Back in February I had a post about the dogs using a trail they’d made through the deep snow to the spruce tree at the other end of the front yard. I’d mentioned how even the more adventuresome blind dogs liked following this trail out to the tree and back again. Well, a few weeks ago, having made it to the spruce, Aurora missed the turn into the “trailhead” coming back, and decided to plow ahead, so to speak. The snow was deep, but she forged ahead, and you can tell she had a pretty good sense of direction. Pretty quickly she intersected with the main trail and was back on the porch. Aurora is now functionally blind in that one eye — she can only see shapes and shadows these days — but she is still intrepid.
We don’t have that much snow now, but we still have way too much for this time of year! The calendar says spring, but outside it says “winter.”
Also from the recent photo archives, here is Darla looking utterly decadent a couple of weeks ago — this was before she got her own recliner:
She was probably expecting someone, i.e. me, to come along and pull the blanket back up and tuck it in. Yes, I did, after I took the photo.