Most of the entries I've made to this blog have been about our puppy, Taz. Since he's so active and full of energy, it's easy to forget about Chewy, our 14 year old Lhasa Apso.
In his old age Chewy is content to spend most of his time sleeping, barking in a falsetto voice with his stubby little legs twitching in his doggy dreams. I've often wondered what he dreams about so I made a few pictures of some possibilities.
Last night around 11:30 the coyotes started singing. They were so loud I was sure that they were in the back yard, and of course, Taz freaked out. He started barking and growling, shivering and shaking, finally climbing on top of me, woofing and twitching about every minute or so until about midnight when we all finally got back to sleep.
This morning around 9 o'clock I was standing in the back doorway when a police car came up the highway with it's siren wailing. Coyotes started howling, yipping and singing from at least two different spots in the forested area behind the yard. Carol and I both were surprised at how close they were. We've had them come through here before, maybe we'd hear them howling every couple of months or so, but these guys seem to have moved in.
I had turned the electric fence off about a month ago, since the bears are hibernating and Taz won't go near it after he got zapped, whether it's off or on. I'm afraid Taz would be a temptation no self respecting coyote could pass up, so I turned it back on.
Boy Howdy!
We finally got a break in the stormy weather, and it sure feels good!
Monday we had our weekly barbecue outside for the first time in a long time. Kelly grilled steaks and it was actually comfortable sitting out on JC's deck, until the sun got behind the old growth fir and hemlock trees on the south side of his house.
Yesterday Carol and I got some yard work done, trying to clean up the mess the winter storms left behind. It's kind of cloudy this morning but the forecast looks good through the weekend. Maybe now we can accomplish some of the outside projects that have been on hold because of the crappy weather. We have a huge amount of fallen tree limbs and knocked down bushes to cut up and burn. It should make a heck of a bonfire!
Carol finally licked the bad cold she's been fighting for two weeks, (with the help of an expensive prescription - seven pills for $97.00!) She started back on duty this morning at 6 and popped a call at 7:15 and another around 10. Then she went down to the fire station to work out on their exercise equipment; I think she's feeling better!
What's that bright light? Up there in the sky! Ow! it hurts my eyes!
The sun actually came out this morning, so JC, Taz and I went for a long overdue beach walk.
As usual, Ona beach has changed completely from the last time we were there, the high surf has uncovered some prehistoric tree stumps along with an ancient peat bog. They've been preserved by being buried in the sand and are thousands of years old, the result of a massive earthquake and tsunami, which dropped an entire forest into the surf and then covered it over.
The sand at the north end of the beach was all gone exposing the bedrock and several agate beds. I forgot my camera but JC took some nice pictures of Taz and I. Taz seemed to enjoy getting out as much as we did, I'm sure he gets cabin fever too.
Carol and I went over to JC's this afternoon to get copies of the pics he took and have a few glasses of wine. It's already clouding over for the next storm system to come through, but it sure was a great morning!
