“I know nothing about a hole in the garden.”
Mom told us this bedtime story about when she went to see Winter. It was a Long, Long Time Ago. It was at least Two Howling Moons ago. We went to Camp Tracy. And she went to Visit Winter in the far, far North.
She had to pack the Big Suitcases because she had to wear the Thick Clothings of the Hoomans. There was Lots and Lots of Snow where she went. Even the Water was frozen there. She sent us this picture of a Big Lake that was so frozen you could walk on it.
Mom had An Adventure. She said it was called Nordic Falling. (Then she laughed and laughed.) She said that the Hoomans call it Nordic Skiing because you wear skis. But she called it Nordic Falling because that’s what happens to Mom when she wears Skis.
We think that she should have taken Jack. Jack would not have fallen down. He could wear skis because his legs are Very Short.
The best part of the Bedtime Story about the North was the part about The Sled Dogs. Mom got to meet the Northern Dogs who run Very Fast and Pull Sleds.
The Sled Dogs get to eat Lots and Lots of Food because their job is to pull the Hoomans on the Sled of the Dogs. Mom rode on a Sled and she recorded the First Part of the Ride. We would like to Eat Lots and Lots of Food. Maybe Arya could be a Sled Dog. And Jack could ride in the Sled with Mom.
Mom had a Very Good Time. But Next Time she should take us. And we can Walk on the Frozen Water like the Sled Dogs.
We like this Bedtime Story. Maybe Mom will tell us this story again tonight.
Jack and Arya
We have a New Job. We are Babysitting Puppies at our house.
Mingus is our First Customer. We are Babysitting him for the weekend. He is a French Bulldog puppy. He knows how to eat Treats. He knows how to Potty (Not Always Outside!). He is little. He doesn’t know how to walk on a leash, yet, but we are showing him how.
We are taking care of Mingus while his hoomans go Out of Town. This is Mingus’ first time be away from his hoomans. We like him.
Mingus knows how to sit.
Mom says Mingus is Really Cute!
Mingus likes to Chew on Bones. He likes to Play. Arya likes to play with Mingus. Today they got tired, so they just chewed on each other’s faces while they lay around.
Arya and Mingus Play A Lot!
Jack likes Mingus too. Jack is the Playground Monitor when Arya and Mingus get Too Rowdy.
Jack won’t go on a walk without Mingus. But it is Very Hard to take Mingus for a walk because Mingus doesn’t like leashes. He just sits in the middle of the street. (He’s still a baby dog.)
Last night we all got to be on the hooman bed for a snuggle. We were all Very Tired and it was nice.
If you have any puppies, Just Call our hoomans and we can help take care of them.
Jack and Arya
Mom and I took walk and it turned out Very Exciting.
We were almost home and the Very Big and Scary Dog got loose from his owner and started running towards us. He Chased Me Around Mom about three times and his leash tied her up. I was screaming and screaming and people started coming from all the houses. Mom’s feet were tied up by the Big Dog’s leash, so she fell down backwards in the street and then the Very Big and Scary Dog couldn’t go anywhere. The Big Dog’s owner grabbed him and I went back to Mom. I was scared and she was scared. Then a man came to check on Mom and I barked really loud at him.
The Very Big Dog’s owner was sitting in the street by Mom and Crying Her Head Off. Mom looked me over and I was just fine. I was just Very Scared. Mom got her ankles untied and then we went home and I had Treats. Mom had Treats, too.
I hope we don’t do that again. It was Not Very Fun.
Until Next Time.
P.S. Mom said to tell everyone that we are all fine. She is a little sore and I am a little “Skittish” (so I get lots of pat-pats and treats). The Very Big Dog is fine. And the Very Big Dog’s mom is fine, but she needs treats, too. Mom also said to tell everybody that this rodeo was not recorded and she has never been “Calf-Roped” before. And even if it was recorded, she would not show it to anyone. 🙂
I would like a goat. Jack and I have cousins in Oklahoma who have six goats. So I think I should have one!
There was a Goat Mystery this week. My cousins, an Aussie and a rat terrier helped!
Here is the story told by their mom, Kim.
Came home last night and half of my goat herd was missing (Buttermilk, Chaco and Rocco). Found them 45 minutes later LOCKED IN MY HUSBAND’S CLOSET…. But HOW?
I can’t even make this stuff up!
No gates were open and doors to the house were all locked. The remaining goats didn’t seem traumatized or nervous at all. I walked with a food bucket calling them for 45 minutes but no luck. Sat down at my computer and heard Chaco’s bell really faintly. Called him and he called back to me from INSIDE the house iN Jim’s closet. CJ said we had a ghost, Jim said it had to be CJ, and I was a little freaked out. Lucky for me, my goat whisperer friend reminded me just to wait until morning because of course they would do it again.
Sure enough, the next morning, Chaco’s bell woke me and I got to watch it all as it unfolded.
They nibbled through the paracord on the gate and used their goat super squeeze super power to get into the fenced patio, then came in through the doggie door (yes, the big Nubian in her star wars coat!)
Then my Aussie and Rat Terrier promptly herded them into the closet.
And thats why i need a goat.
Until next time,