It's spring!

Ok, it is finally spring! The weather was goofy the last couple of weeks, I don't think Mother Nature could make up her mind some days, rain, snow, both, or hail, and now the winds.

And now our wonderful companions want to commune more with nature.  Of course my brother's collie, Corny, has been communing with nature all along. Unfortunately he's been bringing it back inside with him! Usually this is in the form of mud.  And while I am all for him communing with nature, I  am ecstatic that the snow is for the most part over! Things are thawing and drying out nicely.  At least my 3 little guys are fussy and don't like being wet, much less being muddy. And the peke, Biscuit, doesn't mind playing in it, but he doesn't like to be muddy either. Maybe, just maybe I can clean the house without all the mud coming back in!

Now that they don't have snow and mud to play in, there are a myriad of birds to bark at, neighborhood doggies to yell to and sirens to howl at. The cats and the little old dog are enjoying the spring sun and fresh air now. The old man is a sun worshipper, and dozes daily in the sun now. The cats are also enjoying the increase in bird traffic providing new channels and looks to "kitty tv". And I suspect it won't be long before Yummy and Chronic push more to try to escape to the outdoors. Chronic was used to being an indoor/outdoor kitty, and I don't let my kitties out. Too many hazards out there for them. They are truly better indoors.  And according to my brother, Chronic is a screen ripper if he wants out bad enough. So this means I need to be creative in my screen covering to protect them and keep him in. If he tries it. So far with the nice days we've had lately, I have had the back door open with only the screen door closed and locked and one window open. He hasn't tried any of those screens. But he has enjoyed watching outside through the screen and enjoying the fresh air.

  Mr. Sun Worshipper himself. He looks so happy!

Ah the last point about spring and the changes our companions go through that signal warmer weather. Shedding is up soon, oh joy, enough fur in the house now to make numerous new furry critters! LOL

Ah... spring, funky weather and mud covered dogs!

Ok, the picture above pretty much says it all where the mud lovin' dog is concerned in our house.

Today is the first day of spring. The birds know it, although the weather can't make up it's mind. Yesterday afternoon it started raining, then came the thunder and lightning, soon it started to pour and hail, which then moved on to sleet and ended with 3 inches of snow by this morning.

While I will say the snow is pretty, I am not happy to see it back again. The collie, Corny, and the Peke, Biscuit, however were very happy to see it back. They love to play out in it, chase snowflakes and bounce in it. And Corny loves to make mud puddles and holes in the yard for these mud puddles. Darn it just when my yard had finally dried out and it was enjoyable outside for us humans.

Corny has a thing for any form of water, be it in liquid, or flake form. And he loves it even more if he can make mud and wear as much of it as possible. This leaves a lot of muddy footprints in the house, dried mud flaking off with fur all over, and very dirty towels requiring washing every day. Thank heavens for tile floors. And with that being said, I am getting to know my mop far more than I ever hoped to. I have to give my brother credit though, he usually tries his best to dry Corny off or wipe as much mud off as possible before letting him loose in the house. It's about like fighting a losing battle though. And Corny loves to be outside as much as possible, which is fine if it's a nice day and dry out there. He has also developed his dribble art to a new 3 dimensional form now. This means there are little peaks and valleys of firmly caked on mud all over my patio. And if you scolded him for the mud mess, and bring him in, he'll put his feet and muzzle in the sole water bowl and dribble it all over the floors in the house. And I hate to say it, I have no idea how to break him of this habit. Yesterday alone I cleaned out and refilled the water bowl no less than 4 times.

He is the sweetest dog you might ever like to encounter, but he has his bothersome habits like this. Good thing I also have slip covers on all the furniture and can wash the throw pillows, because he also thinks he's a little dog and should be on the sofa. Yesterday after one particularly close lightning strike and thunder I suddenly found myself sharing the little love seat with an 80 pound scaredy cat.  Silly thing..... Overall he's a great dog, and tries to please and loves to be the center of attention. I just wish I could figure out why he has this obsessive thing going with the water and the mud and dribbling it all over.

Anyone else ever have this type of thing with their border collie?

Dogs, Snow and Beanbags

Ok, so we've gotten hit with a pretty good snow storm last night and this morning. And we had a delay by 5am for work, so I tried to sleep in. I had to giggle quietly listening to my brother let all the dogs out and do the feeding routine this morning, knowing my 3 don't like the white, wet, cold stuff. I am sure they ran out did their business and sat at the door shivering while looking martyred. His two I am sure thought it was a blast. And when I did get up, it was obvious by the tracks in the back yard all over, that this was so. Usually as soon as the dogs finish eating they go back outside to do more business. He had a roadblock there. My three weren't at all excited about that idea!

I don't think they were outside longer than two minutes than he gave in to the martyred look and the heavy shivering from my three and let them in. Of course he thought he'd get his two to come in too. He had a hell of a time convincing them to come in and quit frolicking in the snow. His dogs aren't used to a whole lot of snow in Portland, so they think this is fun, then come in and jump right back into bed with my sister in-law. I was expecting shrieks for that idea, however, I was disappointed.





My little old man then came up to the top of the stairs at the kiddie gate and started whining to be in with us. Oh well, so much for sleeping in. So here I am, blogging a bit this morning, ending up with a day off (thankfully due to weather), and watching him sleep in one of the bean bags. I do believe he and his daughter, Thumbelina, think we bought those bean bags just for them. Or that they are the best invention since sliced bread.

He likes the pink one as it's a bit smaller and easier for him to nest in.