A Formal Apology

I wish to issue a formal apology to the wee visitors I posted about several weeks ago.

The story was that my dog's food was disappearing mysteriously every night. The enamel ware pan they use holds 4 to 5 cups of food. I could go to bed after filling the pan, and get up bright and early the next morning to a shiny, empty pan. After having 4 extremely cute orphaned baby skunks playing in our yard all summer, I was certain one or more had figured out how to use the doggy door, and was helping itself to dinner.

Umm, apparently not………

Imagine my surprise when I pulled open the drawer on my dining room sideboard and finding this. OMG.

This isn't a cabinet I use often. Mostly it holds tablecloths and runners, and a few tabletop decorative items I use to switch off.

This picture with the fish and fisherman was an art project my brother did when he was 8 years old. The teacher he had way back then brought it to me at work a few months ago. He said he has had it hanging above his fly tying bench all these many years, but thought maybe I'd like to give it to my brother. I thought that was so sweet, and planned to give it to Tony at Christmas time. Now the whole top of it is covered with dog food grease………@&$~Β£*#!!!!

 

Also a ton of greasy dog food on my antique linen tablecloths- great.

So now I know this had to be the work of a MOUSE. MICE. Perhaps many, many MEECE. And here I was, unjustly accusing those little, baby skunks.

I would guess we pulled out between 12 and 17 pounds of $50 per bag limited ingredient dog food, and a bit of cat food. Mixed in was just a little fuzz and string it/they gathered for future nest building, and thankfully I found only 3 or 4 pieces of poop. Every bit of the food scooped up I took to the alley figuring the birds would be happy to eat it, so it wouldn't be a total waste. That was around 10 o'clock last night. I went out at lunch time today to get some firewood, checked to see how much food was left in the alley, and EVERY BIT OF IT WAS GONE!! I don't think the birds could have eaten it that quickly. I'm afraid there must be a a horrendous influx of rodents this fall.

Here's what the mighty vole hunters have been up to while all this has transpired –

 

 

 

This has been a terribly problematic year for so many folks who have been having to deal with an over abundance of rodents.

I'll be dropping a wad at the hardware store tomorrow, investing in the latest, greatest mouse X-ers.

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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Terriers, Or Is It Terrors?

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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A Crazy Ride

Here are a few photos of a nice afternoon ride we took around the cabin on the 4 wheeler this summer. The Crazy Mountains are a beautiful place to be. This was a sort of last hurrah knowing that the work on the cabin was going to get very real, very shortly. So we dedicated the whole weekend to goofing off.

 

 

A lot of the mountain wild flowers were starting to peek out. It was cool, and beautiful, and the flies were not tormenting us.

 

 

 

We caught this gal taking a nap not far off the trail.

I was sorry we had disturbed her, but she didn't seem to be too bothered by Us.

I had taken Declan on short rides on the scooter and 4 wheeler, but this ride was a couple of hours, and she loved every minute! Since we've gotten Piper, she has gone on a few not quite as long jaunts, and is also quite the mountain girl. I just tuck one under each arm, ride on the back while Bruce drives, and off we go!

We came across this old abandoned cabin, which was quite large. I wonder if it was a family homestead back in the day, which many people often left for “proper houses” closer to town eventually. I wouldn't think someone would go to the trouble of building a weekend cabin just to let it fall to such ruin.

Since there were so many flowers coming out, there was an abundance of butterflies nectar hunting. I was able to catch a few shots of this one.

 

 

A lot of the old pine trees at higher elevations were covered with this moss. They looked a little spooky.

 

There are some pretty spectacular views to be had in the Crazies. I cannot tell you how blessed we feel to have a little piece of this paradise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Such a wonderful day!

Now back to reality, and the labor of love that lies in front of us! YIKES! A humongous labor of love!

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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Bark in the Park, 2015

I've been blogging for just over 2 years; can't believe it! One of the first posts I did was on the Bark in the Park fundraiser for our local animal shelter. I missed last year for some reason, but was able to get to it this year. It seems like folks really enjoy it, and it is certainly for a good cause.

There was every size and shape poochie you could imagine there –

 

I bet this big Mastiff weighed at least 175 pounds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

These German Shepards were extremely well mannered. They were off leash and followed every command their master gave them.

They had a cute costume contest –

 

 

 

These little gals placed second with their doggy dressed as a skunk, and them costumed as bottles of tomato juice!

The police department put on a demonstration with the K-9 police dog, Bobi. They did a drug detection demo, and had another officer suit up for an attack demo.

