Summer?
March 1, 2006
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Posted by Aubrey Turner
It looks like Mother Nature’s calendar got flipped to July instead of March today:
Oh well… still have to go walk the dog. Neither snow, nor ice, nor cold, nor heat stays this canine from her appointed rounds (or from bugging me to take her on them).
Categories: Random Ramblings
When I first moved to Nevada I only walked my dog a few times a week. I was working graveyard at the time and on my nights off I’d take her on long walks in the middle of the night. She loved it.
Then came 8 July 1999. It rained about a year’s worth of rain in about two hours. This turned the backyard into mud soup.
I had to take Ninja out front.
Out front, essentially a mini-walk, was much more fun than being let out into the backyard.
By the time the backyard dried up enough to walk on, the emergency measure had to her become a RIGHT. The only way she’d go out into the backyard was if I was going to be out there myself gardening or flint knapping or something.
If I tried to let her out into the backyard for regular dog business she’d give me a Springer Spaniel equivalent of “What you been smokin Main Man?”