Diesel and Dolly are home. Bernie and I are over joyed. The cats are pouting. We are back to normal on the homestead.
When we went to pick the pups up this morning, the receptionist went on and on about how adorable Diesel and Dolly are. She said that when Dolly was in the recovery room and they brought Diesel in, he was still out and Dolly could barely move. Not only did Dolly wag her tail, but within a few minutes she tried to stand up and couldn’t. So she belly crawled over to Diesel and laid her head on him and went to sleep. The receptionist said the vet assistant called them all in to see it and they took pictures. They said they have never seen two sweeter puppies or two puppies that were so in love with each other. Naturally, we agree. And we whisked those puppies out of there so fast it left their heads spinning at that vet’s office.
The only thing they told us was to watch the incisions for infection, and to keep Diesel and Dolly calm. I’m not even going to comment on how ridiculous the whole “keep them calm” thing is.
When we got the pups home, they ate like they had never seen food before and then they took a nice long nap. When they woke up, they told me it was time to get the mail. I hesitated, but I knew if they missed their evening mail run, they would be impossible to live with. So we walked down to get the mail, and other than keeping them from getting in the creeks, I let them romp and play as usual. When we got home, Bernie grabbed his camera and said “Let’s walk around the yard a bit.” The puppies were all about that.
I took the egg basket out with the intent of collecting eggs and cleaning the chicken coop. Dolly had other ideas. She became completely obsessed with the egg basket.

I finally gave it to her.

She even posed for a picture.

And then, in complete disregard of the vet’s advice, Diesel and Dolly started running, jumping, chasing, and in general, NOT remaining calm.
They are not supposed to be doing this.

They are not supposed to be doing this either.

And they are definitely not supposed to be doing this.

After playing for a good long while, Diesel took a break to watch the chickens.

They’re inside resting now. And they are smiling while they sleep. It’s good to have these puppies home. It just didn’t feel right without them.
Oh, and here’s a picture of a raised bed and the green house.

That’s horseradish in the tire. Our potatoes, radishes, lettuce and spinach are growing like crazy. This week we’ll get the tomatoes, peppers, melons, etc. in. Lucky we didn’t do that this past weekend, when we had planned. It was 28 degrees this morning! But it’s looking like the week will warm up nicely.
Things are back to normal on the homestead. Well, as normal as it gets around here, anyway.
Bee Free,
Penny