Sunday, December 20, 2009, 7:12 AM
We always say "I hope we get snow! It's so beautidul. So magical." Well yes it is when you don't have to go anywhere and when you don't have fur! We are trapped on top of our Gowan Brae hill. I always thought isn't it great up here. We can't ever get flooded. Well I forgot about the snow. The snow has got us good and I bet Mr Jack Frost is laughing at us as the Country comes to a standstill as we just can't cope. We are not prepared. Roads my way were closed with lots of police directing motorists alternative routes. Alternative routes?! My house is right behind you. The joys! Because we are on a steep hill it becomes an ice rink that brakes can't cope with. So if we are stupid enough to take our chances on sliding down, hoping no one is there to collide into. Then we can forget about trying to drive up again. Last year I tried and oh I have never been so scared in my car before. So it is forcing my hand to stay in. Which isn't so bad.I just had things booked. Like my new place of practice opening Saturday night. Great opportunity to meet people and do a ritual to raise the centres energy for healing. I had to decline ;-(
Well in the mean time Sir Bailey has been oblivious to my frustrations. As soon as he woke up to the snow, once again he can't stop himself from playing out in it. He bullies the other dogs to chase him round and round the garden. He spends ages sniffing about finding where eveything has gone. Or just eating it. Thank God I taught him the no yellow snow rule. Last night he had me up for most of the night crying wanting to go outside. He is like a big kid and I have to sa,as much as I love him, he looses his cuteness when he has me up through the night. Then when he come in from the snow he wanted up on my bed to get warm! Huh. I don't think so puppy! I love you but not that much right now you snowdog!
Today we went on a very long walk again as we have been avoiding those due to the weather. However this morning it stopped snowing so we venture outside. He loved it (apart from the indignity of his new, very smart coat). We were out there for ages. It was nice and yes beautiful. Its nice to see the suns rays colour the snow to golden hues or pink delights. Magic is in the air when we aren't trying to get anywhere. Bailey was investigating everything! And fell into a few of natures homes. Oh well. He was having so much fun he could barely contain himself.
Then it wasn't quite so much fun. The snow was clogging on his paws, legs, tummy, tail and ears. The coat wasn't protecting him enough. As the snow clogged, it became compacted and turned to ice. Now at this stage it would leave most dogs limping crying and not wanting to go on. As it does to our poor Hooch. But oh no. Not sir Bailey! He came over showed me he was sore. As it must be like having huge stones in your shoes and then being asked to have to keep running on them and not take them out. Ouch!! Well my brave boy wasn't going to let this stop him so we carried on. Still another 30 minutes until we can get home. He continued to carry on as the snow cintinued to attach itself to Bailey. Now why didn't I try and rub it off you ask? Well the more you try the harder it gets which just makes it worse for him. I think in future we will put a t-shirt on him to protect the tummy and make a belt. However that still wont help the legs, paws or tail. The ears? Maybe in a hairband. Not dignified and maybe cold but pratical. I will keep you posted on that one and try and get a picture if he lets me share his indignity with you.
We finaly managed to get home. Bailey pulling like a sled dog to get into the warmth. I got some of my layers off and started to fill up a hot water bottle and two wheat bags. One being his beloved ducky that he likes to lick when hot, Silly boy. He is now laying in his den surrounded by all these warm bundles. He has had a chew and falling into a cosy slumber. At last the birds can sneak into the garden to get to the nuts we put out for them. A variety of blue tit, great tit, robins, finches, pidgeons and magpies. They better hurry because he wont rest for long.