Sunday morning here in my little valley. It's chilly enough to keep the dogs nested deep in their straw beds. The gusting winds shake and make the house moan and groan. When we first bought this place I had my grandkids convinced there were spooks here. They probably still think such. I know I do.
I have a great liking for wind chimes. I have 7 seperate chimes hanging on my back porch. 2 are big, deep, noisy ones that I mute intentionally. One is a delicate brass Lucky Elephant chime that tinkles very lightly, magically. One is an old, cheap chime I bought when I first moved to Aus. Ive repaired it many times and is my favourite. The other 3 are modern, nice sounding, light and airy affairs that make the world sound like a happy place. Combined my environment is a mix of eerie whistles and whines of the wind through windows, with the dancing, smiling tinkling of the happy chimes.
This morning on the back porch I found my Body Guard, Sika, showing off a bit...
Ive been watching dogs for my entire life and still wonder at time why they do what they do. Sika has a good bed. He has the carpet own the floor. He can go down to the kennels and get nested in nice straw. Or he can sit on the table. I would opinion that he likes being up higher so he can see more, and also be seen. He is very vain.
One of the things I do with my dogs is I train them to be calm. To relax, sit quiet, and let the pack just be... I call it Canine Zen... Like all things "dawg", you cant teach calm if you cant be calm... Its hard to achieve calm with puppies around...
The aim of all this dog-business is to raise dogs for the extended family. Its been years in the making and this month we successfully exported our first dog... Big Red now lives in Honiara, and has such a terrible life...
Red certainly looks relaxed... Andromeda looks interested in red's anatomy...
Dawgs n kids...
Nuth'n better
Smiles
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