All the Muddy Foot Prints

Ya know - every time I open up my blog I think I've got to find another design. I'm just not happy with this one, but I just can't seem to get something together that I like. Must be because it's spring and time for change.

Speaking of spring, I saw our first robins a couple of days ago. And yesterday afternoon when we were out running the doggers we saw lots of Canadian geese swimming in the water-filled ditches. Also heard them flying north overhead in their big "V" shape. Those guys are amazing in how fast they fly and for how long. They're so big and strong.

And finally, it's supposed to hit 50 today, and the snow is melting - finally. Now we can see all the trash in the yard. Where does it all come from? I had the yard nice and clean last fall before the snow fell.

It's also the season of muddy dogger feet and tummies and little muddy kitty tracks. Ole always takes the doggers out to the shop to clean them up. He's got a dog shower rigged up out there to get them clean, and then he blows them off with the air hose to dry them off. You wouldn't think they would like that, but they LOVE it. I really have to chuckle when he's done with them because they both look like they're having bad hair days when he's blown them off. But they both come back begging for more.

Then there's Senior Citizen Simon, who at this moment is stretched out on my bed with all four feet in the air. He's recovering from partying all night (snicker). Lovely Daughter has a big white cat named Hercules who comes to visit, and last night about 9 o'clock showed up on the back deck wanting to come in. We've got a dog door in the back garage door, and also one in the door that goes from the garage to the basement. Ole is supposed to lock that one when he's not working in the basement, but frequently forgets. Last night was one of those nights. Well, Herk's no dumby and knows that he can get in on his own and comes in to share Simon's food at night. So last night the Young Punk (Herk) decided to take the Old Grandpa (Simon) out on the town and taught Simon how to go through all the dog doors to get outside and go party. Lovely Daughter told me this morning that Simon followed Herk down the driveway all the way over to her house and even came inside when she opened the door. She said there was a kitty party in her living room because some of her old timer cats were so happy to see Simon. After all, he hasn't been outside much since last fall.

So that's another sign of spring - Senior Citizen Simon went for a jaunt.

But when he discovered that she'd acquired two new cats that he'd never met before he decided it was time to blow this pop stand and he and Herk proceeded to investigate the remainder of the night. He didn't come in until this morning, left little muddy foot prints all over my freshly washed kitchen floor, had a snack and came to bed. Now he'll probably sleep all day because at his age, he's just not used to being out all night.

Well, that's about all the excitement I can stand for one day - how about you?

Love Lena