It’s a dog
I was wasting time on the internet when I came across a comment about a Great Pyrenees naturally eating the smaller animals in a flock. Of course the comments blew up, pyrenees are well known for the gentle, almost motherly, care they take of the babies under their watch and would never normally harm any of them.
Read MoreSmiles
Emi has a typical doggie smile, one that seems smug and self confident. She breaks it out occasionally when the smug is in an appropriate context. Kiah on the other hand, has the smile that says, “I just love it here, and there, and that, and this, and everything”. She has a sweet, sweet smile that seems typical of the Pyrenees breed. I find it easier to read her expression as compared to Emi’s. Before Kiah’s arrival I would return home to a quiet house where Emi would be secreted somewhere safe and secure. If I let her find me, she would always approach with a stern look as if she were trying to figure out just who had invaded her space. Never would she greet me at the door full of typical puppy love, wiggly and squirmy, with the tail going a mile a minute.
Read MoreToo Much Rain
It has been a very wet summer here in the south. Along with the rain has been strong gusts of wind, which has unfortunately taken out the bulk of three of my trees. My son in law was nice enough to come over and take the damaged limbs out with a chainsaw, saving me a lot of hand sawing and cursing. Since he cut my workload down by 75%, I told him that I would clean up and haul the branches off myself. Well that was my intention anyway. Living with a Pyrenees means that most of what you do, you don’t do alone.
Read MorePyr Furniture
Emi is welcome to pick where she wants to sit or lay, including whatever furniture is in the house. Kiah isn’t so much about the furniture I have but seems to have decided that Emi is her own personal easy chair. It’s hard to describe accurately how she saunters over, not a care on her face, until she is close to Emi. Then she just flops down right on top of her, many times sliding off Emi’s soft fur to tumble over on the other side. She will either straddle Emi, fully on top of her, or drape her front legs across her and wiggle herself comfortable. Many a time Kiah will look up at me and smile while Emi peers out from beneath a tangle of legs looking very much abused.
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