the story of the restless dog

Tuesday morning. ...und schlecht geschlafen letzt nacht.... the dog, staring for hours out the windows and growling at all sorts of imaginary... or perhaps real wildlife ALL. FREAKIN'. NIGHT. Gah. Even little cee said the dog woke her up 3 times wandering in her room, jumping up on her bed..... sigh.... Ya, and now the dog thinks she's going to sleep all day here... HAH! I'm so ready to bring back The Big House. She can sleep in the kennel at night if she's going to continue that nonsense.... humph!

Went trudgin' again yesterday with the dog. Trudgin' is a Kurt term (rhymes with fudge, mmmmmm....) for jogging/walking along the hilly terrain that we call our backyard, in six inches of snow while trying to keep up with the dog! Phew, what a leg and butt workout! Then, the dog was outside playing in the snow with kids for a few hours yesterday.... it's not like she had no exercise at all.... she should have slept really well.... bah!

Well, the girls said they saw a coyote running across the frozen lake when they were out in the back 40 on the sled hill, that runs down into the lake with the smoke on it.... So, perhaps the coyotes all hang out in our yard during the night..... Her hackles sure go up all along her back each time she goes out to explore the front yard..... Coyotes. Whatcha gonna do?