Sunday, December 10, 2017

Just another nite....

My job's done....I'll be in my tower. 

Mom let us out w/the "come right back order"...just about 15 minutes, ago. Our last "out" before lites out. 

I checked in w/mom an' then laid down. Mom finished shuttin' down everythin', an' then asked me where Lexie was.

I got up an went to the backdoor w/mom. We both looked out, mom whistled....no Lexie. 

Then we both heard her barkin'....an' it sounded way off...I looked at mom for comfirmation about the same time she gave me the order to "go find Lexie!". 

Off I went towards the back fence, while mom grabbed her lite. Then she was right behind me. 

It was quiet. I went to the corner an' looked around the back of dad's shed an' mom's greenhouse. Mom shined her lite....we didn't see anythin'....didn't hear anythin'. Nothin' was makin' any noise an' nothin' was movin'...an' no Lexie. 

That corner is notorious for possums. It's the fence between our yard an' Ginger's. An' Ginger's dad has a big shed in that corner an' a big tree....an' worse...a big possum den. They multlply an' climb that tree an' go down our fence line an' eat mom's oranges. 

Mom was afraid Lexie had dug under the fence or somethin'...an' since she can't hear...mom was startin' to get a nigglin' panic. But I was there an' I knew I'd find her. 

I started trackin' her...an' mom was callin' an' whistlin', an' we both made our way outa that corner an' around the front of dad's shed.....


Then we heard her barkin'...an' lots of noise from inside dad's shed! Mom noticed that one side of the doors to the shed, was completely off the track an' layin' half inside. She moved it and shined her lite inside just in time to see a black n' tan shape climb over the lil' tractor in there an' disappear to the far back. 


Bein' mom....she just ripped that door completely off the track an' moved it outside. Then got Lexie's attention an' told her to get to the house. I'm guessin' that last barkin' of Lexie's was 'cause she had been successful in breakin' into dad's shed...but had successfully trapped herself inside, lol. 

Anyway, I didn't had to be told to go to the house....I kinda figured I was on the "good" list, Lexie had been found...an' after watchin' mom rip that door off...just maybe stayin' on that "good list" might be a good move. I was pretty sure she wasn't happy, especially since now, she had to reblock the entry to that shed in the dark. 

After she did that, mom went to the house, where I was waitin', but no Lexie. Mom wasn't in the mood to go huntin' her, so she got her police whistle an' used it. (She's startin' to use this more an' more). Lexie came to the house w/a big grin....an' soakin' wet. Guess she got hot climbin' all over in that shed an' decided to take a dip in her pond to cool off. She ran in the house an' jumped on the couch. Mom made her get down, then Lexie jumped on dad's chair an' laid down. Mom made her get down....an' then Lexie went an' rolled all over MY bed! It was like musical chairs, w/out the music. Mom finally got ahold of her an' toweled her off. Believe it or not...but she was just wet...no mud at all! An' still grinnin'! 

Now, Lexie's mostly dried off....I'm in my tower....outside is closed....an' mom's loaded the washin' machine w/towels an' blankets (from my bed, the couch an' dad's chair) an' is off to bed......just another nite.

AHS log, Sunday 11:30 pm

Saturday, December 9, 2017

11:00 PM-
Well......remember me sayin' this kind of weather makes all kinds of critters get bold........it's clear, it's cold...it's kinda bright......perfect for AHS operations.

Unfortunantly......we have a private contractor (mom) who doesn't understand just how much we love our job....nor does she understand the restraints that she puts on us are downright completely impossible for us to comply with.

Dad thought it was awfully quiet outside....an' we hadn't checked in w/mom for sometime...at least 30 minutes or so.

He took his lite (he's got his own now...it's some kind of tactical lite) an' went out lookin' for us.

He found us.
We had a big situation, an' we had been takin' turns workin' it out. Back by the far fence was a pipe....a long pipe...w/a hole just big enough for a possum to scoot down inside...all the way down inside. It's closed on one end....so, naturally....we were workin' on tryin' to move it or lift it up...or somethin'....
It was about 12 feet long....we could see an' smell the possum inside an' at the other end of it. There was no way it could come back out....it was too little for us....too long to reach....nothin' else to do but dig under it. Don't ask me why.....sometimes you've just gotta use the tools God gave you...an' think outside the box....anythin' is better then nothin'.
It was there...we were there....an' we weren't givin' up!......until dad showed up. Then he gave a cease and desist order Although I protest that what we were doin' was entirely legal. An' then he told us to go to the house an' report to mom.
We did. Actually, we were kinda proud of our lil' operation. We had chased it outa mom's orange tree.
For some reason.....she didn't seem as happy......she wasn't smililn'......instead, she kinda had that squinty look an' pointed us both to the showers.........


