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1/18/17 The back yard is weird

The back yard has been weird. We’ve had rain, then ice storms, then more rain. So the ground is like a water-mud-ice-more water club sandwich. It looks like this:

ground

Yecch, right???

It looks like mud but slippery due to the ice, so if you fall it’s a double whammy. Fortunately, I’ve got those “cleats” on  my paws, meaning I’m a little steadier than Mom is out there!

Today the weather is warmer and I came in from my morning duties looking like I’d had a mud bath, or a mud spritz at least. From now until Springtime, Mom will have my leash in one hand and the mop in the other. She says the “war on paw prints” is real and “she’s probably going to lose anyway” but she’s going down fighting!

Mom says she is going to hijack my blog and post separately about the whole book thing.

We both thank you all for your good wishes!

Woof! Love, Maggie and Liz

 

1/24/15 Big Toy

Mom and Jamie went out and bought me a Big Toy. It’s a very large tennis ball on a tough, knotted rope. I am loving it and having a fun time!

bigtoy

We got up to the 40’s the last couple of days, and most of the snow melted. Then it froze, so now the backyard has a thick coating of ice in spots.

I could hear a cat in the woods meowing her head off. I’ve seen her around lately. She’s a feral cat, and we think she is in heat. Mom throws chicken scraps out for the cats. I get jealous of that.

Anyway, I could hear her before the humans heard her, so I pretended like I had to use the bathroom. Once they opened the back door, I ran out through the sweet spot in the fence and into the woods to give chase to the cat.

Jamie jammed his shoes on his feet and tried to catch me, but the ice in the yard confounded him. He was persistent though, and found me on the other side of the swamp. Foiled again!

Mom was angry, and told me to lie down. She says that in the spring, they are going to reinforce the fence.

I am going to lie down for a while and then try to coax Mom with the Big Toy and a friendly game of tug-o-war.

Woof! Love, Maggie

PS – I think I frightened off the cat.