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Happy Gotcha Day

Hi sweetie!

Hi sweetie!


Hi Katie-girl, mama here. I wanted to tell you and your loyal subjects the story of your “Gotcha Day,” March 31, 2007, the day we met you and brought you home.

You sleep upside down all the way home that first day.

You slept upside down all the way home that first day.

You don’t remember, but your mama and daddy were very sad when your sister Bonnie went to the rainbow bridge, and even though mama had been communicating with your first mom, we just weren’t quite ready for a new little girl when she had a litter of pups.

What's that you have mama?

What’s that you have mama?

But later, when your first mom told us she had someone special that needed a home we were almost ready, so we said yes. We are so glad we did! You were a bundle of fluff, just 12 weeks old, but already very sure of what you wanted.

Anything good up here?

Anything good up here?

You were curious right from the start and explored your yard with your daddy and the house with your mama.

Your first walk in the yard.

Your first walk in the yard.

You found all your favorite places to sleep right away.

So exhausted that first day.

So exhausted that first day.

And figured out a crate wasn’t such a bad thing. Unless you had been bad to begin with, which sometimes you were.

Your safe place to snooze while mama studied.

Your safe place to snooze while mama studied.

But we couldn’t help but laugh and cuddle you even when you were being your stubborn self.

Caught in the act!

Caught in the act!

And you let us know right away that you were a princess and demanded pillows. All the pillows.

Princess on her pillow.

Princess on her pillow.

These nine years sure have gone by in a hurry sweetheart. I hope you’re happy you’re our little princess. We sure are happy to have you.

You have always loved to be outside.

You have always loved to be outside.

Though I suppose it’s you that really have us.

Time for another nap.

Time for another nap.

Happy Gotcha Day sweetie. Mama and daddy love you.

I know.  It's YOUR sofa.

Photogenic right from the start


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Park times two!

Katie here!

HEY! Did you all have a wonderful weekend? I sure did! My mama took me to my park yesterday AND today! OK. She doesn’t get credit for thinking of it all on her own today. A friend messaged her and suggested we meet them over at my park and I have to say mama got me in the car and over there in ten minutes! She can be efficient when she wants to be, my mama, but if it wasn’t for that friend I’d have been inside this boring house all day! Thank you Aunt Karen!

But I digress.

Let me tell you about my adventures! Mama says yesterday was cold, because it was the last day of winter. I guess winter is supposed to be cold. I, personally, thought it was perfect.

Mama likes these two trees.  I don't know why.

Mama likes these two trees. I don’t know why.

I trotted right along at a brisk pace because I was feeling terrific! I told mama to stop dawdling and taking pictures of stuff, even of me, because I had things to sniff and places to pee on.

When we first got to the park mama heard the cranes making a bunch of noise at the back of the park. We figured we’d come upon them when we got back there, but we didn’t see them. When we got to the place furthest away from the car mama heard the cranes up at the front of the park. She told me she figured they were dancing a jig around the car laughing at us.

She was wrong.

When we got out of the woods and close to the softball fields we topped a little hill and guess what? THERE THEY WERE just on the other side of the hill. Like 10 feet away from us! They were just as surprised as we were. Mama grabbed my leash extra hard but I had no intention of getting anywhere near these giant birds.

They squawked a bunch but didn’t leave…just continued to voice their displeasure at me being in what I guess they consider their park, and then they casually walked down the hill and over to the softball field. Mama’s picture isn’t very good, she was trying to hang on to me and take the picture and she couldn’t see in the viewfinder whether she even got the birds in the shot.

Those are bigger than ME mama!

Those are bigger than ME mama!

She did, but you have to really look. You can click on the photo and make it bigger and maybe you can see them.

Then today my friend Deuce had his mom contact my mama so we could go on a walk together. I think he likes me, but I told him I had a boyfriend already. Deuce is fine just being friends, cause he’s a good guy. I didn’t sit too close to him so that my boyfriend Reilly the Cowspot Dog doesn’t get jealous.

