Hairbows

Nelly, do you even believe these photos of us?

I felt like a silly nim “cow” poop with these Easter bows in our hair. Okay Nelly, maybe you didn’t because you’re a girl but me a Mighty Cairn Terrier male – PLEASE! Pleasing Mrs. B for Easter pictures was a little more than I could handle – but remembering doggy dungeon I kept a smile on my face through it all. Maybe I didn’t like it but I could tell Laino and Bernie loved having us all doggied up for the family photo’s.

It was clear those two ornery barn cat’s Hokie and Mountie were quite jealous, as they did not rank high enough to be included in the family photos. Sammy the Bull and his favorite lady cow, Miss Ashley, could have cared less as they mooed softly together and munched their way across the green pastures towards the creek bed. Upon their arrival they were greeted by old Gnarly Gander and the Goose Gang.

Mrs. Zaza was busy cleaning, ruffling and fluffing her long Sabastapol curly goose feathers. The only thing she was missing by the creek bed was a full length mirror in which she could see herself. Her three baby goslings floated nearby admiring how gorgeous their Mama was.

As soon as the family photos were over, Bernie, Laino, Nelly and I bee lined for the creek. Laino seeing how beautiful Mrs. Zaza looked decided to take the bow out of my hair and put it on Mrs. Zaza’s long goosey neck. Whew what a relief, I finally had that silly girly bow off of me. Just at that moment Stingy Nettle Nelly took her long needle nose and gave Bernie a good push right into the creek. Bernie screamed as she and Nelly hit the cold water. Laino and I jumped in after them. The splashing and spring time fun began! Mrs. Zaza and her babies were quite disrupted and upset. Gnarly Gander became furious when he saw his beautiful Mrs. Zaza flustered. Scolding and honking Gnarly lifted his long white goosey wings and flew across the water chasing us all. Laino screeched in fear as she remembered the last time Old Gnarly gave her a good goose beating. We all swam for dear life. Up the mud bank we climbed and sprinted as fast as we could. Gnarly turned and rejoined Mrs. Zaza and her babies. Sammy the Bull and Miss Ashley absorbed in one another, munched on green grass and acted as if nothing had gone on around them.

The girls, Nelly and I lay down at the top of the hill near the barn and snuggled one another as we caught our breath after our narrow escape. The ornery barn cats winked at each other and snickered at us from the safety of the barn loft doors. They were high and dry and not in trouble this time.

There’s nothing like spring weather and a cold creek swim. Until next time study hard – school is almost out!

Yours truly – Sushi