Happy Thorsday, little friday and Thankful Thursday. Gretchen has a little post up with some doggy bloggy news for you. That’s actually a great place to start the heart of my post. See, Gg is a very sensitive, responsive dog. You can’t slam down a book, TV remote, etc. with any emotion at all, or she gets upset. You can’t yell at the TV during a sporting event. You can’t tell an animated story until she’s safely in my arms, or outside where the ebb and flow of human emotions can’t bother her.
Her only flaws are that she’s too timid sometimes, and on the flip side of her schizophrenic terrier-tude, she’s a fearless snake hunter. Yikes. I’m still trying to get her a new hobby!
Then, we have Sissy-missy, Princess of Joy. She’s never known trediptation, or even caution. In short, Sissy is the fur-kid version of the wild child I feared I would have. What brought on this post was our walk yesterday. We have another heatwave in the making. Yesterday offered low humidity, but I don’t walk the dogs when it is over 85 degrees, regardless of the humidity. So, around 6:45 pm, we headed out.
Problem was, the deer don’t have a mama reading the thermometer. They followed their regular schedule. And DIVA the Huntress loves her some deer. Both girls go on high alert and get VERY vocal and otherwise excited when they see deer, even though we live in the woods and they see them up-close and personal EVERY flippin’ day.
Now… if you don’t know hounds and their vocal range, you might not fully appreciate the rest of this story. Anyway. As I reached the turn-around point for our walk, at the bottom of a trail beside the horse field, the nice neighbor who lets us use the paths and keeps them maintained raced up in his SUV.
Hem. Seems his sweet wife heard Sissy hollarin’ at the deer and was sure one of us was hurt. Hem. Can you say beyond embarrassed in every language you know?
So thankful… Yes, I’m quite thankful that we have wonderful, kind neighbors who care. I’m also grateful our woods are not burning, but I’m without words to express my gratitude that there are selfless, brave men and women who are fighting the wildfires in the west. As a life member of a fire company and a former paid firefighter, I’m here to tell you that it takes a REALLY special person to brave the elements and stare down the wrath of Mother Nature in the form of a wildfire.
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What are you thankful for today?