June 30th 2010 9:43 pm
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Last night, Growlmy was doing a lot of pulling up of weeds. Big tall ones, some were taller than her. Believe it or not, the most of them are called fleabane. They have little daisy like flowers on them. If they get rid of fleas, then our yard must be flea free...We wish! BOL!Then there are some others that she thinks are a type of weed called bear grass. (!) Also very tall. Well anyways it is like a veritable jungle in our woodsy area of the yard. The Mayapples are like 1 -2 foot high umbrellas, and I can almost run under their canopy like covers, because they grow in large plots. Then there are the plants with 'stickers' like burrs and such. Growlmy says that evfurry species that makes these things must be growing in our yard and they are so very hard to eradicate. Then their is Motherwort. Also very tall. There are a few vining plants with very sharp spines all over their stems. And of course their are lots of ivy, and Virginia creeper, abs well as various types of edible berry brambles. Most of the brambles have been removed, except for one small patch. They make yummy treats for the peeps and lots of birds. There are all kinds of shrubs there too. Esp honeysuckle. It and so many others just make for such a thick mess. Hard fur peeps to walk through...and I can't see anything in those weeded up spots. Not to mention the tall grass that grows in there. We can't take the mower through there, too many logs lying on the ground as well as some big rocks. It is almost easy to get lost back there...even though growlmy tries to keep things with little pathways. She knows that the birds like this habitat, as well as some animals, though I keep those AWAY!
Well anyways, growlmy was removing a lot of the overgrown fleabane and beargrass as well as other tangled weedy messes. After it got too dark to see much anymore, she called me to come inside with her. I had been out there all along, 'hunting' and digging and just exploring all over the place, looking for varmints and smelling the trails where they had been...
She couldn't see me in that jungle, (which to her seems much worse than other summers, due to abundant rainfalls to date...), but she could hear me. So she went up to the house. she called me again to let me know that she was there, and went inside. Usually I will come in after I realize that she is no longer out there with me. I like to be with my peeps!
Well about 3 hours later, she wanted to let me go outside for one last time before locking up fur the night. But no MJF! Not at the top of the stairs, not in my den house, not in any of my couch nests, and not in the back porch. Growlmy called me and called me but she heard nothing and I certainly wasn't running to meet her.
That was very strange. Growlmy got a big knot in her stomach. Lost dog...in the dark...OMD!
Well she got the flashlight and went on a doggy hunt! First she checked the front fence, but the gates were all closed, thank dog.
Then she walked along the fence perimeter, but I had not dug myself out, either. All the while I could hear her calling me...but I was not making myself known. So she had to go into the tall weeds, where she had made some pathways. She called and called, but I wasn't responding. Then growlmy was beginning to panic. What if I was caught on my collar and stuck or worse. What if I had injured myself. Suddenly she heard a rustle in that dark jungle...and it was moving...and seemed to be hunting?? Yup, I was so busy doing my thing that I was ignoring the dark, being alone and the calls she was making. I was just travelling through all the little pathways and hoping to find a bunny or coon or something!
But then I saw the light from the flashlight, and growlmy saying she had a cookie for me...so I raced on ahead and ran to my den and laid down waiting fur said cookie treat! BOL!
When growlmy got in the house she made me come into the kitchen so she could check me out and make sure I wasn't hurt or dirty...but nope! I just was having too much fun! I wanted to stay outside past midnight...maybe camp out overnight, BOL!
Sorry, growlmy that I made you go into panic mode. Aren't you glad that I didn't get hurt, and I am glad that you didn't need to give me a bath...
Man o Man! She must really love me to come out in the dark to that jungle where all the mosquitoes and other bugs are...
Tonight when growlmy had finished her weeding session, she made sure that I came inside with her! BOL!!
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OMD Jack!!!! You were doing that typical JRT thing, weren't you? You really should listen to your Growlmy though! Fancy being outside all through the night all alone! My Mummy would have had a heart attack if that had been me! (Mummy is over-protective, bol). So glad you were ok though! xoxoxoxox
I bet you scared your momma! But you did get a cookie out of it! Good job!!
FWECKLES!!!! OMD!! Du NOD du dat eber 'gain, 'kay???? Momma wuz weadin' dis an' hur hart starded wacin' wike an Indy car!! Hur r old an' hur can nod take tu much stwess cuz me an' my HOLE fambly cause 'nuff!!!
Wike Whitwey askded, did yu ged a cookie aftur all dat???
Our neighbor Maggie is a JRT just like you, only much, much rounder! BOL! She does the same thing when she are hunting! One-track mind! The only thing is, we can't beleefs you was so quiet!!
Maggie lets out war whoops when she are on a stake out of the wood pile, the rain gutter where she'll corner a chipper, etc. etc.
You are stealthy, Freckles...like secret agent! ARROOOROOROO!
Actually I got 2! BOL!
My growlmy's heart was doing the Queen's Plate, too. And her tummy...all in a big tight knot! OMD She told me later that she was sooo worried that I was not going to be there anymore. Just gone, just like that. I don't know what I would have done if she hadn't come for me...She thinks I was 'hunting' and stuff, but maybe I just wanted a campout. That's something i have not ever done yet. Don't peeps take camping trips in the summer? BOL!
If I have something that I have cornered then I will bark and carry on until it gets away, or I catch it...Hunting itself has to be quiet, or you will scare off evfurry thing! BOL!!
That is why growlmy didn't know where I was...last time when I was after that coon dude I was barking so much she thought I had gone berserk!
My Momma onwy campses in hotels :(
My Mama likes the "idea" of camping. It always sounds like a good idea. But sleeping on the ground and going tinky in the woods are not her cup of tea. Also, it are hard to put on her face spackles without a free-standing make-up mirror!!! BOL.
But our whole fambly loves to go sploring in the woods. Just not sleeping ovfur night in them. Too many buggies, too!!!
OMD Jack it nod nice to scare da mamas!!! Day panik so easy! All you hab to do is sneeze most days, but to pway hide um an seek in da DARK!!! oh no! dat nod nice. I happy you all safe an sound!
I know what you mean about those sneezies...and if the pawrents think you are lying around more than usual...OMD! Don't they know we get pooped, too! Esp when its hot!
Did you end up finding any prey?
I'm glad you're okay. You had us all worried.
Only prey I found were mosquitoes...BOL! I truly do not know what got into me...never did that before in all of my 8 years...though I did like to run away before we had a fence...but then I would run and run and run until I would drop to rest or roll in something stinky, and then growlmy could catch me again...