Woke up this morning to sunshine and I love it!
I again decided to take Justice for a walk. There are a lot of new dogs at the shelter, and most of them have blue collars. Blue collars mean that they have either just come to the shelter and are being evaluated, or that they require a more experienced handler to walk them, perhaps because they are agressive or have special medical problems. Green are the most gentle to walk and yellow are the middle level. Justice has a yellow collar.
When I go into the cage to put him on the leash, he wags his butt, sits and waits patiently. I am pretty sure he is saying to himself "I'll fool her". So, I feel fairly confident and I open the door to the cage and it begins. Snarling, growling, baring his teeth to every dog we pass. We get outside and Justice again becomes a docile, sweet boy. We pass other dogs, he wags his tail in greeting and we move on down the path. We get to the pen and he catches ball, releases them after some coaxing and greets another dog in the pen next to ours. After a half hour of tossing the ball, the frisbee and other assorted toys, I am exhausted, and Justice looks a tiny bit tired. Again..."I'll fool her". I put the leash on and open the gate to the pen. We begin our sojourn back to the kennel and it begins. He grabs his leash and begins playing "tug of war". Justice weighs 93 pounds. I weigh 121. It is not an easy task and Justice thinks it is great fun to try to pull me back to the pen. By the way, we are not allowed to pull the dogs. Nothing is said about the dogs pulling us. I want to laugh, because he really seems intent on this mission. And he keeps moving his mouth closer to the end of the leash. He isn't being mean, it is a game to him. BUT I WON! Back in his cage, he goes to lie on his cot and promptly falls asleep. He is the neatest dog, and I have fun walking him, even though he is a puller at times.
Monkeyboy had his hockey playoff this Sunday. What a game it was. Hard fought right to the end. They lost 2-1. It is the best of three and next Saturday is the next game. These kids play their hearts out. No shame for either team, they both played really well, and congrats to the winners.
Bean has rehersals, rehersals, rehersals. Lots of manuvering of schedules and ride sharing for Mippy and the others, but it is Bean's passion and she really loves doing it. For those in Pittsburgh, go to see Aida and Jesus Christ, Superstar. They promise to be really good.
Snow here yesterday, and some really bad accidents here in western PA. Not too bad here in Pittsburgh, but north got it really badly. Not so much the snow, but the wind and the blowing snow made visibility really poor.
Phipps has its orchid and bonsai show, and it really is a beautiful show. The garden railroad comes down next week, which makes many people very sad. But the spring show should be pretty spectacular.
Taxes on Tuesday...yuk! Meeting with Abby, the dietician who will help me figure out what I can and cannot eat. And I think it is time I start thinking about cleaning the house from the attic down to the basement. Does anyone actually call it spring cleaning anymore? I think I have to, I just throw things about this time of the year...either to the attic or the basement.
Hope it is sunny in your world and that you have a wonderful day.