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Posted by donnafawcett on April 16, 2012 at 1:55 PM

It has been a blustery, unpredictable spring for Bee and I here at the ranch.  I'm visiting for a brief respite from city living.  I do so love being at Camp Greenwood with its glistening stainless steel feed bowls and the automatic washing station that has its own personal fire hydrant attached.  Life is good there.  The co-ordinators of the 'camp' spoil me rotten.  I suppose that's why I take a visit to the old digs now and again.  It reminds me of why I left in the first place.

 

I do miss wrangling with Bee on occasion but since she's pushing 80 lbs and towers over me, I feel she has an unfair advantage.  I'm not fond of being bowled over continuously like a rolling pin on a batch of beef boulion brownies and she is quite talented at pasting me with a paw the size of a dinner plate.  I have to say, her enthusiasm was refreshing.  She bounced up and down beside the limo window all the way down the driveway.  I think if I tried that I'd dislocate a hind-quarter and wouldn't manage to get past the lower half of the hub cap.  At any rate, it is nice to be around the pet humans of my puppyhood--for awhile.

 

I had forgotten how annoying the barn cats are.  And I'd forgotten that the black ones with the white stripe are especially fragrant and not in a nice way.  There are advantages to being short though.  Bee took the brunt of a poorly aimed stream of poo-kitty musk and I managed to stay under the radar.  That means that I'm still welcome in the domain of pet humans while Bee is, quite literally, relegated to the dog house.

 

I'm looking forward to long walks and squirrel chasing; to over-loaded food dishes and a nice game of tag with those saucy kitties that aren't black with a white strip.  I'm keen to let my senses go wild so that when I return to my very own office at Camp Greenwood, I will have much to write about.  In the meantime, as we approach the month of daffodils and tulips and all other wonderful plants created for dogs to dig up, may I wish you a hearty dose of catnip in your kibble bowl and plenty of critters to chase up trees.

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