Musical Crating

With the arrival of the foster sneak Brittney (I spelled her name wrong before!) we had to adjust dogs at home arrangements. The Brindle's crate was moved and foster pen was setup beside it. Voila! Do we look happy?

But when mama is sitting in her chair knitting we want to take turns being her best buddy.

Getting Through Winter

I know we all wish it were spring but in the meantime here's a few beasties doing their best to wait it out.

This is the way my dogs spent most of the winter, vying for position around the stove.

The tiger cat is Pepper and he has trained many dogs and taught respect.  The brindle is Sam, the white girl is Rose, the flashy fawn is Minnie who has DM and the little fawn guy with 3 legs is Fenway. The gray cat in behind the stove in the last pic is Angel.

Mercy To Mother Ship

MISSION REPORT: I believe I have assimilated myself with my subjects. They are pleasant enough making it easy for me to give them a happy face when they get up in the morning. 

MISSION REPORT: The adult female asked her if I was bugging the cows. I had no idea, apparently four legs does not equal canine on this planet!

MISSION REPORT: Difficulties achieving contact with mother ship today. Had to increase conductivity (judicial application of water) and extension of antennae.

MISSION REPORT: I've finally captured the littlest of the humans as my own. Will continue my focus on the others. The white furry male is apparently not a canine but a goober, as they call him. And they continually ask me If I'm a good girl. - Mercy