For some reason I feel like the dog in this cartoon from the New Yorker….
Unlike my usual chatty self, I can’t think of a thing to say.
Maybe it’s because I am a little beside myself this week
It’s soo cold
and too windy for my peeps to stay out for long. So frisbee play and hiking time have been limited this week. Caryn has been busy changing out frozen hummingbird feeders and suet holders
to which the little birds come hungrily
and which happily entertains Dahlia
Caryn reminds me that things will change and we will soon be on the trails again. It’s true. I am a lucky dog. I have a warm home, my very own cat and people, food and love. Most of the time there are frisbees to chase and trails to sniff out. So for now I’ll tell Dahlia bad jokes, take what I can of short frisbee outings and kick back until better weather comes.
and try not to fall off the couch…