 

 

There was an agility course –

 

 

And then they opened the pool for water sports –

This photo from Facebook

There were other fun money raising activities; Have your picture taken with the magical unicorn! –

Or a short jaunt on a camel around the grounds –

 

Declan and Piper would have had a very fun time at the event I'm sure, but Miss Piper is quite the whirling dervish, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hang on to her and get a photo that was not a blurry mess, so they just stayed home and played run and wrestle.

There are a lot of good folks out there that love their critters! Too bad all folks can't be that way, then the need for for shelters would be greatly reduced. But I'm glad people rally to support all the little fuzzies that can't take complete care of themselves, and need a helping hand until they find their forever home.

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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Piper is Home

Well, it's a done deal. This little gal is at her forever home.

I think, as far as having a few days adjustment time goes, Declan is having a harder time than Piper. Although, Piper has some very obvious trauma issues for sure. She is scared of boots, scared of baseball caps, and terrified of sticks. She is having a very difficult time warming up to Bruce. When we got home from Anaconda, she was doing pretty well. She really likes Declan (but I'm not sure the feeling is fully reciprocated yet), and was doing fine moseying around the house. Then Bruce picked up a measuring stick to push Declan's toy out from under the bookshelf, and Piper tucked her tail and ran to the corner where she just cowered. Poor little baby. Who knows what all she has endured.

She was found wandering as a stray on the Browning Indian Reservation. She was taken to a shelter in that area, then transported to the shelter in Anaconda. Then, the lady that runs the shelter took her to her house for about a week. She was taken to the veterinary clinic and spayed on the 3rd, then back to the shelter. We picked her up on the 5th and drove 135 miles home. The vet that spayed her thinks she is probably around 8 months old, and definitely less than a year. I can't believe she is as trusting and happy as she seems right now. That's a pretty rough life for a baby, and she most certainly displays signs of abuse. I told her when we walked in the house, whatever she's had to go thru before now she can forget about, because she doesn't have to worry a bit with her new crew. We'll do our dangedest to give her the best life possible.

Declan warmed up to her fairly quickly, but if it was up to Piper, the running and hopping would last 4 hours straight. That's a bit much when Declan was just used to playing with Glee for about 10 minutes at a stretch. So when Piper is persistent about playing, it makes Declan afraid, and she tries to run away from her. She has had 2 bad crash and burns trying to outrun the play monster, and is now limping pretty badly on her right front leg. We have have had to intervene and pack Declan around much more than she is used to. We also let her lay on our bed with the door shut to escape for a little quiet time.

 

 

I think things will wind down and norm out; all in good time. Declan is just such a shy little thing, it is hard for her to be around a normal acting, rambunctious puppy. Glee was like a loving little Nanny to her, always tolerant, carefully playful, and so patient with her, that this little ruffian is fairly startling to deal with!

Anyone considering pet adoption, please look into Pintler Pets in Anaconda, MT. As I write this, there are 82 cats/kittens, and 38 dogs/puppies in their little, bare bones shelter. Pat, the shelter administrator, said they are getting another shipment of dogs/puppies this coming Saturday from the reservation. We have a new, very fancy pants ,deluxe shelter in our town, and it seems they usually have only 4 to 10 dogs at most. I went out there yesterday to try to find a mesh vest harness for Piper before we go back to work tomorrow. I talked with the lady working the desk and asked her why the don't take some of the animals to help Pintler Pets. She said she would talk to her boss to try and get some of the overflow. I really hope she is good for her word. There is a desperate need for homes for these many animals!

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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To Every Thing There Is A Season

When I started this blog almost 2 years ago, I knew I wanted it to be a “no trauma, no drama” blog. Just sharing lots of beautiful scenery from my little Montana town and surrounding area, occasional changes and additions to my home and gardens, fun snippets about my sweet critters, that sort of thing. No droning on and on about personal things, family malfunctions, health problems, political goings on, etc., etc.

So, I guess I'm going against my own self imposed rules with this post, but these last 11 months have been tough ones, and have left big gaping holes in what I like to talk a lot about.

Three weeks ago today, we lost our sweet little Glee. We are all sick and heartbroken. I have been thru this so many times with pets, and it never, never gets any easier. It is all I can do to post these pictures of her that were taken such a short time ago.

Just 1 short month before Glee passed, our cherished little Mama cat, Asia, very unexpectedly passed away. As hard as that was, we were a bit more braced for it as she was 17 years old, and age was making her fade a little bit each day, right before our eyes. She still ate well, but I'm sure weighed less than a pound when she died.

