We have a huge dead hickory tree in our yard. It was alive last year and this past winter did it in. Mom guesses that it's around 75 feet tall. The tree removal service will be here soon to take it down.
I'll watch out for them, mom!
The first branch is on the ground. Can you see Landlord Bob sitting in his chair at the end of the Arborvitae hedge enjoying the show☺
The branches are falling one by one~
He's really high up in the Aire!
And now for the trunk.
He's almost there~
The tree is down with lots of clean up to do~
Mom and I made soup. Mom made up her own recipe. It's a chicken stock base with chicken thigh pieces in it and stewed tomatoes and a shallot and celery and carrots and spinach and chick peas and pigeon peas and I helped!
Mom always gets carried away with the Parmesan cheese~
And one more thing - the New Jersey barn will be a huge two story house with a garage underneath. The structure is 32' X 68'.
Mackie is back and he'll be here for a whole week! His daddy is leading another barn raising - this time in New Jersey.
You will notice in the above picture that I am wearing a prong collar and now Mackie and I are twinsies. It bothers mom that I am wearing it more than it bothers me. Mom much prefers me to be wearing my harness.
This past Tuesday, mom and I were walking with Miss Dotty, and we spotted a small black dog walking with a lady up ahead of us. She was training her dog at the time to sit and "look at me" and he was responding beautifully. As we got closer, mom immediately noticed that the black dog was a very young puppy and sooooooo cute. I went into berserk mode spinning and trying to get at the puppy and mom was doing all that she could to get my attention and to control me. She was afraid that I was going to back out of my harness. The lady and the puppy moved quickly away and mom was very upset with my behavior. She needed to figure out why it had happened. When we first moved from our apartment back to our old stomping grounds, we met a Golden Retriever puppy one morning. I sniffed him and then proceeded to growl at him. So mom is thinking that I don't care for puppies very much (thank doG I was never a mother with pups, right!)
She thinks that I was telling the puppy that this is my territory and I don't want to ever see you on my walkie again? I have had recent bloodwork and I am healthy so my health is not an issue.
We knew that Mackie would be spending a week with us and mom wasn't going to have 2 Airedales going nutso on a puppy so she told me that until my behavior has improved - I will be wearing my prong collar.
We have not seen the puppy since the incident so maybe he took my advice *wink wink*☺
What is that red thing hanging upside down, brave Mackie? You go first to see and then I'll follow!