Some of you know my baby, Bruno, who we adopted last fall. He's a transplant from the city and has spent the past months learning to be a country dog. Some lessons are more fun than others. Look at that face...not an aggressive bone in his body. He loves everyone and is always looking for a new friend.
Last night before dinner he and I headed out the back door to play ball. In an instant I knew we were in trouble. An opossum was busy eating a luscious dead cat not three feet away from the back door. Bruno didn't see a wild animal, no, only a potential playmate. He was on that opossum in an instant with a happy grin and wagging tail. Needless to say, the opossum had other ideas. If you've ever stumbled upon a possum mid-meal, you know they can be decidedly testy and they don't hesitate to show their sizeable teeth and sharp claws. In addition they are truly butt ugly and disgusting.
Thank goodness Bruno is pretty obedient...I screamed NO!!! and COME almost simultaneously and Bruno obeyed. The opossum curled up as if to try to disappear from the bubbly dog and crazy woman. I got Bruno inside and he looked at me with that confused, 'what did I do' kind of look. I caught my breath and took him out the front door and we played ball while the opossum finished eating and disappeared into the woods.
As if that wasn't enough, we headed out for our walk this morning. It's warming up here, the sun was shining and the snow is finally melting. I was deep in thought and walking ahead of Bruno. I was getting ready to head up the back hill towards home and I heard a crash...a crash of ice and water and we were in trouble again. Bruno loves water and this fall learned to love to swim. Well, he had wandered out on to the ice on the back pond and fell through. My heart jumped and I turned and ran back to the pond. Thank goodness he was on the frog pond, which is the smaller of the two ponds and never too deep. He was in over his chest though and as I was freaking out calling him to come to the edge, he worked himself out and hopped up to me. He shook that icy water all over me and looked at me for an explanation. I wonder if that lesson will sink in? I didn't even think to watch him as the ponds start to melt. Lesson learned for me too.
On a lighter note...I made a bunch of these this weekend. I like to have these on hand and ready for gift giving. They make great hostess gifts and don't need wrapping. My kind of gift.
p.s. They're potholders with grommets...9 inches square.