Trade Ya...

Well as promised....

10 Days ago I took a very quick drive down the highway thru some rather spectacular scenery to the High Desert of Central Oregon.

There, we stopped by an Oasis called the Millican Road Dog Ranch (MRDR) and when I left, my dog truck was empty.

Queue music...Home, home at the Ranch

Where the Sibes and the odd Labrador play

Where seldom is heard,

a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day!

Karen is graciously housing most of the dogs this summer for me.

KitKat is in her glory, as this pen full of KitKat kids, grand kids and great-grand kids show the influence she has had here!

I said most of the dogs because Mr Jovo is staying at the Retirement Spa for Gwen's Sleddogs in case his lady friend wants a gentleman caller, and young Raven is with my friend Joanne.

This morning I ventured out to the dog yard for the first time in a week. Ok, that meant a wee blubber-fest.

Here lies the kennel dismantled and washed and bleached and ready for set up again

A spool with weeds now to keep it company watches over an abandoned bone, and the empty pool.

I'm keeping the blind closed on the window

that overlooks the yard... simply... I just don't want to look at it.

So why the sudden quiet here in Maple Ridge?

A week ago I had a little but significant knee surgery, which renders me useless for caring for dogs for a few weeks.

I do miss my kids. Karen's last report said she had not put them on tethers yet because they were all getting along so well. That they were all sweethearts and there was not an "offish one in the bunch". Jovo seems to be delighted to be with his former love Mandy again, and young Raven has a new best buddy that she keeps on his toes.

Trade? ...... ANYONE?????