Sunday, May 31, 2009

Little Foxes and slimey stuff...

we have finally figured out the big mystery, the reason why the foxes cut through our yard is because there are little foxes living in the big rocks behind Rose's place. It has been solved by the second best wildlife spotter in the house, dad. Every once and a while we see little fox heads on the rocks playing around their den. My very restricted life has become more restrictive as I want to get to these guys, the adults will not let me.. they are not sure what I will do when I get to them, play or try to grab them.. I am not sure either. Forethought and reflection are not my strong suits.

After about 20 rainy days in May, the sun came out yesterday and the folks were in a special place as they bought worms for the compost bin.. woowee, they sure know how to have fun. A rather lengthy discussion ensued extoling the virtues of red wigglers, the conclusion was that we would have better compost and be able to throw more stuff in the bin, we sure know how to live large on the end of the woods.

One final question we have been thinking about; if little foxes are called kits, why aren't little cats called fox's???

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Sometimes I feel like a motherless puppy..

mom went to Maine with her boat, and I am left here almost alone with dad. Not too bad, he did get me out, bad knees and all, for a couple of good walks.. but when mom is gone I spend a lot of time sleeping in their bedroom on the floor by her side of the bed.

Yesterday he even took me to a Rugby game between Newport Rugby Team and an Irish Team.. wow!! there were a ton of people there and many other dogs.. I was on the leash, bummer. Got to meet Peter the Nephew, complete with his helmet. He seemed fine to me, not sure what all the fuss was about. Peter is a big man, with a nice, quiet voice.. also met the future in laws as well. Derek and Jen were there also, I do not think that Jen gets this dog pet thing yet, but I am working on her. I wanted to go with everybody for beers afterward, but noooo we had to come home and do nothing. Beers with the boys would have been great fun.

Things will be back to normal today, that is how I like it.. change is not a good thing for this puppy.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Pimping Senor Doug's and Saintly Carol's Blog

My parents dear friends from north of the border, have started a pretty good blog.. it focuses on travels and eating. For a really good time and an opportunity for free money and/or nirvana please visit this early and often.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Mother's day..

is a good holiday, everyone came over. Lots to do, good food and the kids to play with. Why can't every holiday be this way.

The fox and the deer are still think our yard is a main road or something, can't help myself, get all puffed up and go from window to door to check these dudes out. If I could only get one, but then what would I do..not sure but it is always fun getting the adults all riled up.

Monday, May 4, 2009


First there were deer, then bunny wabbits, skunks, kitty cats and now foxes. They have been coming by at morning and night, and sometimes during the middle of the day. Let me tell you I practically get out of my skin, going from window to window, huffing and puffing getting myself all worked up. Lots of loud language usually follows, calm down Teddy!! Teddy go lay down!! Teddy if you jump through that screen!!It is hard to be a good dog when foxes walk right by your window. Why do they call baby foxes, kits???

The other night my bud Commanche came over with his parents. We wrestled and tried to do the wild thing with each other for a couple of hours and then the adults wanted us to quiet down. They gave us each a frozen cow femur, in the past I waited for them to thaw, but not tonight I was hungry so I chowed down. Commanche turned his snout up at his, so I went and took his also. Two bones are nice, but then after a while they took it back and Commanche wound up eating his bone. Still one bone is a good thing and life is good on the edge of the woods.