“Despite the forecast, live like it’s spring.”
Today’s a delight. It has a hint of spring about it. The sun is bright against a blue, blue sky. It is 45° and may even reach 50°. A remnant of yesterday’s wind is still blowing just a bit. The highest branches on the pine trees in my backyard are swaying every now and then.
This hint of spring has a drawback. I find myself eying the vacuum and the mop thinking it is time for a full scale assault on the dust. I have already started cleaning upstairs in a small way. Jack’s room has been vacuumed, and my bedroom has been a bit decluttered, but it remains a dust bowl. I keep wanting to write Clean Me on the bookcase.
Nala has topped herself. Her thievery was at its worst yesterday. Chicken, two thighs, were frying on the stove. I was planning a couple of real dinners, even with potatoes and a veggie. All of a sudden I noticed she was in the hall chomping on something. When I went to see what she was eating, she ran out the back door, her tell. I checked the stove. One of the thighs was missing. I saw her run off the deck into the yard with the thigh in her mouth. This is her first theft from the stove. It reminded me of Duke, our boxer when I was a kid. He stole the Sunday roast beef from the counter. My brother and I caught him. We had to wrestle the meat from his mouth. That dog was a real judge of quality meat. Anyway, once we got it, we washed it and smoothed the teethmarks on it. My mother never knew.
When I was a kid, the first spring-like day had me wanting to shed my winter layers. I wanted to wear just my spring jacket with maybe a sweater for my mother’s sake, but she usually nixed that plan. Sometimes she did give in a little and let me go without a hat and mittens which wasn’t really a concession as I usually ditched the hat once I was out of the house. I wanted my heavy winter jacket in the closet for the duration. I wanted spring.
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March 12, 2024 at 4:06 pm
Hi Kat,
I just read an article that said that this past winter was the warmest in history in the lower 48 states. Too bad the MAGA nut jobs won’t buy into the truth about global warming. They will wait until only god knows what will happen. Today has been cloudy with a predicted high of 78°.
When Nala burns herself stealing food off of the stove, she will never try that again. Dogs may be dumb, but they’re not stupid.
My father had a friend who raised Great Dane dogs. He owned a large male Great Dane named Moose. He had a station wagon and Moose rode in the back cargo area. My father was going to smoke some baby back spare ribs for a party. His friend picked up several cardboard boxes of frozen ribs from the meat wholesaler. When my father went to the back of the station wagon to unload the meat, he discovered that Moose was chewing on a slab of raw frozen ribs which he had liberated from the frozen cardboard box on top. Dogs have an amazing sense of smell. Who would think that a Great Dane could smell the frozen slab through the cardboard box including that each slab was wrapped in plastic? But, he did! No one wanted to recover the slab from that very large dog. We just let him enjoy himself. 🙂
March 12, 2024 at 8:47 pm
Hi Bob,
I read that as well. It didn’t surprise me given how little snow we had, just one storm. MAGA believes their god no matter what lies or silliness he says. I do think he really doesn’t understand global warming.
This is her first stove theft. The chicken had barely started cooking so no lesson with this one. It was a small frying pan on a front burner. I’ll cover it in the future.
Henry never steals. I think that comes from how afraid he was for so long when I got him. He has a long snout so smelling should be fairly easy for him. Boxers, on the other hand, because of the smushed noses are never used for hunting or for anything else needing a good smeller. Nala, though, seems to be the exception.
I can take food out of Henry’s mouth, but I’d never take any from an unknown dog.