I found this cute puppy painting for sale at a store in Bozeman.

Bears a certain likeness to someone I know!

Little Miss Piper. She is a wild and wooly little hoot! Never a dull moment when she's around. What a mischief maker – A few weeks ago she shredded the seat of my leather couch :-/ Not so happy about that. I cannot keep a stuffed toy any longer than a week, and they are confetti-ized.

This is her favorite sock to play with (it had a lost mate in the laundry and was nearly new when we bequeathed it to her, and not that long ago either). And her 2nd best thing to play with, wood. Which is also not great, because I'm sure she must swallow some of it. My kitchen floor looks like a beaver lives in my house. We heat mostly with wood and have a huge wood stack in the yard, so there is no way to keep it 100% away from her.

She was scaling to the very tip-top of the woodpile (which is against the alley) whenever she saw a dog, deer, bunny, anything interesting to bark at, so Bruce had to screw an old hollow core door horizontally to 2 posts to block her access to the mountain of wood. She has no fear, and is generally going about 90 miles per hour, so I didn't want her to jump, or fall off the stack and into the alley.

A few days ago we were home on lunch break, and I happened to glance out the window.

Imagine my surprise when I saw wonder dog zipping around the top deck rail! (I grabbed my camera off the table before making her get down.) My deck is pretty far off the ground, so that makes me a tad nervous.

Declan was the most quiet, polite little lady, until the buffalo gal (Piper) came to live with us. She is apparently a pretty terrific teacher, and is turning Declan into quite the ruffian companion…..monkey see, monkey do. You can see Declan's little nose poking out in the right of the photo. She was on the table, and I'm sure was trying to figure out how to get on the rail with Piper.

Boy, are they pals!

I've never had terriers before, and they are an energetic lot, to say the least. Smart, funny, sweet, and bullheaded. Really bullheaded. This is the first time in my adult life that I haven't had some sort of stock dog. I miss having them so much. But we really needed to have more compact dogs now since our circumstances have changed and we have to transport everyone to the cabin when we go – littler dogs are easier to tuck under your arm and go.

We sure love 'em. Bruce always tells Piper ” You might be a goof ball, but you're our goof ball”.

TTFN,

Teresa

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