.  She had been hit by a car and brought in for treatment and left.  The office was trying to find a home for her so, she became my dog.  She and Rooti are pals now but, they always have been, and she gets along with Sandi okay.  Sometimes I feel like a circus juggler making sure that Sandi and Rooti are not in the house at the same time.    There was a treatment that I could have used for Sandi but the side effects were worse than taking care of a blind dog.

I really like having all my animal friends around.  They seem to love me no matter if I am late with dinner or getting home from somewhere. They always seem to sense if I am having a bad day and are not too demanding.  I always get the same greeting, happy faces, wiggling butts and vacuuming my clothes to see if I have been around another animal.  They each have their own quirks and personalities.  They have their own individual ways of communicating.  I love them dearly.

As I leave you today here is something to ponder, talking about my dogs:  They are your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.  You are their life, their love, their leader.  They will be yours faithful and true to the last beat of their heart.  We owe it to them to be worthy of such devotion.  Spend time with your best friends today.  Melanie