* Snow *

 This was quite the snow! It started on Thursday night, was done by morning and was wet-wet-wet which made it very heavy. Also, there was thunder and lightening! I awoke at 5:20a to no power. So I turned on my battery-operated lantern &  fired up the wood stove (which I've been pretty lazy lax about because it's not been v. cold). And it's easier to twiddle a dial than it is to make fire. Heated my water for tea. Warmed up some yummy, left over sweet potatoes for breakfast.  And waited for the sun to rise:

A bit later:

My back porch.

I thought I heard some noise outside my window Thursday night: 

Bingo surveys the yard.

Tabby Bobcat surveys the snow from the porch. He is NOT a snow bunny!

I was so excited for our first snow together:

Paw-lift-sniff

Up the driveway.

Under the juniper tree. Or cedar? I love this tree. I should find out what it really is.

*sniff*

Bingo's paw prints in the snow.  :-)

Back down the driveway.

Everything is new with snow!

And down to the lake:

*sniff*

It's hard to see the lake. 

Hugging trees.

Love the light reflected in the trees.

Hard to tell, but Bingo is shaking the snow off!

The trees were DROOPING from the weight of the snow. And what you can imagine now is how crunchy it sounded walking thru it!

Into the yard.

A-Frame House Neighbors. You only see the house in winter.

Bingo frolicking!

Tabby ready to go in!

Poor, confused daffodils. Everything's been budding with the warm weather.

Friday afternoon walk:

I did finally move that branch . . . into the yard.

Paw lift!

I never get tired of it. She's so cute with that paw lift!

Saturday morning:

Bingo's looking at the dog in a back yard across the lake.  

Trotting down the path. 

I don't know what she sees, but look at her head:

All crinkled with alertness. 

I think it may have been the herd of deer that are back there. In any case, she started barking and I'm sure that's not what the neighbors want to hear at 8:30 on a Saturday morning!

Into the back yard. Still alert.

Looking stealthy.

Really, it must be deer!

Aaaaand here's Tabby waiting for us at the door:

Not a fan of snow!

Update

Well I know when I get an email asking if I'm OK that I've really neglected the blog!  Sorry for the lack of posts. My job with John Morgan Seminars is my #1 priority thru mid-April-ish, so everything else takes a back seat. It has been made more challenging having been sick. I'm fully recovered, but am still playing catch up. I am planning to move the mountain of recycling out of my kitchen today and do some other housekeeping-type things. So I thought I'd post a few pix of Bingo & Tabby from before the snow. And then I'll do another post on Monday with some snowy pix. So without further ado . . .

 Bingo doing the paw-raise-stop-'n'-sniff. Tabby by her side.

*sniff*

Tabby walks along a fallen branch.

Geese down on the lake.

 Back inside:

Bingo gets to lick out the crock pot. Mum is going to see this and swear never to eat anything I cook in there again!  Haha That's what the dishwasher sanitize thing is for.

We had a night of thunder, so I brought Bingo's bed into my room so she could sleep with me. I took her bed and put it outside my room and was going to take it back to the LR, but:

Bingo all cozy on her bed. 

But she doesn't like the flash!

Zzzzzz . . . .

 She likes it there, so there it stays. The majority of my day is spent in my office.

Bingo gets to eat the rest of my lunch.  Keanu. 

 And then I go get my post-lunch, afternoon cup of tea and when I come back:

Tabby Bobcat. Usurper of my chair. 

Tabby, do you mind? 

Leaping out. 

 Whenever Bingo wants something, she comes to me & sits:

Whatcha want, sweetie? 

 OH.

Tabby, Usurper of dog bed. 

 Our last pre-snow walk:

Bingo surveys the cows across the road. 

Hullo.

There's a little beagle-ish dog across the road sometimes on a line. Bingo doesn't miss a thing!

Sniffing the air.

Such a dignified profile!

Hullo.

We'll be back on Monday with some snowy pix. Have a GREAT weekend!  :-) H.

This Morning's Sunrise :-)

HAPPY New Year!

Well. It's been quite the Christmas-New Year Season!  I spent it in my jammies between the bed & my recliner. This was my view:

I hadn't really used it until I got sick. It's kinda Tabby Bobcat's domain, tho. So as soon as I got settled, he hopped up. 

When I get up, I do a ninja-maneuver of him off my lap so that he stays on the blanket and I put him back down on the recliner:

This is not his disapproval or a protest. He's just yawning--but he looks ferocious, doesn't he?!

Brother Atlasta popped by & fixed my bedroom door so that Tabby couldn't body slam his way in. The bedroom is a pet-free zone, but he's not deterred from getting in there!

Bingo LOVES Atlasta!  Ooooh, belly rubs!

Zzzzz . . . .

When I was sick, it was really hard to take her for her walks. I was winded just getting out of bed, and I couldn't catch my breath. Chiro-sis came over & walked her for me; a special treat because she took her down the street to the lake, which we've not done in a while. Neighbor-friend Rita also took her for a bit, so she got to play with Dana & Roy and have a sleep-over. 

On Day 5, Ruth adjusted me & gave me some colloidal silver. Within half an hour I could walk without getting winded. She gave me a Vitamin C cocktail to sip on. That was the turning point of getting better. I had a fever for about a week, but I didn't get winded after that. So we're back to taking long walks in the woods:

Bingo sniffing something out. Note cute paw action:

She does this very cute thing; she LOVES to run. She knows how long the leash is, so she'll run-run-run and stop and wait for me to catch up. Then she'll run-run-run again. Sometimes she'll wait for me to get ahead of her and then she can run in doubley. 

Down here in the woods is where she does her business. One of the advantages to this is no bags. So this is the spot. I take treats with me so that as soon as she goes, she gets a treat. It didn't take long for her to make the connection: Potty = treat.  Except that I use these little Zuke's training treats, which are kinda small. In the house, she'll eat them off the floor. But in the woods if she doesn't catch them, they blend. So then I was putting them in my hand and she would gobble them up. Except then I'm left with a dog-spitty hand. Eeewwww. So now I have a small plate in my pocket & I put a few treats on there:

I was trying to get a pic of Tabby & Bingo going down the walk together, but I wasn't fast enough:

Pic from yesterday afternoon:

Yes, afternoon sun is the worst for photos. Yes, Bingo looks like a black blob. Ha!

And that has been our week. Bingo is her normal, cheerful self. And Tabby is his normal, cat-self. I'm on the mend and all is well.  :-)