2/52 -- Brave, Brave Sir Simon!

Apologies to Monty Python... ;)




When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.

Yes, brave Sir Simon turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.

Bravely taking to his feet
He beat a very brave retreat,

Bravest of the brave, Sir Simon!

( Besides, he totally better have beat feet, the pack was hot on his heels after he bowled everyone over into the snow like a maniac.)

Snow days...

I have all these things to say, and it's just like -- so much going on, summing up! Busy as heck with work... my horse ended up hurting herself bad when we went to Canada for a dog show (Caleb got his first two Canadian points, awesome, and I showed him, and that was awesome... and of course it's possibly the worst photo of him ever. Not so awesome. ;) ) and after a whole lot of money to get that fixed...

Merlin passed away. His cancer spread from his foreleg to his hind leg... and he finally let me know it was time.

And of course, it snowed like heck here this week... and the wind came in and we lost power for 39 hours. ;) Which amazingly enough is exactly the degrees the house got down to. And my stove blew up, and the new stove came in damaged, but we've jury rigged our turkey and it's all better now. *grin*


But darn did I get some awesome snow pics. ;) And thus, freezing nearly into a lump was kind of worth it. ;)


Brain freeze...

Simon loves him some snow!

Pembrokes suffer snow quietly. With much disgust and resistance. ;)

Epic snow battle!

Oh, look, he's sitting still! Because he's frozen to the table, ahaha. ;)

Notice he has a sweater on? It was pitch dark, ice cold, and Caleb was like "sweater me plz" all the other Corgis were fine, not Caleb. He was so cold his teeth were chattering. Once he got a sweater, it was all good, poor little fellow.