Hope all of you are glad to be only a few short weeks from Spring. With all that has been happening in and around Casa de Cuckoo, I haven't had a lot of time to enjoy watching the changing of the season around here. The only exception is the sound of the Robins and Mountain Jays sparring in the backyard.
Ms. Ellie Mae Scootles, our Yorkitsu, has been on alert as of late. She has been having some very interesting conversations with the bird neighbors. I keep telling her not to worry these will only peck her head not try to carry her off like the crows might have. Honestly, some days her yapping is so annoying, I'd pay the crows with extra sparklies (like on Secret of NIMH) to carry her away. I hear this yap, yap, yikes coming from the backyard and I am so used to Bwarffff, bwarff....big dog, lips flapping barks that we had for so many years that sometimes I'm wondering what idiot is letting there "almost dog" bark. and then I have the realization is that I am that idiot.
My sweet slobbering hulk of a dog Willow Ozgood has been gone a year now and I still want to believe that I will look out the backdoor and she will be laying on her back kicking up her big ole legs, lips so big they cover her eyes, laughing at life and scratching that itch that only a good wallow in the dirt takes care of. And then of course come in and want to get up in my lap and share all the dirt in the world with me. I miss my giant furbaby so much. She brought me such joy and love. And as much fun and energy and love as Ellie Mae brings......she definately is not an old lady's dog. She is in fact, 200 percent a kid dog and I am so glad the kids have her here to let them lavish her with love and play.
I don't want to make this a sad post but just a rememberance of a very good dog and a short time spent loving her.
Hope your first day of March brings you joy and glimpses of the newness that surrounds us in nature.