Last week I recognized another important reason winter here seems to drag on forever:
Aside from the week between Scout suddenly going to rest and GoodGirl joining the family, I always enjoy a fine variety of canine company here on the ranch.
Throughout spring, summer and autumn, dogs accompany most of the people that visit for business as well as pleasure. Even strays seem to like pausing here.
Rescuing ChiuyTwo and SchnauzerOne in March livened up the tail-end of winter. And now Izzy’s grand-pup, YellowLab, joins our happy homestead at least once a week.
The packs happily explore the lots and pastures, ever vigilant for wayward tennis balls or Frisbees, while their humans go about whatever it is they do.
During the winter people tend to hunker down and for a while visits become rare. Long before spring I miss the dogs.
“No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the dog does.” Christopher Morley
Sure, dogs require a little more maintenance work and clean up, but they leave little room for regret or loneliness.
“God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.”
Genesis 1:25 (NIV)