Friday, December 8, 2017

We know what side our Biscuit is buttered on........

Well, dad.....don't laugh...
but we know what side our biscuit is buttered on. We're airedales, after all. You wonder about things we do, & don't know why we do 'em. Well, a lot of things just come natural, like common sense, common courtesy...& no, it's not calculating..well, not all the time, anyway. Like tonite, mom saved a lil' bit of that taco soup & sprinkled a lil' cheese on it for me & Lexie. We licked those bowls so clean, she coulda' just put 'em back up in the cabinet. (Believe me, Lexie did a second check & even she couldn't detect anythin' left in 'em.). I got finished w/mine first & left my bowl for Lexie's spot check. Passed you in your chair, as I made my way directly to mom at her spot on the couch. Gave her a lil' nosepoke & lick, like I always do, after finishin' w/any special treat. Just my way of sayin' "thank you". She pets me & rubs my back & tells me, "you're very welcome!". 

After a couple of back scratches, I go on my way. Then it's Lexie's turn. She gives mom her thank you, usually stands up to give mom a proper kiss (depending on the condition of Lexie's beard, mom may let her, otherwise it's an "aire kiss"). Then mom, rubs her ears & tells her, "you're very welcome, sweetie". Then Lexie goes on her way, usually out her lil' door. We always do this. Been doin' it for years. Same as when we've been outside for awhile, as soon as we come in, we make a beeline for mom, just to "check in". Just usually a nosepoke or quick kiss. No big deal. 

You're still tryin' to figure out what kind of angle we're workin', aren't you? You think that we might just be checkin' to see if she's got somethin' else, nahhhh....we wouldn't do that, it'd be too obvious. We're smarter than that...remember, we're 'dales.

Saturday, December 2, 2017

The Bestest mornin'.......

You know there's that time b'tween nite an' day....when everythin' is kinda grey. For some reason there's a lil' mist an' you don't hear a sound. It's all still, not even the whisper of the leaves. Daylite is just peekin' out. It's the bestest of times...well, except for darkthirty...an' maybe midnite.
Anyway, Lexie an' I were chompin' at the bit. We had gone to bed early in support of mom...actually we had no choice in the matter. She took her cold meds an' it was lites out pretty early around here. We could see the grey slippin' in b'tween the blinds....so, we discussed it an' decided Lexie would go wake up mom, to let us out. (No one can resist Lexie when she turns up the charm w/that huge grin an' waggin' tail).

Lexie gave mom a quick nose poke...then lots of wags an' grins...an' of course it worked...mom got up an' let us out, then she went back to bed.

It was perfect timin'.....it was still that "time". The temperature was cold, everythin' was still like the whole world was holdin' it's breath. As we ran towards the back, we could see our breath in puffs of clouds. Then....it happened! Everythin' stretched an' woke up! The day had really started, an' we were there to see it happen. There was a squirrel comin' out of that nest in dad's pecan tree...an' we surprised him just as he was gettin' to the fence. The birds were flyin' to the back corner where dad put out some wild bird seed. For some reason, those big blue ones don't like the lil' red ones, an' chase 'em off. Lexie an' I don't get involved in that, they need to work it out themselves.

We covered every square inch of that yard..an' then some.....had a great time. But that special time doesn't last very long, so we were ready to go back inside an' wait for the folks to get up an' make breakfast.

Lexie went in thru her lil' door......but I wasn't feelin' like goin' thru that lil' door. I had other ideas. I stood at the back door an' hollered for dad to let me in. (he's my personal doorman....lol). He got up, an' as he went to open the backdoor.....I went thru the lil' door an' raced into his bedroom. He was right behind me as fast as he could close the backdoor an' follow. But he was too late.
I lifted my head from his pillow with a huge grin, as I laid there all stretched out on his side of the bed next to mom. An' I wasn't movin'.....he tried....didn't work.........he gave up. I snuggled down an' snoozed w/mom till she was ready to get up.

As far as I'm concerned....this was the bestest mornin'........

Thursday, November 30, 2017

T'was still an' foggy......

