picasion Nikita playing in the snow
Well, it’s supposed to be Spring around here, but Mother Nature has a different plan for us. Instead of watching all the Spring bulbs popping out of the ground, which they are, and watching them start to bloom, they are covered up under a pile of snow. One year ago around this time, we had temps in the 80’s, which normally does not happen and our trees bloomed early because they were confused. So, one year later, instead of our weather getting warmer as the days of the calendar pass us by, we are still dealing with shoveling snow and low temps.
Our poor little Spring blooms that have peeked out of the ground, are stunned by the cold and the blanket of snow that covers them, and will probably not bloom this year. The dogs, however, are still enjoying the snow on the ground. They run and play, eat the snow (hopefully not the yellow snow), and love digging in the snow piles. It is hard to get them to come back inside after enjoying a romp in the white stuff.
But, while inside, I still need to constantly watch our little puppy Bella, as what you need to do for any pup. When Bella disappears, that usually means trouble. I always think the best, but when I go investigate on what she is up to, most of the time she is being sneaky and up to something. I usually do a toy head count and know which one is gone from the toy box, and then I find her…. laying so innocently in the other room ripping apart a toy and yanking the stuffing out. I have seen my fair share of “stuffing” in poop piles, and have had enough of that sight, but as to why they do this still is a mystery to me.
Our “Pet Hospital” which resides on top of the fridge is always jammed packed with patients who need bandaged and sewed, and although I try my best, sometimes a “limb” needs to be surgically removed. Oh, those poor toys that sit in the toy box missing an arm or a leg, a eye has been sewn shut, and they start to look like Franken-Toys with all the battle scars across their chest. Poor poor toys, you sure have been through a lot, but you still hang in there, and have high fears the next time you are yanked out of the toy box wondering if “this” will be the day that we have to put you down. Bella is always innocent. She gives me that “it wasn’t me” look, and always points the finger at Nikita. We know better. Nikita hasn’t ripped up a toy in a long time, so we know who the culprit is that is doing all the damage to their poor toys. The Pet Hospital is always open for business.
The time it took me to write this post… another toy lost its life! RIP orange ball. For sure, more stuffing will be found later today in a steaming pile of poo.
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