Do I smell like a dog?
It feels like I have been doing the same things over and over and over again this winter. My days seem to go about like this: get up, feed puppies and clean-out pen. Eat breakfast, do school. Feed puppies and feed my own face. Check puppies, do house or shop work, eat supper. Check puppies, go to bed. Sleep until 6:30 and repeat.
And then yesterday it snowed. White, powdery snowflakes covered the driveway and piled up on tree branches.
This afternoon I took more puppy pictures, and then deleted half of them because the puppy was either moving, or there was a hand in the picture, and I do not like blurry puppy pics!
"Oh, pardon me! Is this the pose you wanted? Could you hurry up and get done? There are soooo many different smells and things to chew on here!"
Puppies are just a major part of my days right now. I sit down at the lunch table and a few (maybe more) doggie hairs settle in my wake. Something tickles the inside of my nose and I discover something highly resembling a dog fur-ball. Dad might come back and ask, "Can you come help in the shop?" My reply: "Sure, I just smell like a dog and am covered in dog hair, but yeah, why not?"
If you get bored reading about the puppies constantly (which I wouldn't blame you) don't check back for a few weeks, until something more interesting happens!
And then yesterday it snowed. White, powdery snowflakes covered the driveway and piled up on tree branches.
The sun coming up behind the snow covered trees
No, I did not use photo-shop! The snow was on the tree like that.
This afternoon I took more puppy pictures, and then deleted half of them because the puppy was either moving, or there was a hand in the picture, and I do not like blurry puppy pics!
Hey there, hold your head still please!
"Oh, pardon me! Is this the pose you wanted? Could you hurry up and get done? There are soooo many different smells and things to chew on here!"
Puppies are just a major part of my days right now. I sit down at the lunch table and a few (maybe more) doggie hairs settle in my wake. Something tickles the inside of my nose and I discover something highly resembling a dog fur-ball. Dad might come back and ask, "Can you come help in the shop?" My reply: "Sure, I just smell like a dog and am covered in dog hair, but yeah, why not?"
If you get bored reading about the puppies constantly (which I wouldn't blame you) don't check back for a few weeks, until something more interesting happens!
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