Spring has Sprung

Spring has sprung and so have I. One never really see how much they love the sun until they are forced to go months with out it. Spring must be the most wonderful season of the year to most dogs, or atleast it is for me. I have a passion for grass, it is like a drug really. When I see grass there is only one option! It must be rolled in. I feel as though it might actually be a sin if I were not to roll in it. I would lose my spot in dog heaven. Anyways, back to the point.
So it is spring time and I experienced something new. Since spring is the time for newness I thought I would share. It was a sunny day, my Beth was laying on a blanket in the yard reading a book, so I thought I would steal away for a few minutes to smell my fill of the daffadiles. They are a wonderfully sunny flower and I do adore to smell them.
While I was getting my fill I was suddenly suprised by a sudden movement in the bush a head. I jumped out of my skin, being the brave dog I am and all. After a few minutes frozen in terror, I mean a few minutes of deep contimplation on what to do next, I thought I would investigate.
I slowly crept up to the bush to see what I could find, when I got a little closer it started to russle, so will all of my might I gave a great big bark. To my horror a large furry beast came fling at me, tooth and nail.
I, Omar the Couragous, ran instantly to save my Beth, who sat defenclist on the lawn. I didn't want her to feel like a wimp so I didn't protest when she tried to comfort me with words like, "Oh Omar, its just a little jack rabbit, nothing to be scared of."
I thought it was my solum duty not to let her realize how close to death she had just come. I don't know who jack rabbit is but, now that I have a name for the face I will know to stear clear. I am putting the words Jack Rabbit on the list of scary right under the word Bath.

"He who is not everyday conquering some fear, has not learned the secret of life" - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Moo

It was a dark and stormy night. Ryan and Bailey have left Beth and I to fend for ourselves in the high lonely mountains of Montana. Beth got a craving for the ice cream and was determined to have some even though it was late and freezing out. So she put on her fuzzy slippers threw her coat on over her pjs and out we went. I myself love the ice cream but had I known the danger we were to encounter on this fateful night I would have tried to convince my Beth that bed was a better option.
We were taking the back road between our house and the quick mart when we turned the corner to find about 20 gleaming eyes staring at us from the middle of the road. Beth hit the brakes but the road was slick and we slid into a field. The eyes didn’t move, in fact I don’t think that they even blinked. Beth took one look at me, asked if I was ok and said Omar we better get out and see what is going on. Being the brave and heroic dog I am, I tried to get Beth to stay in the safety of the vehicle. Being the silly over curious human she is, she did not.
When we stepped out of the car I knew at once the treachery. A heard of solid black gigantic mooing beast stood between Beth and her ice cream. They didn’t stand a chance. Beth and I have been through this before with a small more wooly form of creatures. But that was in the day time and it wasn’t freezing out. Beth was also not in slippers and PJs, so I thought for sure that we would just turn around. She was determined and Beth and I were not on the same page. When I heard her whistle for me I knew it was time to work. Slowly but surely Beth and I worked until we got the whole heard to the side of the road. Beth had her flashers on so that passing cars would know to slow. She made a call, and we wait for a man in a uniform to show up. This was one dangerous heard. I mean who likes to play chicken with a whole heard of mooers on an icy road.
When the man in blue showed up, he and Beth had a quick conversation. I liked him, he got me a biscuit out of his car to repay me for my hard and dangerous night of work. After that, it was on to the ice cream. We had a bowl when we got home and then went to bed. What an exhausting night.
“All is not butter that comes from the cow.” - Chinese Proverb