And last year in July, we lost our Rootin' Tootin' Twister. At nearly 17 1/2 we knew his days were numbered, but it sure doesn't make it any less heart wrenching.

So here we are with little miss Declan, who is lost without Glee. Without a doubt, Glee was the very most important thing in her life, far above the people in our household. Every morning she gets up and goes from room to room looking for Glee.

And our baby cat Angel, who at age 16, has never been without her mother Asia. She is horribly sad and bewildered – it is truly obvious how forlorn she is. They were always snuggled together in their porch basket, or snoozing together on the recliner or couch.

 

 

 

I know I can't bring another cat home. At Angel's age, and with her temperament, there is no way she could cope with a new cat. Not that I even want to, but if having a companion would help her, I would certainly do that for her. And there are so very many that need homes. But, I know Angel so well that I understand it would only scare and alienate her. And she certainly does not need that right now.

But miss Declan is another story. She is still a baby. At 10 months of age, she needs someone to play with and develop a bond. Dogs are pack animals, after all. So, being the not terribly bright people that we are, we will get up early tomorrow morning, hop in the truck, and head for Anaconda. It is there that we have an appointment with the animal shelter, to meet an 8 month old terrier mix puppy, that, like Declan, is another reservation rescue dog. We will see how that all pans out, and I will most assuredly be back with an update! Oh my Lord, I just hope we don't come home with the whole back seat full of fluffy tail-waggers!

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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PLAY DATE

Lucky little Declan got invited to a play date. Sure looks like she could use some fun time, doesn't it! (So bored!)

We were lucky enough to be invited over to play with this baby girl, who, like Declan, was also adopted after a rescue from a reservation.

Cricket is just 3 months old, and her new mom thought it might be fun for she and Declan to get together to play since they're both babies. So we popped over to their house knowing we were in for an adventure!

There were so many awesome, fuzzy, bouncy, and squeaky toys! Glee was happy to meet everybody, but once she figured out we weren't there for a smorgasbord, she had better things to do than play. So she just explored while everyone else was playing in the yard.

This is Cricket's family; her Mom tickling her tummy, Waylon the Corgi, and Maisey the mystery mix. She, too, was a reservation adoption puppy.

Here is a better pic of sweet Maisey.

Declan was pretty reserved when we got there, and we all tried our best to get her to run and play, but it was just too darn scarey she thought. She gave it a shot a time or 2…

But when the other dogs paid any attention to her, it was back to hiding between my feet, or finding Glee and gluing herself to her side.

So, it was a great exercise in learning to be social, and was a wonderful way to spend part of a beautiful, blue skyed Monday! Thanks so much for the invite, Cricket, Waylon, Maisey, and Amy!

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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Faces To Love

These are my bestest girls in the whole world!

She's got me wrapped around her little dewclaw!

I love this little sweet pea with all my heart!

I can't for the life of me understand why animal shelters are full to overflowing. These little friends are some of the best parts of living a full and happy life. They ask so little, and give so very much.

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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If you don’t like the weather, wait 5 minutes and it will change!

The weather has been all over the place –

Rain

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Really cold

 

Turning to record high temps, and blue skies

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Then jumping to Rip Snorting WIND!!

And back to rainy, and a bit gloomy.

But I'm not complaining. Those poor folks on the east coast; they have every right to complain with snow practically to their chins right now.

I took the poochies out to potty before bed last night. I like to stand on my front porch at night, look at the stars, and say my prayers while I wait for the dogs. It was such a warm, calm night. So quiet, and I could hear rain falling softly on my flower beds. Then I looked a little harder, and the street and sidewalks were not wet at all. I walked out into the yard, no rain at all. The sound I was hearing were worms (probably hundreds) crawling thru the leaves in the flower gardens! That, I can assure you, is not a common occurrence in Montana in February! This would explain the robin we saw when we went for a walk on Sunday. They are hardy little birds and will put up with some winter weather if they have some nice fat worms to feast on between snowstorms. Normally, tho, they don't show up here until late March.

 

She was hard to catch a picture of – I'm sure she was on a worm fetching mission.

It was was a perfect day for a walk.

There is an awesome walking trail across the river that is 2 miles round trip. This is a little resting spot for anyone who would like to set a spell and contemplate.

 

Students from the art department at Montana State University built this neat wind instrument. When the wind blows (as it always does in this neck of the woods) this pipe construction catches it and produces very soulful little songs.

There is this lovely old barn to look at as you meander along the trail.

All the bushes and trees are beginning to bud out.

Everybody was so happy to be out in the sunshine.

 

Our beautiful view as we headed back.

 

See what all that good fresh air does for a body………tuckers ya plum out!

