M&M Monday

What is Millie looking at?

Lawnmower Mel paying a vizzie.

Every once in a while, the dogs do something new:

Millie, all nestled in the honeysuckle.

Where's Maggie?

*yawn*  Under the porch.

The other day I was out walking my labyrinth & I saw Fisherman Willie coming up the drive:

I met him at the back porch to return a water bottle, & of course the girls had to say hello:

Hullo.

Then Millie planted herself near the Gator.

Fisherman Willie inched back & Millie didn't budge!

Away he goes!

Aaaaand . . . 

Back in the honeysuckle.  :-)

Maggie has been exceptionally woofy lately.

Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Me: What is it, Maggie?
Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Me: Trouble at the old mill?!
Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
 Me: Timmy needs help?!

But seriously, I kid. We've been having rain on & off & I finally realized that she's hearing thunder way off in the distance before it gets here. Another thing is that there's road construction going on across the river in Rileyville, a few miles up the road. Except that it's magor-move-a-mountain-with-dynamite road construction. So I think she must be hearing the dynamite going off. So I'm being extra patient and giving her Whole System EEP along with having her wear her thunder shirt. Saturday night I was having a Drop Dead Diva marathon and I'm lying on the sofa and she's 4 feet away barking up a storm. Also 4 feat away from her food dish.

Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Me: What is it?
Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Me: Do you need to go out?
Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Me: Out?
[Enter Tabby Bobcat thru the living room to the door. No dog budges].
Me: What do you need, Maggie? [Open door & let cat out]
Maggie: WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Me: Food? Water? 
[Move water bowl to Maggie]
Maggie: Slurp-slurp-slurp! WOOF WOOF WOOF!
[Put food bowl in front of her]
Maggie: Nom nom nom.
Me: *sigh*  You've got me trained.

At least I don't have to hand feed her like Gareth at Mystic Pet does!

HAPPY Springy Saturday

Well. John wryly noted that it was still "Flea and Tick Day" on my blog yesterday, so I thought I would post. So here's the deal: I'm really bummed! I left my camera cable at Brother D's, I think, and I can't download any of my fab pix. Hehhhh . . . so I'm less inspired to post.

This week has been SO BEAUTIFUL! Spring is springing and I've had laundry out on the line. Lawnmower Mel has already been here to mow. He was so surprised to see the changes in Maggie & Millie. He met them the first week they were here when I still had them in the art studio/garage. "They could barely walk. What was that word you used?"

"What word? Geezer?"

"No. It was something else." Then he said how well they were walking and how good they look; shiny coats and whatnot. :-) Yay, Wild Alaskan Salmon oil!

So we kept talking--usually weather talk is rather innocuous, but we had Blizzard Comparisons to make! In the meantime, M&M sneaked all the way down to the field in front of my house! I said, "For geriatric dogs, they're pretty fast!"

"That's the word!" Lawnmower Mel exclaims.

Here are a few pix from the archives of my front yard:

Summer time. Looking pretty shaggy. You can sorta see a train going thru the trees in the background.

Winter time. I love this shot because the mountains are all frosty in the background and there's Remi in the foreground & Barkley waaaaay down the field looking like a black speck.

Favourite shot! With a rainbow. :-)