Foto Fur-iday – Walk with Us

Since they sprayed weed killer along the canal and T doesn’t want to walk us there for awhile, we’ve been exploring some new territory.

Ember is the company that looks after the gas wells around here and they make these nice little roads through the crops that we’ve been walking. Within Logan-distance, there are two, one to the south and one to the north.

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Headin’ out.

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Grain crop on the south road.

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The crops are ripening already!

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The south road.

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South road inhabitants.

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Almost home.

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This morning along the north road.

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North road sky.

We’re supposed to get some rain over the next few days which might make the canal walk safe for us again. That’ll be great for the hot days but I hope T doesn’t forget about our new routes along the north and south Ember roads.

 

 

The Dog Days of Summer

Apparently, this time of year was referred to as the dog days of summer by the ancient Greeks because they associated the hottest days of summer with the star Sirius, or “Dog Star”, and its rise just before the sun. I can believe that. It most certainly wasn’t because creatures covered in fur who have just a few sweat glands on our paws and cool off via panting are at all comfortable at this time of year. You’ve seen it. Dog on a hot day with its tongue on the floor. It may look like a big smile but, believe me, I’m not smiling.

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Yes. I know. It’s long.

 

Holy hot, what is going on this summer? It’s been hot almost every day since the beginning of July with most days out here on the farm rising above the thirty degree mark (that’s 86 Fahrenheit). Now I know it’s not Arizona or Australia kind of hot, but for many of us northerners, especially those of dressed in fur year-round, it’s just too hot.

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Morning road walk. Anybody have a bowl of water?

 

Teresa tries to get us out early for our daily walks, but even in the morning that sun seems to blaze into my black coat. Since the start of the heat, we’ve been walking along the canal so that we can swim and drink as much as we want to. And then they sprayed weed killer. Teresa’s not a fan of chemicals and won’t walk us down there until there have been a couple of good rains. I appreciate the consideration but, man, I sure miss the water when we’re baking in the hay field or down the road. Come on, rain!

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Rain dance in the hay field.

 

I went out with Teresa late this morning on a horse manure pickup mission. Thankfully, the area the horses had dropped most of their piles was near a shady spot where I could lie and watch. I said I went out with her, I didn’t say I went along to help. Not much I can do anyway other than supervise and I think I handled it just fine from fifty feet away in the shade. But, even with the shady vantage point, by the time we came in I was panting like a locomotive and seeking a little cool from the hardwood floor. I used to spend a lot of time in the basement during hot weather but, now that I’m getting on in years, I try to limit my trips up and down the stairs. Preservation, you might say.

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Maybe next time I’ll stay inside for horse chores.

 

On a positive note, Dictionary.com says that the Dog Days of Summer is “a period marked by lethargy, inactivity, or indolence.” Well, at least I’m doing it right.

Foto Fur-iday – Triple H Camping

We had our second horse/human/hound (Triple H) camping trip of the season last Sunday-Monday. We’ll let the pictures tell the story.

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Aaaahhhh … feels good to be back in the mountains.

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Why lie on a man-made bed when you’ve got mountain turf?

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Campfire time on Sunday night.

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Logan likes the ground, I prefer to be more civilized.

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The horses were almost right in camp with us for the evening. For you horse people out there, don’t worry, they weren’t left unattended with that hay net.

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A chilly Monday morning in the trailer.

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Forest fire smoke kept the sun from heating things up.

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What happens when horses are fed leftover oatmeal from the pot.

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This is Storm. Watch for his upcoming guest blog post.

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Ice cream on the way home at Bragg Creek.

 

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Me trying to get my share. It’s not easy with Chico around.

 

Until next week …