Oh, April showers have come our way… but, this past Friday we had a surprise April snowfall…
All afternoon and half the night, it snowed. By the time we awoke Saturday morning we had a good two to three inches of fresh snow, but the roads were clear. Scott and I enjoyed picturesque snow scenes as we drove to Troy, New York for a local quilt show. Here is one of the winning quilts.
Throughout the morning, temperatures rose… by the time we returned home, most of the snow was gone. But, we had had a beautiful morning treat.
For those of you who love dogs, cats, or children… you might appreciate the extent we go to when catering to our pups. We were ten minutes late returning home. First, please understand, our pups are fed on a schedule that only varies when we are away. Because we used a precise schedule with Josh, we do the same with the pups. Alarms go off three times a day for feeding, pills, and supplement administration. Any other needs are met with additional alarms. Both pups are quite in sync with the feeding times. They knew we were late and informed us immediately.
Other quirks… Emmi came to us quite skittish. She had been in a house with nine children. I fear she may have not been treated with the gentleness her nature needed. She never detached from her birth mom and they had to pull her out from under her when we picked her up. She wailed… I cuddled her and told her we would keep her safe. After about thirty minutes, her wails reduced to sniffles and she cuddled tighter. She tries to be very protective, but runs to me, wanting up, when challenged. And, poor thing, she shakes uncontrollably if anything on the stove sizzles. So, now, nothing in our home sizzles. So, Emmi is on two different natural anti-anxiety supplements. They have helped. No one should have to be that terrified by life.
Happy, having lost so much of her muscle mass, chills easily. And though she can rise and walk on her own again, she can not sit back down. We keep her pretty bundled. Her favorite spot is in a lap. Since Emmi claimed me, she has capitulated and accepted dad’s lap… though she still wants hugs and kisses from mom. Our biggest concern is… she will think she is a pup again and try to jump. Her bones are just too fragile… we hold our breath when she skitters about.
Are they spoiled? Definitely! No denial on our part. But, they are great entertainment…