So little miss mystery pup found a tea towel hanging up to dry and happily made off with it. After retrieving the towel and hanging it higher, I rummaged through the rag bin for an old tea towel. I cut it into four pieces lengthwise, rolled each strip into a tight tube, and did a four strand round braid with knots on each end. I will be keeping an eye on it to make sure she doesn’t get loose threads or pieces off, but I think it is safe to say she likes it.
I thought my chickens looked quite hen pecked when they lost their beards and muffs to molting. Now that their body feathers are going through the same process, they look worse; little ragamuffins, in moth-eaten disarray, feathers ragged and tuffs hanging out. Maybe by the time winter rolls around they will be back to their feathered finest. The molting process can take up to five months, according to a quick internet search. I noticed this molt start back in May. They may yet look worse.
Having small toys roll under the couch has been driving me batty. So I thought I might stuff pool noodles under the edge of the couches to block errant balls from rolling underneath. Being the end of the pool season, I couldn’t find them in stores, but I found some lovely black pool noodles online. I industrially cut them to size and stuffed them under the edge, only to have the puppy take singular interest in pulling them out and tearing them apart. Sigh. I stuffed them deeper under the couch, which I’m not sure will actually help, but maybe it will a little. Puppies.
I keep my phone on my pocket while I’m working in the yard, and often use it to document flora and fauna. We have lived here over two years and I am still finding new things!
Missy the Mystery pup loves her crate, but loves her boy Griffin (50 pound lab/schnauzer/gray hound) more. She kept sneaking into his crate instead of hers. That is a big no go for him since he is not a cuddler; loving, affectionate, playful, loyal, but not cuddly. I tried keeping the crate door closed, but she would sneak her nose in and grab one of his blankets and try to pull it out. So I gave Griffin a nice clean blanket, and put the smelly hairy blanket in her crate. She was in heaven. I guess if she can’t cuddle him directly, sleeping surrounded by his scent will do. Dogs.
Critters and Craft 