This is not a flurry
Salem says this is not funny
He thought he was being clever by sneaking out when the dogs went outside today.He was in for a surprise.
OK enough laughing! Let me in now!Wednesday, October 14, 2009
A White Halloween?
Environment Canada (Canada's weather service) needs to understand the difference between snow and snow flurries.
This is not a flurry
Salem says this is not funny
He thought he was being clever by sneaking out when the dogs went outside today.
He was in for a surprise.
OK enough laughing! Let me in now!
This is not a flurry
Salem says this is not funny He thought he was being clever by sneaking out when the dogs went outside today.He was in for a surprise.
OK enough laughing! Let me in now!
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Different Lives
I took both of these pictures today. All I can say is -
Some dogs work for a living
And some dogs don't
Some dogs work for a living
And some dogs don't
Saturday, October 10, 2009
First Snow
The other day we had our first snow fall of the year. It seemed quite dramatic when it came down since it was accompanied by high winds and blizzard like conditions but when all had calmed, it didn't turn out to be as much snow as it seemed. Still, the first snow of the year was the first snow ever for some of our animals.
It was the first snow for the puppies, June, Nan and Syn who are now 8 months old.
You can see they obviously hate it.
It was also Togo's first snow - he was born in Kentucky and when he was hot and panting down there this summer, I told him I was taking him to a place much more suited for his breed.
I don't think he minds the snow either.
It is NOT the first snow for the chickens and they are not amused. Their sense of humor is in short supply right now with the Canadian Thanksgiving on Monday. They don't like my habit of cooking a Cornish Game Hen to celebrate.
They tell me they are watching me and if I make any advancements towards them or an oven they will attack.
It was the first snow for the puppies, June, Nan and Syn who are now 8 months old.
You can see they obviously hate it.
It was also Togo's first snow - he was born in Kentucky and when he was hot and panting down there this summer, I told him I was taking him to a place much more suited for his breed.I don't think he minds the snow either.
It is NOT the first snow for the chickens and they are not amused. Their sense of humor is in short supply right now with the Canadian Thanksgiving on Monday. They don't like my habit of cooking a Cornish Game Hen to celebrate.
They tell me they are watching me and if I make any advancements towards them or an oven they will attack.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
House Guardian
Togo has the outside guard duties but who is to watch over the defenseless in the house?
Well, Poe of course!
He places himself in a position that allows him to survey all traffic.
And when he spies a suspicious intruder,
HALT! Who goes there?
He goes into stealth mode and creeps up behind the future victim
Then he attacks!
HIIII-YAA!
Take that!
And that!
And only when he has his suspect properly subdued, does he take a moment to relax
I know I will rest easy tonight with my protector on duty.
Well, Poe of course!
He places himself in a position that allows him to survey all traffic.
And when he spies a suspicious intruder,HALT! Who goes there?
He goes into stealth mode and creeps up behind the future victim
Then he attacks!HIIII-YAA!
Take that!
And that!
And only when he has his suspect properly subdued, does he take a moment to relax
I know I will rest easy tonight with my protector on duty.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Growing Up Is Hard To Do
My little baby is growing up. 
Even if he doesn't want to.
Up until now, Togo has had access to the sheep but we have not insisted that he stay with them all the time. That is about to end. We are unable to keep Kit, our main guardian dog. We will miss her very much but she liked to hunt and our chickens, ducks and cats were her main fodder. So although Togo is very young, he is going to have to step up his duties. We don't expect him to be much protection yet but the time has come for him to get serious about bonding with his sheep.
He won't have too much freedom for a while because he has mastered the art of getting over fences to escape from the sheep. He doesn't exactly clear them. It's more a matter of pushing them down while he hauls his body over.
So at night he is chained in a small pasture so he will stay with the sheep.
Don't get me wrong. Togo likes his sheep. It's just that they are boring. And when they go out to the field to graze, the other things in the barnyard become much more interesting.
For example, a couple of days ago there was an incident with a chicken.
Nothing was harmed on the chicken but her pride and Togo now has a better idea about what he can play with and what he can't.
I believe the worst part for the chicken was getting all the drool off her back.
Togo is by no means a dry mouthed dog and drool is a constant.
He is also getting over his fear of cats and is learning to stop barking at them and warning them to go away.
I know, I know. But remember, Togo has no idea how big he is. Nor does he know the stats on the cats vs. sheep incidents.
For right now peace reigns in the barnyard if only because Togo thinks that if he doesn't look at them, they don't exist.
It's a difficult time in the Alta-Pete barnyard right now for my reluctant guardian dog, but it will get better, Togo. I promise.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Artistic licence has been taken in removing long strings drool from all photographs except one in the preceding blog entry.
Even if he doesn't want to. Up until now, Togo has had access to the sheep but we have not insisted that he stay with them all the time. That is about to end. We are unable to keep Kit, our main guardian dog. We will miss her very much but she liked to hunt and our chickens, ducks and cats were her main fodder. So although Togo is very young, he is going to have to step up his duties. We don't expect him to be much protection yet but the time has come for him to get serious about bonding with his sheep.
He won't have too much freedom for a while because he has mastered the art of getting over fences to escape from the sheep. He doesn't exactly clear them. It's more a matter of pushing them down while he hauls his body over.
So at night he is chained in a small pasture so he will stay with the sheep.Don't get me wrong. Togo likes his sheep. It's just that they are boring. And when they go out to the field to graze, the other things in the barnyard become much more interesting.
For example, a couple of days ago there was an incident with a chicken.
Nothing was harmed on the chicken but her pride and Togo now has a better idea about what he can play with and what he can't. I believe the worst part for the chicken was getting all the drool off her back.
Togo is by no means a dry mouthed dog and drool is a constant.
He is also getting over his fear of cats and is learning to stop barking at them and warning them to go away. I know, I know. But remember, Togo has no idea how big he is. Nor does he know the stats on the cats vs. sheep incidents.
For right now peace reigns in the barnyard if only because Togo thinks that if he doesn't look at them, they don't exist.
It's a difficult time in the Alta-Pete barnyard right now for my reluctant guardian dog, but it will get better, Togo. I promise.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Artistic licence has been taken in removing long strings drool from all photographs except one in the preceding blog entry.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
The Tall And The Small
We are back from our Fall trip and it's time to get the farm ready for winter. First up, Togo has to get to work learning to guard his sheep. He's not happy about it and wants to continue his puppyhood freedom. More about that later. For right now you can contemplate how large my 7 month old puppy has gotten. Skid is patiently tolerating the slobber.
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