Our $eeker

As what happens in our family, for reasons we don’t fully understand, our dogs at the end of their lives take their last breath under the full moon, almost all of them in winter. $eeker died naturally and smoothly next to our Christmas tree, next to my husband, under the full moon. He lived an…

UNEXPECTED LOSS

Rhumb Line ~ April 23, 2015 – December 17, 2019 I looked into Rhumbs eyes, there was so much certainty in my voice as I asked for her to be euthanized. She needed me in that moment, and she did not need me to be selfish in my wants and desires and needs. Rhumb was…

Stumbling Over the Truth

It isn’t hard for me to go about my day. I don’t have the luxury to sleep in, role lazily out of bed, or hang in the kitchen and drink coffee. I kind of hit the ground running with chores, chores that I love and ones that give me purpose. I have a list of…

life … a cumulative thing

My Mom is in a cleaning out the house mode. It is generally unbeknownst to us until the boxes start to arrive on our doorstep. Sometimes photos, sometimes memorabilia, sometimes junk that she has saved for fifty years, because she thought we might someday want it. Even though our home doesn’t need one more single…

dog pond project – day #5 – DONE!

Well, I know DIY projects don’t always go as smoothly as planned, or envisioned, or dreamed up, but this one had some major bumps. I am going to say we are finished! I am making that claim publicly. Woop, yes, for this season we are living with what we have, and I am happy for…

a voluntary trail spanking

My first full day off in over six weeks. A for real full day off. Office locked up, phones off, garden projects at a place where they can wait a few days, and the house looking like a disaster but happy all the same. I woke up early but leisurely, made coffee, snuggled with my…

time poor

When Spore and I started our lives together, we decided that we wanted to live simply. We found out pretty quickly that our vision of simple was quite different. Spore was thinking cave man homesteader, pull away from society, live off the land, tree bark for toilet paper kind of simple. I was thinking no…

hiking is my drug

I have been working a great deal lately. Neglecting the thing I love most, hiking with my dogs. There is nothing quite like the sound of the high Montana desert in the winter. Silent. Crisp cool air, and total silence. It allows me to hear each and every paw touching the earth. Their breathing. It’s…

why I love to hike …

“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean”. John Muir Hiking is walking, but with way more dirt, and I like both. Sometimes I like to hike and explore the fauna, scat and tracks. Other times…

walking the Grande Dames

How do you know when your teaching, training, and/or work has paid off with your dogs? How do you know when there is an understanding of a concept, or a behavior, important to the success of your team? How do you know when you and your dog have a mutual understanding, a relationship, a healthy…