Wednesday, July 13, 2011
365-153 to 156 Trixie's Summer
Trixie loves my mom's backyard. It is big and wooded, a far cry from our little patch at home. She loves to explore the woods while I sit on the patio or putter about. Because she has such excellent recall, I can let her run around the fenceless yard without being tied to a lead.
Her chief occupation in the woods is worrying the squirrels. She worries them so much that they occasionally throw things at her from their elevated perches. Fortunately, they have bad aim, but she does give me the funniest looks, as if to say, "Did you see that, Mom?" If she stays out long enough, the squirrels will scamper off tree top to tree top out of Trixie's roaming zone. Then she moves on to her next favorite activity.
Digging for moles. Or voles. Whichever it is, it requires digging holes. As long as the holes are in the woods, not the lawn, we let her dig. She comes back inside dirty and extremely happy, and naps until I am ready to brave the mosquitoes for her next outside playtime. She's having a good summer.