So, you may wonder, what does this woman do all day? Is she bustling about cooking or quietly reading? Oh, for the peaceful life. Well, sometimes. But there are farm adventures, and today's involves those two adorable creatures on my blog header.
One would think that two black dogs would wish to spend a 40º rainy, raw day in front of a warm, crackling woodstove. But they wanted to go outdoors, so I opened the door, and out they ran. They were gone quite a while but I figured they were following their noses in the field, which is the summer pasture and safely fenced in. Then I heard Ben bark. Usually, if not always, it is Sadie who gives the bark to come in. So, right off I knew something was up. Ben came rushing into the house all upset, and soaked, as you might imagine. I called for Miss S. No dog. I shut Ben into a room, and donning my old big coat, which belonged to my late father-in-law, and my Wellies, I trekked out and there she was, sitting prettily behind the fence in the sewer area. I had to go to the barn, shut off the electric fence, pull up some strands, step on some others, and coax her out. It took her a while since she is afraid of getting shocked. Finally, her desire for freedom overcame her fear, and she jumped through. So how did she get there? Were they both there? How did Ben get out? When the dogs engage in these sorts of escapades, we always call them Two Bad Ants after a children's book we used to read to our kids. Well, right now, our two bad ants are happily drying off in the warmth of their home.