To Cool you off, Laura
Posting a photo on this blog is not that easy for people who are unfamiliar with computer programmes. This one is more convoluted and not as easy to load up pictures but I'm assuming that the changes are upgrades for Eric and the fact is, I'm learning something new, which is good. I have a Quilt Chat Sign in on my tool bar so that part is easy. I just click on that. Then the screen tells me to put in my password. That's easy. But when I put in my password up comes a screen that asks me if I'd like to sign up for or create a blog. No. So, I click on my return screen button and that disappears and up comes the screen that allows me to post. If I want to add a photo, I click on the tiny picture of (looks like sky & mtns) on the post tool bar at the top next to the word 'link'. When I click on this, it takes me right into my picture file and I can select and upload from there. I expect computers will have different programmes. (And I've just had a power serge on my computer. I have a device that accommodates this but we're having a storm right now so I'm thinking I might better get off the computer quickly).
I have also been busy but it's nice to read other's posts and between the B&B and my new puppy, I haven't had much free time. Puppies are not for everyone, particularly someone my age and thankfully, there are those who do rescue work and will take in older dogs. For me, I bond better with a dog raising it from a puppy and somehow the delight of watching a puppy discover the world is something that I enjoy. They do not come cheaply. Nor does their care afterward but it's part of the commitment I'm prepared for and they are my life, this breed of Australian Shepherds. I have a one and a half year old, Annie by name; the pup, nutmeg in colour, four months and an old girl here who has an enlarged heart and may well have had it since birth. She is on lasix and is slowly retaining fluid. Whether the lasix can keep ahead of the fluid accumulating in her system remains to be seen. She's holding her own but she's always 'huffed' and not been an active dog so she may have had heart damage from birth. She's twelve and a half and needs close watch as she's in diapers to catch the results of the lasix. If we live long enough, we seem to end up in diapers but I didn't expect a dog to go through this.
Now that I've blathered on and eyes glazed over, the photo above was taken of the grassy laneway that runs across several properties which locals here call the farmer's walk. It runs from the old farmhouse, of which our property was part of years ago and across four properties to the north. It's very pretty when we've had a snowfall. Hope this helps visually cool you off, Laura,
Rosey
posted by RoseyP @ 6:13 AM
3 Comments:
God Bless You, Rosie. I could not handle a puppy, or any other dog for that matter. Our 10 year old rat terrier has ME trained, LOL. Refuses to go potty in the gravel near the patio, would rather go outside. That's fine unless it is dark and I hope we don't run into the 3 coyotes (I guess there's still 3). My husband is pretty good to take her out in the dark, but if it is my turn I carry a pistol and try not to go very far, and stay in the light from the street lights. Loved your new puppy's picture, great looking dog. Lavinia/AZ
and you " carry a pistol" ????? Goodness me ! Where ever do you live Lavinia ? Nobody I know owns a pistol, much less would walk outside with one... Are the coyotes such a threat ? Is it legal ? There's a lot about America that I don;t understand !
Lovely photo Rosey, thank you. Here it's spring time, I should try to post a photo of our spring colour..
Marion.
Lavinia, when you posted the picture with the three coyotes in it walking so close to a house I couldn't believe you'd capture something like that with a camera. It almost looked staged. Did you take that photo that you'd posted awhile ago with the coyotes?
We don't have guns in the house but here, if we did, it would be a long-barrel shotgun and as much as shotguns are a painful reminder of a death in my life, I would use it on a coyote. They ate our cat, MacDuff, years ago, they ate two cats next door and when I moved to the country 24 years ago, my vet, who had been my vet in the city as well, warned me not to let my dogs out at night alone; to always supervise them (the cat, I had no control over and he managed to live nine lives in eleven and finally got caught one night).
Marion, the US gun laws are different to ours here in Canada and I think many people carry handguns. I know one other on this forum had one; don't know if she still has it (and she's tough enough to use it if she needed to, I suspect). Maybe Lavinia will answer your question about pistols/handguns and why, in the US, this is not unusual.
Lavinia, when my Ceilidh died of hemangiosarcoma, two and a half years ago, I was totally devastated. The term 'heartdog' applied to our relationship. She was me; I was her, one in mind and spirit. I thought long and hard about getting another puppy in my early seventies but the thought occured: why wait for the grim reaper; I'll never live my life as I want to. And so, here I am with two...and couldn't be happier. I love seeing the world through a puppy's eyes. The wonderment of each discovering; the energy, the humour, the joy more than account for the time commitment over their first year to get them trained. But yes, I do understand how you feel. Australian Shepherds are biddable, easy to train (I may eat my words here...lol) and wonderful companions. I've had other breeds and for the life of me, couldn't train them; they trained me, ruined my broadloom in a home I was selling so that I had to come down in my price, drove me batty so that I'd never have that breed again (shih tzus) but they were cute and cuddly, were empty-headed in regard to any training (I found).
Rosey
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