Marmalade still loves Boo Boo. But that is not the good news. We all know about the Marmalade and Boo Boo show!
Everyone loves the new hay. But that is not the good news either.
The Good news is that the Duke of Kupa is not doing the gaggy face anymore. The gaping. And rasping. Though I will still put him through the next worm course when it arrives. But it seems that the sheep drench has made a vast impression on his health. He is still a little hunched, but on the surface he seems much improved. I am feeling optimistic. Very good news.
When I first got Boo I swore I would not teach him to retrieve. One retrieving dog was enough I thought, but yesterday I finally gave in. He needs something more to do, something he can succeed in. And after only 15 minutes of training, he was bringing his stick back for me, laying it at his feet, not my feet yet but we are close, and will even, if I am fast, put the stick in my hand, (but he kind of throws it to me so I really do have to be fast!).
He is a premature catcher though – we need to work on giving me some space to throw, before he catches. However even with these two short lessons he is paying attention to me a lot better. Instead of focusing on out- running Ton and being in trouble.
TonTon had to be asked to sit on the sidelines for the training so there were no fights, but he did not seem to mind.
And I did detect a snigger.
But Boo caught on very fast.
A different dog when he is inside though.
Though the Bad in Bad BooBoo is never far away.
While the cat and dog played yesterday, I made two batches of soap. One with a wonderful lemon and eucalyptus essential oil that Tanya sent me from Europe with the arnica for healing. The other batch of soap I made is scented with lemon grass. Our house smells like an apothecary. Wonderful.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy,
ps Later last night I crept out to the barn again to take this photo for you. I did not want to use a flash so it is a bit grainy. But here is Sheila deep in her straw, under her blanket – sleeping.