Last nite was one of them still an' foggy nites. Not much movin' around...downright spooky accordin' to mom. Naturally, one of us (me or Lexie) would be, as mom says...."outa pocket" at bedtime.
I was sleepin' on the couch, when mom started turnin' off everythin' an' puttin' stuff up for the nite. The last thing was to close Lexie's lil' doggy door....an' tell her to come inside. The nites have been cool an' Lexie loves to lay outside till the very last minute.
Mom called Lexie, as she usually does, but Lexie didn't come runnin'. Then me an' mom heard her warnin' somethin' off by the far fence. There's been a rash of possums, stray cats an' coyotes movin' about in the neighborhood w/the cool nites. So, mom grabbed her big lite an' the both of us took off towards Lexie. Of course I ran ahead to provide backup an' gave off a warnin' to whatever it was.
Mom got about halfway there, when Lexie ran up to her all excited that she was out there, too. Needless to say, mom wasn't nearly as excited. There she was standin' out in the middle of the yard w/a lite that did no good. As she tried to shine it off towards the fence...or anywhere for that matter...it just bounced off the fog, like a wall just a few feet in front of her. The only good it did was for her to see her feet.
"Enough of this"...mom declared, an' told us all to got to the house. Lexie ran ahead an' beat mom inside. Then mom turned around an' called me. I didn't come...so, she called me again. I still didn't come. She resorted to announcin' that she was lockin' me out. Then she closed the big door, turned off the outside lites....turned around........
..there was me an' Lexie standin' behind her in the house w/grins on our faces. I had beat 'em both in the house......mom's so much fun, lol

Friday, July 28, 2017

Scarred for Life





Mom....I'm turnin' in an official accident report. 

Well, more like a workman's comp report. 

No...it didn't happen here. Actually, it happened on our walk yesterday. I think that should still count. 

Remember when we were walkin' by that nutcase dog that lives on the corner? He & his yard buddy charged the fence & tried to get Lexie? 

I made her get out of the way & was gonna take care of him? 

We were havin' a slight altercation at that hole he made in his fence, before you made me "leave it" & just sit & think about it for a minute. Then we moved on.


Wellllll....just look at my nose! 


It's drivin' me crazy..my tongue has been goin' non stop lickin' it.  

Now look at it! I've got a pink scratch, right down the right side of it!   I'm scarred...possisbly for life!  I'll have to move from the perfectly handsome catagory to the "ruggedly" handsome one.  

Oh..I know the first thing you're gonna say, "I told you so! & to leave those rude dogs alone & stay away from holes in fences"..I know, I know, I know...but still...sometimes, you gotta understand...airedales don't back down from nothin'. He started it! I wanna file a complaint or somethin'!!!  I deserve compensation!

....in the meantime..can I borrow your black marker?

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Mornin' Restart......

All I can say is ...we did our job. AHS at it's best.

Dad let us out, before he left for work....about 3-3:30am. Lexie an' I were out there for awhile......oh, he heard us barkin'...an' called us in. That's when we did a lil' tag teamin' him. First, I came in....Lexie started barkin'...so, I went back out...an' then she came in. Dad got mom's lite an' went out to call me....so, Lexie came back out.

Then dad walked around lookin' for us an' could only see "black n' tan" flashes go by as he "wandered" around the the yard w/mom's lite. He finally gave up an' came back into the house, only to find us layin' in our bed, lol. 

When mom got up, she got her coffee an' opened up the "outside". We ran out, an' she followed....or at least started to. Right there in front of Lexie's lil' porch...was a possum...a kinda ...how to say it....hmmm...."playin' possum perpetually"?. An' on Lexie's porch....a couple of very clean avocado pits.
Turnin' around, mom took her coffee back in the house...mutterin' that this wasn't her idea of how to start her day....especially without even havin' that first cup of coffee. Hey....I don't know what her complaint was....we left it all outside.


So, she gets her lil' shovel an' scoops up the possum..then put it in the big brown paper bag she's been puttin' lil' limb cuttings in. Then puts the bag out on the curb for the trash mens.


After that...she tries to start her mornin' again....gets her coffee, goes outside...we go out there to do another patrol....it all goes pretty good....as far as she's concerned, 'cause it was uneventful.
We all go back in the house.....an' she gets busy doin' stuff. Lexie an' I settle in for a nice nap.


We all hear a rumblin'....mom looks outside...an' it's pourin' down rain. She looks out front, an' sees her brown paper bag w/the possum gettin' soaked an' lookin' deflated. She can just imagine them trash mens pickin' it up an' the bottom fallin' out....along w/that possum.


While Lexie an' I watch from the window....there's mom in her boat jacket w/hood carryin' a big black plastic trash bag traipsin' out in the pourin' rain to "rebag" that bag. When she came back inside, she headed for the kitchen for another cup of coffee....statin' that she's gonna try to start her day over.....again..

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Lexie an' I relocated to the chair an' couch to restart our naps.....