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Lately, we feel like traffic cops.
To explain, you need to understand that we live at the very end of a gravel road. And that road connects to another gravel road that runs through the 1000 acre ranch we talk about (and, in the other direction, goes to the ski area). As you can imagine, not too many humans venture down our road.
Since Hu-Dad’s study is at the front of the house, we immediately hear and see anyone who does venture down the road.
In this last week, we have noticed a sudden influx of visitors.
Our big dog friends from the other night.
We posted the other day about how three of our big dog neighbors had somehow gotten out of the ranch’s fencing. Quite the surprise to see them eating the grass in front of our house.
Searching for the big dogs.
Big dogs can be quite elusive and the ranch hands were still searching for them yesterday. Though we didn’t see them yesterday, a neighbor did, so that’s why they were out our way looking for them. And, yes, we thought it was interesting with all of the horses they have, that this cowboy’s “horse” was a little loud.
Good thing the big dogs left enough grass for our little dog friends.
We have had quite the explosion of these little dogs this year. They are everywhere. We try to play tag, but they are fast.
Who needs TV with this view?
Just in case Hu-Dad ever fails to notice the action, we are always glad to alert him to any movement. Otherwise, he would be working on that crazy computer thing without break. Aren’t we helpful?
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I have been enjoying your postings, and checking on the herd everyday for the past month. Glad to see QNTE is getting better, and that the rest of herd is busy and happy. Your dogs make my day! Thank you so much for sharing
TheWhite Dog Army has been playing Construction Managers this week as our more urban neighbors had their old driveway torn out and are preparing the site for a new fancier one. But we DID have a Bobcat or two to hwol at…Stay on top of it Herd, ever vigilent!
Ebby sez: Even though we live in town, there’s always plenty of action outside our windows, too, out on the street. Lots of humans walking their dogs around our subdivision, and lots of ravens and magpies around the neighbourhood. In the winter time, we have “big dogs” roaming through our neighbourhood, ones that come out of the woods that surround our town. Our hu-Mom calls them “moose”.
Us city boys (and dogs) need to schedule a trip to the countryside or the beach too! It’s been a while for me to get away from the city and the dogs think our subdivision is the whole world!