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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This and That

Not much going on, so this is going to be a scattered, random, pretty nonsensical post.

So, Declan has commenced losing her baby teeth. (YAY) It has been pretty hysterical! She lost her 2 front teeth first, and looked every bit a kindergartener. This was followed by the checkerboard look as the others in the frontline followed suit. Now she has a double row of the very sharp eye teeth. The new ones are coming in, and the baby ones remain tightly anchored. She will not sit still enough for me to take a picture of the full effect, but here is a very close likeness! (TeeHee πŸ˜‰ )

She is growing by leaps and bounds, but is still pretty little! Since I take her to work with me, she gets to visit with a lot of folks. Most ask what breed she is, and I tell them her story, and that it's pretty much a mystery, but that I tend to think she is mostly Jack Russell terrier. Well, that opens the gate to the guessing game, and everyone has their very own opinion as to what they think she may be – I've been told she's everything from chihuahua to collie (?!?, she's only 8 pounds, don't think there's enough room in there for collie!), with everything in between…beagle, corgi, manchester, and on and on. If I was extremely wealthy I would order one of those doggy DNA kits to solve the mystery, but they are about $75! So I believe I will just start telling folks, with a very definitive air, that she is a genuine terrier mutsky.

I got a new phone for Christmas that has a camera. I didn't feel comfortable taking either of my “real” cameras to work for fear I would damage them. It is so darn pretty out there most days, I was just in mourning when something awesome would present itself (or my little beasty would do something adorable) and I was camera-less. I'm finding it's pretty hit-and-miss with this phone camera, but at least I can kinda capture the moment.

The heater was broken at work for about 3 weeks. It was COLD out there first thing in the morning til I could stoke up the space heater. Declan didn't fuss at all when we would go straight in and bundle her tight in her shop blankey.

After it warmed up some, she was ready to visit with folks as they came thru, or wrestle around with her toys. She is so good at work, no trouble at all. It is really nice to have her for company during slow spells.

There is absolutely no zoom on this phone camera. Which is a shame, because if you could see how the light is reflected off the Crazy Mountains bright and early in the morning – it is breathtaking! Magnify this by about 100 (which is how my eye sees it), and this is just a quarter of the 360 degree view I have all around me at work.

I can remember sitting in my cubicle at my old job (where I had spent my entire adult life), stacks of papers and books all around me, feeling overwhelmed and sick with stress, and just thinking “if I could just sit and look out the window for a minute, I would feel so much better”. Thank you, Lord, I've gotten my wish! It is a grand thing for your mind and soul when you have a phenomenal job!

I've not gotten to the cabin yet this winter. Bruce tries to make it worth his while when he goes, so usually leaves Saturday morning and comes back Sunday evening. I work every Saturday, so our schedules are not in sync. But it has been dreadfully cold and windy this winter so far, so guess I can hold out on going and not be too terribly sad. His snowmachine is out of commission presently, so he is grounded til he can get it repaired. Since we had some weekend time together, we went to dinner at the Chinese restaurant last Saturday and did a bit of tourage on the gerbil wheel here in town.

This big boy came over to see what the dickens we were looking at.

 

A couple of old abandoned log homes down on the island. See the doe standing to the right at the 2nd cabin? I can't believe someone hasn't fixed these up. You just don't see abandoned homes in our area much, if ever. I was appalled when we vacationed in New England and saw so many awesome, historical homes boarded up, or in a derelict falling down state. It just made me heart-sick! I told Bruce if we could figure out how to transport them to Montana for cheap, we could plop them on a couple acres, fix them up, and sell them for bazillions of dollars! But that is a far fetch between New Hampshire and Montana.

 

Even when it's cold and blustery, you can still find something wonderful to do if you're up for it. See the fisherman mid-picture? He's not letting the weather slow him down any! We saw lot's of folks walking their dogs, kids sledding, even one couple cross country skiing right on the streets in town!

We stopped and fed the ducks at the park.

FLASH MOB! Boy, were they hungry! Lots of folks feed them, but it's just been so cold, they need lots of feed.
No skaters tho. It's been too darn windy. It makes the ice freeze like ~~^~~^~~^~~^~~ which is a much too rough surface to skate on.

 

 

 

More of these goofs in town. These guys were about a block from my house. They are totally urbanized and not scared a bit.

My favorite giant.

 

Late afternoon New Years Day out at my folk's farm. We had a fun potluck, and my Mom made a kettle of chili and some delish desserts.

That's about all the excitement I have for now! Bet it about knocked your socks off πŸ™‚

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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