As I mentioned in the April 11th post of sleeping dogs, I was overwhelmed by the number of great photographs sent in. I promised “Sleeping Dogs Two,” and here it is.
The timing is somewhat self-serving, in that I’m leaving soon for a conference in Denver on The Neurobiology of Human-Animal Interactions, and trying to get done in two days what I’d normally do in a week. Although I wish the conference had not been in May, also known to farmers and gardeners in Wisconsin as “Please-someone-make-the-world-slow-down-because-I-am-losing-my-mind” month, I am very much looking forward to some interesting talks and discussions. I’ll write about them next week.
Clockwise from top left: Numie between the knees, Adrian & Newton napping together, No Name re-purposing an “arm rest”, Keeva doing the same in a feeder pan, Ellie falling out of her snuggle bed, and Habi’s feet whilst snoozing.
Round Two, clockwise again from top left: Laika with paw on head (how cute is that?), Missy sprawled on the chair, Peanut upside down in the dog bed, Suzie looking like I want to feel right now, Tripp showing off her belly, Trevor-more paws on the face, Sienna looking langorous, and Red Dog with Pug (Lola? Shari?).
Sorry I didn’t get the names of all the dogs… I’ll know to ask next time. But I loved this project, I’m hatching up another similar idea, stay tuned.
MEANWHILE, back on the farm: Holy moly, is there a spray that one can use to stop everything growing for just a few days? A biological pause button? To slow the garlic mustard from going to seed until we can pull it all before it goes to seed (horrible invasive, taking over our woods), stop the Virginia Stick Seed from taking over our new pasture, (the world’s worst burr, a horrible combo with long-haired dogs), or just ask the dandelions to please restrict their reproductive exuberance to the lawn instead of my flower gardens?
However, it’s also flat out gorgeous now, with the tulips blooming, the late daffodils a yellow that they must have stolen from the sun, and the Virginia Bluebells waving to us out the kitchen window. Five of the seven lambs are thriving, while Pepper’s twins are doing okay. It doesn’t look like I should breed Pepper again, she just doesn’t give much milk. Might be early signs of Ovine Progressive Pneumonia (OPP), which has plagued our flock for the last few years. We’ll be doing genetic testing soon, (some sheep are resistant, some not susceptible) and having to make some tough decisions in the future I suspect. The circle of life is always present on a farm, just a few steps from your front door.
Here’s some of my favorite tulips, one of my favorite spring flowers, just about at the end of their reign:
Three lambs want to know why I’ve come over and am pointing this funny, black thing at them….