There are definitely some very cool things I enjoy living in the stix. Mud and no nearby Slurpees are not any of them. But the wildlife is cool! Today Wootie ferreted out a garter snake, first one I’ve seen on the property this year. I tried to catch it, because I wanted to bring it to work and torment one of my coworkers some more (last week I caught one in the parking lot at work, and snuck up behind him at his desk so it licked the back of his head. Heh. I’m quite sure I’ll pay for that stunt with something involving a Really Big Spider) but the sucker was fast! It got away. I don’t believe Wootie has ever seen a snake before, because he was completely perplexed with what he had rustled up.
There’s this big puddle at the back of the acreage that has never really gone away since it arrived last Fall. It’s this same puddle from this shot in January that Dex is walking through:
It has gotten both larger and smaller throughout the year, depending on the amount of rainfall we have had, but the weather has just not been warm or dry enough for it to go away completely, so it’s still pretty large. I guess some of the resident frogs have decided that it’s a small lake, not a puddle (and you can’t blame them, since it now has water plants and algae in it and stuff) so they deposited hundreds of tiny little tadpoles in there. They are very tiny tadpoles (I guess they come from little frogs?) and I am endlessly fascinated with watching them wriggle around. I suppose, at heart, I am a 10 year old boy. Somedog always ruins it though, by laying down in the puddle.
On today’s walk we also saw some rabbits, and a muskrat. And I also saw a thorn from the pokies inside of TWooie’s ear – not, like, piercing his ear, but stuck waaaay deep down in his ear canal. The thorn is a directly result of him *also* seeing the rabbits and chasing them through pokies! It was difficult to extract too, because of course every time I tried to pull it out it poked him and he would yank his head away. I eventually got it out by basically laying my whole body on top of his and pinning him in the mud. Poor guy got spanked AND wrassled to the dirt all in a week. He’s probably packing his bags to move back to Prince George.
We also saw a hawk. I think it may have been hunting the same rabbits that the WooTWoo were after. It should come up to my house, and get the stupid rabbit that is living in my dog yard … the one I almost mowed down with the lawnmower last week. These are not terribly bright critters, are they?
The hawk isn’t the only thing I saw flying today either. This afternoon, I witnessed Dexter flying.
It’s all in the ears.
What, you don’t believe me?
Excuse me, Food Lady? I don’t believe you.
Me too! I mean, me neither!
Well, you’re both WRONG! Because he can! And I have proof!
It may not be graceful …
… but he’s definitely airborne!
Yeah, wow, we’re, like, so impressed.
Never one to be outdone, Piper has a go as well.
Don’t even suggest it. I’m so not doing that.
Oh wait, did you say cookie?!?!
Do those of you with older dogs find that they more they age, the more important food becomes to them? Tweed’s never been a dog to pass up a morsel or anything, but in his advanced years he has become utterly obsessed with eating.
Or maybe I’ve become obsessed with feeding things to my pets. I could feed the chickens all day long.
Speaking of feeding dogs … I’ve been a raw feeder for well over a decade now, and I’m blissfully ignorant of the cost of dog food. Hell, even my cats eat raw food, so it’s been a few years since I bought cat food too.
They eat MY raw food. This makes me angry.
Last week at work someone brought in a big dog who’d been hit by a car and was DOA :( I hate when that happens. The dog’s owners came by to make arrangements for cremation, and brought in all the deceased dog’s raw food. Unfortunately, we can’t use raw at the shelter, so rather than see it go to waste I opted to take the raw food home for my dogs, and replace it with a purchased bag of kibble for one of our other shelter dogs (another lovely young chocolate lab. You should adopt him – his name is Franklin and I will post photos of him later this week). Franklin has some protein allergies, so he can only eat a fish based food. I zipped out on my lunch break and bought a 15 lb bag of First Mate fish based kibble – it cost me $42.00! How is this possible?! How the heck can you folks with multiple dogs afford to feed kibble? I figure a 15 lb bag of food would last my dogs about a week, if that. And I’d have to buy cat food on top of that. Holy moly!
I’m not totally sure what I pay every month for raw, but per pound it’s definitely cheaper than that bag of dog food was. And at the moment, every savings will help! I just found someone with a large amount of fencing for sale for a pretty reasonable price … if I can work out a way to transport it, I will at long last be able to fence in both the dog yard and the chicken yard – not only will my dogs be able to go out without me losing the WooTWoo to a passing rabbit smell, thus making me late for work, but my chickens will be able to free roam a lot more without me losing any of them to passing dogs being walked down my dead end road. And if the chickens can free range, I can get more chickens.
More chickens make existing chickens angry.
*hangs head* Yeah okay, that was really just an excuse to post photos of my chickens :) And soon maybe more photos! I have a line on a few Black Copper Marans, you know, those french chickens. Ooh lah lah!