Liberty Bella at 3 months
photo by Leann Lange
They are fantastic, professional even, but! BUT, they have lost that lofty position. Certain miniature long-haired dachshund breeders have cross-stitchers beaten by the proverbial country mile!.
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And I thought Cross-Stitchers were enablers!
October 13th, 2009, posted in Critters
They are fantastic, professional even, but! BUT, they have lost that lofty position. Certain miniature long-haired dachshund breeders have cross-stitchers beaten by the proverbial country mile!.
Winter is definitely upon us:
November 20th, 2008, posted in Critters, GeneralIt always amazes me how you can go from fall to winter in what seems swifter than overnight. This period varies from the beginning of October to the beginning of December, but the end result is always the same … over a foot of fresh snow and the north wind intent on finding every little crack in coat and home. Every winter I wonder (errr, grumble loudly) why our lane has a direct path for the north-east wind straight to the house.
I dream of a home I can rotate into a bank, snug and warm while the wind blows to it’s cold hearts content! There I sit in front of a fire with a mug of hot chocolate warming my hands. People talk about their snuggly lap cats, but nothing out shines a lap-dachsie. She knows what is best for a dark snowy afternoon.
Little Bit Lap-Dachsie Extraordinaire
Chaos immenient?
November 10th, 2008, posted in CrittersIt must be time for another disruption in my life. Upheaval always occurs when I start to get a hold of my creative life. I had best make this a time for positive thoughts, not a mad scramble for my portable hole!
Yesterday I found photographs of this little hawk. It spent a week this summer trying to catch koi from the pond. I thought it looked like a pigeon hawk, but now looking closely it may be an immature sparrow hawk. Cute at any rate. He would swoop and try grab the koi; a miniature version of an eagle fishing for salmon.
A couple times a day I would dash out and poke around the rocks just to make sure I still had fish! I would find them wedged into the smallest of cracks! As much fun as we had watching I’m glad he didn’t catch one — these are special koi from my parents.
One does begin to heal:
September 10th, 2008, posted in CrittersIt was hard to even think of continuing our holidays after loosing Tank. The thought of returning to Stone Mountain park hurt, but we knew we needed a time of remembering and healing. The travel trailer seemed so big with out that second Rottie under foot. The big black streak wasn’t racing past us while we walked. Dinner time left Holly and Little Bit confused as to their proper “Places.” Tank was always the first to sit, ready for dinner . . . the other two only had to sit on either side of him to be in place.
Steve did return to the upper falls at Flower Springs; Tank’s companionship and assistance in packing the photographer’s accruement was greatly missed. It made quite a difference in the amount Steve had to carry by himself; even just adding his lunch seemed to overload his stuffed camera-backpack!
Tank ~ August 2008
on his last packing trip with Steve
With Tank no longer with us, Holly appears to have come out of retirement. She works so hard to keep her place right beside me. The strain on the poor girl’s hips must be painful, but she has the attitude of, “I knows my duty”. She too, is a wonderful example of her breed, despite of her poor beginning in life.