Life as a Country Dog

We've survived our first week as country dogs! We must say, it has been an interesting week. Once we got settled in, we figured it would be like every other time we have come to the country but, on Monday, Mom got up and left all day! We weren't sure what to think of that so we slept. There were some strange noises during the day, so we barked at them. We didn't want anything bad to happen while we were guarding the house. Mom got home safely that night and we got fed so we were okay with how things turned out.

The next day, Mom got up and left all day again! We thought she might stay home because it was raining. She must have looked like a drowned rat when she got to work because she forgot to bring her raincoat. She had to hold an umbrella while she unlocked and locked the two gates she goes through to get to the public road. We were glad to be snug in a dry house!

When Mom got home that night ... it was FREEZING outside! She made us go outside for awhile and we decided it was only the 40(F)s and that was pretty nice for running and barking and barking and running. For some reason, Mom wasn't too excited about standing outside with us. Then she got smart and put on one of the coats that Grandma and Grandpaw have around here.

The next day Mom left AGAIN! We have come to accept that she is selfish and runs off to do fun things without us. She has been coming home with new smells on her. We have been sniffing a lot to get clues but we don't have enough information yet. We did see that she stopped by a store and got a rain-jacket. That was a smart idea because the next morning was nice but it was raining by mid-day. She got good use out of her rain-jacket when she came home and had to come through the gates again.

On Friday we woke up to this ...






Now we know some of you are laughing that we even took pictures of so little snow on the ground but ... it was up to our knees! We have never seen snow so we had to ask Mom about it. We told her it was too cold for us but she didn't do anything about it. There aren't any pictures of us in the snow because we weren't interesting in spending too much time in it.

We have decided huskies are a little bit crazy since they like this stuff ...

Oh yeah, one more thing ... there is something in the distance which we can hear but not see or smell. Mom calls it a train. It comes by all of the time and whistles at us. Mom says we don't need to worry because the train can only go where the tracks are and we are 3 or 4 miles from the track. She said she would measure it for us if we were really worried about it. Do you think we need to get a measurement?