Close...but not TOO close.

Close…but not TOO close.

Then our mamas called us and we raced to them. Well. Deuce raced. I sort of sauntered. As befitting a princess and all.

I let him win.  I'm a good park hostess.

I let him win. I’m a good park hostess.

Deuce loves to run. Mama took a bunch of pictures of him and I wasn’t even jealous. I was having too good a time showing Deuce my park.

Deuce can fly!

Deuce can fly!

I had fun this afternoon even though it was warmer today and I was slower than Deuce. After all I am 9, and Deuce is a much younger guy. I bet he didn’t even need to take a nap when he got home. Me? I went straight to sleep on my princess pile of pillows after mama brushed the burs out of my fur. I blame the burs on her, she’s supposed to watch out for things like that and she failed miserably. She was too busy talking to Aunt Karen. I’m not going to tip her this time, as she didn’t earn it at all.

So hard to get good help these days you know.

Beautiful me.

Beautiful me.


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Now this is more like it!

Katie here.

As you might know I’m a sheltie princess, and we shelties love snow. We come from a land far away that is very cold and whenever we get a chance to play in the snow we’re very very happy.

At least that’s the official story.

Maybe I’m just getting older but I have to tell you this storm we’re getting right now hasn’t been that much fun for me! It’s been snowing for over 24 hours and there’s a lot of snow on the ground. My dad went out three times yesterday to clear the driveway. I don’t know why they don’t just wait till April when it would all melt by itself. Humans don’t always have common sense, you know?

Remind me why we're out here mama?

Remind me why we’re out here mama?

Anyway, this morning my mama and I went out back to fill the bird feeders. I like to help her with that, mostly because I like to sniff all around under the feeders. There’s lots of good sniffing under there, I can tell you.

This morning mama had to shovel a path across the deck just to get to the feeders. I barked and barked at the shovel cause I don’t like it. Not one bit. But after she got to the steps she just went down them and over to the seed bin. Well! I had to go too, so I raced down the steps ….and got stuck at the bottom!

Uh oh!

Uh oh!

The snow was deeper than I am tall! I couldn’t touch the ground and I couldn’t go anywhere and mama was laughing at me. I gave her the stink eye and she came over and picked me up and set me back on my feet and I scrambled back up the steps to the deck where I waited patiently for her to finish filling the feeders.

I'll just stay up here mama.

I’ll just stay up here mama.

When we got back inside mama went out the front door to clear up the driveway. I wanted to go with her. I go everywhere with my mama! But she said ‘no baby, you won’t like the snowblower. You don’t like the vacuum and this is just like that only it throws snowballs far away!”

Well!

I told her off! I love to run after snowballs! What was she thinking! But she still said no so I stayed inside and picked the snowballs off of my legs and left them all over the house to melt so that she could be pleasantly surprised when she stepped in ice cold water puddles later.

This is a fine mess I'm in.

This is a fine mess I’m in.

She was outside a long time. And when she came back in she was covered in snow! She asked me if I wanted to see what the snowblower looked like, and maybe check out my poop room that she shoveled as well. So we wouldn’t have to go back out just as soon as she took her coat off she said. (I don’t know what she’s talking about. I always pick opportune moments to ask to go out.)

Doesn't look like a vacuum mama!

Doesn’t look like a vacuum mama!

Mama was right. I didn’t really like the snowblower thing. It was big and weird looking. But I sat next to it cause she asked me to. I am nothing if not an obedient dog. You believe that right? Of course you do. A princess does not lie.

Not often anyway.

She made me sit behind daddy’s truck too. I don’t get it. She’s always telling me to stay away from cars and trucks and then she wants me to pose next to one. I guess it was pretty obvious this one wasn’t going anywhere soon.

Are we going to go on an adventure mama?

Are we going to go on an adventure mama?

