WE GOT SNOW!!! (Almost Wordless Wedensday)

We actually got SNOW in our yard this past weekend!!!!  It wasn't a big bunch, but it was actual snow that we could eat and everything!

Dott on Mail run with Robert... (HE took the pics, so guess who got to be in most of them...)

Checking for neighbor dogs...

 

Making yellow snow...

Hey, squirrel... is there snow down there, too?

 OK, Dad... I'm coming!

Hey, Brother BG... What do YOU think?

 Check out the snow on the Picnic Table in the back yard, guys!

 

Mmmm... This snow is pretty good eating!

Look out there at old Cory in his pen!

Guess WHAT!?!  This weekend, some of us are going to get to go camping in our new Travel Trailer!  Grammy's not sure who will get to go... depends on how nice we are to each other...  :(

Prayer Request…

When we first started blogging, our very first blog found us two wonderful new friends. The first one to comment was Betty from A Corgi in Southern California, and the second was Nancy from Our Life: Dozer and Cooper’s blog. We have happily followed them the past few years through ups and downs, along with adding so many more of you.  We have been so blessed and have gotten close to so many through our blog.  The support we have seen from this community for everyone has been awesome, and now it is needed again.

We just found out that Koda, Betty’s corgi, has been diagnosed with Lymphoma, a type of cancer. They are going to try chemotherapy and see how things go. Some dogs have gone into permanent remission with this treatment. Please go by and read her post, and help support her with prayers for the family and for Koda.

A Country Corgi’s Day…

This morning started out with a mail run for me and Mercy. Dad (Robert) lets us go with him when he goes down to get the mail because we listen to him even when those neighbor dogs come out and yell nasty things at us.  We get a bit excited...

First, of course, we must leave peemail…  and do a quick check on the enemy's position...

Then we head down the drive to the mailbox… 

Double check the position of the enemy… 

Ooooo! Check out that double rainbow! 

Wow! The grain hay our neighbor planted for us is starting to sprout! 

After GrandPaw got the mail, we noticed some kind of critter – probably a ground squirrel or chipmunk- had a new hole in the dirt by the driveway… 

It’s still in there! I’ll get it! 

I’m going in! 

Mom! GrandPaw is calling us. We’d better get going. 

Daaaadddd… I wasn’t finished yet!

Dad… I am NOT happy with you calling us in before I caught that critter! 

I’m going to go chew on a rawhide and pretend IT’S the critter!

Later, we went out back so Dad could let Cory out of his pen. 

Tuffy had been up the hill grazing, and came charging down when he saw Cory loose!

Pip got in his way and got his foot stepped on! He was really lucky he wasn’t hurt badly, but he tucked and rolled as Tuffy thundered over him. Grammy checked for broken bones and didn't find any, so she put frozen Otter Pops around his leg and wrapped it. She held him for about an hour, wrapped in a blanket, to keep him from getting shocky since he was shivering. After he settled, he went in and laid on the bed for several hours, then chewed off the bandage that held those frozen things on his leg and just barely has a limp now.

This evening, while Grammy was getting ready to hang up Papa’s work clothing in the little closet in the living room, she got a surprise. Apparently a country critter decided that it’s been to cold to stay outside, so it came in and decided to stay in the closet for a while. SURPRISE!

Grammy double checked it’s tail and then decided that it could stay since it will take care of any mice that might decide to live in that closet. 

Well, have a good day! We did! Except, maybe, Grammy...

Happy Valentines' Day!

Mr. Mango’s Request…

Since Mama OC is sleeping a lot lately and probably won’t notice, and since I, Dott, have taken over as Alpha corgi here in Corgi Country, I have decided to honor Mr. Mango’s request in our last post's comments, to also share some things about our Auntie Sadie.

(1) Hi, everyone! My name is Sadie aka. Silly Sadie, Shady Sadie Lady, or AOL (This is what they call me in OC’s hearing and refers to the fact that I am pitch black and it’s hard to take a picture of me… hence Absence Of Light.)

(2) I am about 7 years old and was a rescued dog. (This picture was from 2 days after I came here about 6 years ago. I was pretty thin.) Grammy had just lost her old “Shadow” who took the Bridge at 17 years old. She had gotten him when he wasn’t even two months old, and really missed him.

He was a Border Collie/Shepherd mix. She had also trained a black Border Collie when she was in High School that she really loved, and she said I looked a lot like them.

(3) I was totally thrilled to be rescued into a home that loves their dogs like Grammy and Papa love us, but OC, who had loved Shadow, and had recently been hurt and couldn’t do her “herding of the goats” job, got really jealous of me spending time with Grammy and “That young whipper snapper taking MY job!!!...” Corgis have LONG memories, and she has never gotten over that time… :(

(4) I am VERY SMART (like most Border Collies, I’m told) and learn things very quickly… sometimes just by watching without any formal training! I learned to bring things to Grammy, herd the goats (when we had them) and the horses, and do tricks that Grammy teaches the corgis.

I also learned to be a gentle, loving Auntie to the corgi pups. (BG & Dott when they were pups, and the new pups, Gimli, Mercy & Pip, now.)

(5) I will admit that sometimes I get a kick out of “being especially nice” to OC (the old biddie) by going up to her, licking her face and smiling at Grammy, while OC grumbles and fusses and Dott keeps a close eye to see that a fight doesn’t start.… :)

(6) Now that OC can’t go out running with us very often (not at all this past winter) I get to play with Grammy when we go out on runs and that is like heaven to me! I just get so thrilled that they say I “get goofy” and “monkey tail” all over the place.

(7) I really DO try to stay out of fights and run to get behind Grammy whenever one starts now-a-days. I do tend to warn them and then defend myself, some, when one or more of the corgis (especially OC) starts gnawing on my legs during the middle of a fight.

Thank you, Mr. Mango, for asking about me so that Her Highness, Dott, allowed me to tell a little about myself, too!