For some reason, this winter is getting to me.
It seems like I hurt everywhere with the cold, it goes right through me.
Every night, adding insult to injury, I have to go out and pick up one chicken and take her in. She is determined to stay out and freeze solid.
I keep telling her that spring is coming.
Sydney gives Naya a whack now and then, just to be sure everyone knows who is boss. She has assumed Miss Puss's position.
Everyone has their preferred spots. Poor Jinksie's is still upstairs under a bed. It will take another month for her to come around.
This girl has certainly eased the pain of losing Roy. She is the most lovable creature I have ever met.
She has such a sweet soul, I think I want her to be a therapy dog.
Seems selfish, not sharing her lovely self.
She is also a little precocious.......she brought this from the kitchen, apparently, I was a few minutes late in feeding her dinner.
She is also NOSY. VERY NOSY.
She discovers every possible place that she might investigate, through the cat doors, UNDER the stairs out in her yard. Everywhere.
L has been busy, weaving up some Möbius shawls. I weave towels, while she does this. All the while building up stock for summer shows.
And the loom dog is never far away.
This one drove me fairly wild, because it continually looked like the fell line was crooked.....but of course, it wasn't.
I kept measuring anyway.
Once a week, I make sure to see this one, and her brother. It makes winter bearable, lightens my heart, makes me smile.
In a world that I often do not understand, she makes sense.
We were painting here, and I put that dot on her nose. She promptly reciprocated.