Here it’s not even noon yet and I’m already just exhausted by all this snow. I think I’ll just take a little nap now. Mama says it’s snowing harder and she or daddy will have to go back out and clean up that driveway again. I don’t know why. I think they should follow my lead and take a nap.

zzzzzzzzzz

zzzzzzzzzz

I hope you all get your naps in too, and be very careful if you’re driving. Cause I, the princess, want you all to be safe!

It's a winter wonderland!

It’s a winter wonderland!


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Happy Valentine’s Day!

Katie here. Mama says I can say Happy Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my friends, which includes every one of you! Here in the United States February 14 is a day that people give each other cards and chocolates and flowers and other mushy stuff to show their love. I don’t know if those of you outside the United States have a similar holiday, but if you do I’d like to read about it!

My calendar girl look.

My calendar girl look.

In fact, I’d like to know what each of you do for Valentine’s Day no matter where you live because here at my house no one is getting me anything! I think that’s unjust, especially since I’m a princess. What’s the point of being a princess anyway if gifts are not regularly bestowed on me? Maybe in comments you can give mama some good ideas about how she should be celebrating me on this special day.

Meanwhile I am sending my love to my boyfriend Reilly the Cowspot Dog. I wanted to send him something special but I couldn’t figure out anything special enough for my best boy. I hope he’s OK with just having my undying love. I think we’re star crossed doggies, Mr. Reilly and I, as we’ve never met but we will someday!

So everybody, I hope you all have a wonderful Valentine’s Day. I know I will have a great day even if I don’t get any presents, because I’ll spend it with my mama and daddy.

Don’t tell them I said so, but I don’t really need anything else but them.

Mama makes me look silly!

Mama makes me look silly!


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Walk in the woods

Camouflaged Katie

Camouflaged Katie


An advantage of being retired is that I can go for a walk in the middle of a weekday and I don’t have to fit it into my lunch hour. Katie enjoys my freedom too because she gets to go along. Yesterday though it was cold and windy we had sun, something we’ve all been missing, so Katie and I headed out to a recreation area where we could walk among tall trees where the wind was less bitter. (Click on any photo to see it larger and with more detail.)

No one else was out there. Poor working fools.

We walked a trail we’ve traveled often, though it’s different each time we visit. On this trip we had bright blue skies, brilliant white snow and enough breeze to make the trees creak. Other than the trees it was quiet.

Lots of coming and going.

Lots of coming and going.

Plenty of animals had been out since Thursday afternoon’s light snow. The tracks I found most interesting were those of what might have been a dog except there were no corresponding human prints. Sometimes the ‘dog’ tracks were headed the same way we were, and other sections of the trail showed him headed the other way. His prints were about half again as big as Katie’s.

Katie's print is on the left., next to the 'dog' print.

Katie’s print on the right, next to the ‘dog’ print.

Sometimes his prints intersected those of a rabbit. Or smaller things like mice or moles.

Intersection

Intersection

We also ran across smaller tracks, with a walking pattern that was more linear…more like I imagine a cat might make.

Cat walk?

Cat walk?

All of this evidence of another world made me realize these woods were home to a community that we hardly ever see. After all the people go home these forest dwellers come out and search for food. There’s a whole world right here among the tall trees that we never notice as we walk our dogs, that we’d never notice if it weren’t for the thin coating of fresh snow.

I wondered where all those animals were napping while we were walking and began to wonder if the ‘wolf’ (as I’d begun to think of the one who made the ‘dog’ tracks) was watching us as we moved through his forest. I wondered if the rabbit got away, and what the deer had found to eat. I marveled at all the tiny tracks, picturing little rodents scurrying, always across the path, from one little tunnel to another, never down the trail like the larger deer and rabbits walked.

What's up there mama?

What’s up there mama?

The trees creaked, the sun shone, Katie ran ahead and then urged me to move along faster. We had a great time, she and I. And as we left I thanked the animals for sharing their home with us.

Another great day of retirement.

We're just visiting.

We’re just visiting.