Bogart

Ok, it's finally time I wrote this... Bogart died about 6 weeks ago. He was the perfect boy who lived a great life and had a good death. He never had as much as a hang nail and was only diagnosed with heart disease 2 days before he died. I scaled back our walks, but would have rather had him out in the fresh air than confined to the house. We were out on our morning walk when he and Eloise started chasing something in the woods. He collapsed and died peacefully in my lap shortly after. I miss him terribly, but I'm so thankful he died doing what he loved in our beautiful back yard.

After a search thru Aussie Rescue, Eloise and I brought Ben, an Aussie/Border Collie cross, home on Thanksgiving. He came from a not-so-good situation and has had some adjusting to do. Everything is so new to him... as in being fed regularly, getting to go on walks and living in a house... he's had a lot of learning to do. But he's really smart and sweet and improving by the day. Meal time is now just exciting rather than over-the-moon and his biggest success so far was to go to the groomer on Fri. I thought it would be traumatic as he'd had a poor experience before, but he loved the girls and they got him so clean that he's now naked and I hardly recognize him. Much calmer and happy as opposed to neurotic. However, since he has no fur, he's sporting a sexy black v-neck T-shirt. He doesn't seem to mind and since it isn't dog fashion week at the farm no one else cares either.

More updates as we progress. Wishing you snow flakes on your nose, hot cocoa and cozy toes...