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N is for Neverending Nights of Nothingness


Nada. Nothing. Nobody. Nary a piglet in sight. Honestly, I am beginning to wonder what sort of mind games Olivia is playing with me! Last night as I snuggled into my sleeping bag on piglet watch once again, it started to rain rather hard. Over the roar of raindrops on the roof of the truck cab, Iago’s (the barn cat) wailing was so piteous I could not resist and let her inside.

I was as stretched out as possible on the back seat in the cab and each of the dogs had staked out a front seat. When the cat arrived, our peaceful arrangement went to he!! in a handbasket. First, Iago visited each of the dogs, purring and chirping and rubbing her head against their faces. This is a peculiar kind of torture from the dogs’ perspective – they know they are not allowed to chase the cat and inside the cab, there is hardly room to turn around, never mind play tag.

After she had tormented the dogs, Iago crawled into the back with me and plunked herself on my head, purring and cuddling. This was too much for Tuulen, whose jealous tendencies are legendary. He leaped into the back seat and squeezed himself behind me. There followed a licking war. Tuulen licked the cat, the cat licked me – each tried to be cuter and more cuddly than the other so I would stroke only cat or dog, but not both.

Iago sat on Tuulen’s head so she could have better access to my face and stop him from talking to me. He protested by pushing her out of the way and trying to wriggle out from behind me and onto my pillow… He is far too big to fit on my pillow, particularly when that space is being defended by a determined cat.

Meanwhile, I was getting pretty desperate for sleep, so I burrowed under my sleeping bag and left them to fight out their turf war somewhere above me. Eventually, after both had fallen off me and the back seat a couple of times, they each managed to stake out an acceptable bit of territory and fall asleep.

I must say I was toasty warm, but man, oh man – what I would give for a decent night’s sleep in my own bed!! Come on, Olivia! Deliver!

Day 8 – Baffling Dog Behaviour


Sometimes the dogs are just plain odd. Tuulen has this thing about shoes. Maybe he feels a need to make up for my lack of interest in footwear, but whatever his strange motivation, his behaviour is pretty consistent and certainly strange. If I am working at the computer and not spending enough time looking at him lovingly, he will go out to the mudroom and carefully select the shoe I have most recently worn. Very gently he pulls it off the rack and brings it back into the bedroom and places it on the bed beside him. Sometimes, he then proceeds to poke his long, dexterous snout into the shoe so he can extricate the insole. There is no chewing involved in all this (thank goodness, or I’d be farming barefoot!), more like a thoughtful meditation on what humans wrap around their feet.


After he has placed the shoe or boot or slipper just so in the bed, then he lies on it and sighs. And that’s it! End of game! There’s no licking or tossing or playing ‘look what I have! Can’t catch me!’ He just lies on the shoe until it gets uncomfortable or he gets bored or I still refuse to pay any attention to him and then he gets up and repeats the whole ritual. Sometimes by the end of a session at my desk there is quite a collection of footwear on the bed. Socks are occasionally added and, very rarely, other random objects. Yesterday, he found an old soup ladle I had placed by the back door ready to start a new life down in the feed room at the barn. This precious object he placed across my pillow before lying on it and sighing.

I can tell you I was less than thrilled to see that muddy boot on my bed! I had just come up from the barn where I’d slopped around the wet area by the hog water and those boots were disgusting! It’s not nearly so bad when he plays this game with my slippers.

So, I ask you – what the heck is that all about?

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