Dagmar, We'll miss you.

Dagmar, daughter of Sophie, granddaughter of Brigit died Saturday morning. She tried to cross the street to go pester the cows and was hit by a car.

She is survived by a son, Acorn and Acorn's father Bonehead. She had become Pyewacket's girlfriend, sharing the couch with the cat often. She was about 6 years old.

Dagmar enjoyed steak bones, couch cuddles and chasing squirrels. She was a fantastic plate cleaner, did not shed much hair at all, and was a wonderful indoor doggie. We will miss her greatly.

Animal Behavior

The last few days have been full of animal hi jinks around here. The dog broke loose from his tie out run and jumped into the goat pasture. Thankfully he didn't attack the goats, but then again, he didn't have much time to. Squirrel caught him and we put him in the front yard.

Dagmar, my other dog has been inside more. I love her to death, but in the middle of the night she loves to stand next to the bed and lick her lips. That's how she wakes me up to tell me it's time to go potty. If she wants petting, she will stick her head under my hand-- but no.. all night long I heard slurp slurp lick lick snort snort until I throw on my shoes and take her out.

Buttercup, Daisy and Iris are much happier now that the male dog is out of their pasture. They were caught today standing up on their hind legs snacking on honeysuckle and being very cute.

Pyewacket the cat has been peeing in the canned goods inside the pantry. I finally figured out why. When Badger cleaned out his box, he accidentally left the litter scoop inside the box. Pye didn't want to go near it. Scoop removed. Problem solved.

Can I have weekend nao? =^x^=

-Aggie