24th April 2009
The animals are amazing to watch. They all have what I would call them own pecking order. You can distinguish the main hen from the rest immediately and then the duck even though they are almost as big as the hens now are bitterly afraid of the hens. They won’t come near the food if the hens are about. Even the pup knows its place. I’ve been taking him with me each morning as I tend to the animals. He’s rather comfortable with the hens and ducks by now. He gives them a run for their money but seems to understand he mustn’t hurt them. He chases them around and even got a peck on the back of his neck from the one black hen once when he wasn’t watching. It didn’t bother him in the least. He just has to charge the hens and they scatter. Yesterday I introduced him to the cows. It was a magical moment. He knew instinctively that the cows could hurt him. It was a classical photo moment but I was unprepared. I’ll have to explain it the best I can. We were standing on the one side of the gate and the black cow was on the other. The cow was looking intensely at the pup with his head down to the ground and the pup was gingerly reaching up to smell the cows’ nose.
I’ve started working on my rose beds clearing the weeds and ground cover. Each day in the late afternoon the pup and I spend a quarter of an hour or so gardening. It’s a wonderfully quiet time of the day and a good opportunity for Spot to romp around in the garden. He loves it and isn’t too eager to come inside after this. I’m horrified to find my roses being eaten by something. So I’ve done what I know best to do. I’ve pruned them right back and treated them each day with soapy dishwashing water. On the weekend I will ask the nursery what she can advise too. The one rosebud was covered with a web of sorts which was so sad.
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