Friday, October 18, 2013

Morning Scare & Cold Paws

This morning Buddy and I--okay, mostly I--had quite the fright. Living on top of a mountain=quite a bit of fog in the fall/spring, and this morning it was particularly heavy, which is probably why I didn't see the Great Pyrenees in our front yard. (I keep telling myself that, too, so I don't feel as bad for not paying better attention.) In fact, I would never have known it was there, if it didn't start growling at us, definitely not in a let's-play kinda way. Then, it lunged--But not for us! For a little black and white dog I hadn't even noticed. I yelled at it to try and discourage it, but didn't feel confident doing anything else, especially with Buddy at my side.

One thing I learned today, though is that I do have some maternal instincts, at least. As soon as I heard the growling I stepped in front of Buddy, even before I'd fully processed that oh crap, there's an angry dog out here.

All of this took place in a span of about three seconds, but still--unnerving.

Moving on to the second part of our post, we had our first frost last night, which means the grass was not only wet this morning, but also very cold. Buddy sulked the whole time we were outside (which was admittedly shorter than it would have been if the morning had gone differently.)

Of course, if I were to invest in a pair of boots for him, he'd be even more upset with me. I can't win! I swear, Buddy is more of a princess than Sophie ever thought about being.

1 comment:

  1. We will probably have a frost tomorrow morning. Glad everything turned out ok with your scare.