English yellow labrador

The White Masked Lab Makes Friends Easily

Posted by Barbara Techel
The White Masked Dog Makes Friends Easily
Kylie and Larry

Late yesterday we got to meet our friend, Jon’s new little dachshund puppy. His name is Larry. Don’t you just love it?

Larry had absolutely no fear what-so-ever about bounding right into Kylie’s kennel. Of course, after he took about a million spins racing into the living room and flying around the corner into the kitchen. Oh, the energy he has!

And here’s the thing about Kylie – I’ve never had to worry about her around other dog’s. She is completely open and acceptable. I swear she is a saint in disguise in a dog body. She is a gentle giant with a very soft and compassionate heart. She makes me want to be a better person every time I’m around her.

Gidget on the other hand, well, she was pretty good. But just a wee bit jealous. Apparently my lap is just for her. She made sure I knew this and that I don’t forget it.

When I brought up this photo of Larry and Kylie on my computer I was taken aback at how white Kylie is getting – sort of looking like she has a mask on like raccoon’s, but in white instead.

The older she gets the sweeter she becomes. And the more she tugs at my heart. I can’t imagine a day without her, but I know it will come.

But moments like this and how loving she is toward others pups made me love her even more — I really don’t even know how that is possible — because every time I’m with her, my heart spills over with immense joy.

She is truly one the sweetest dogs I’ve ever known.

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Wise Yellow Dog Predicts Spring Soon. Come See.

Posted by Barbara Techel

IMG_1980 1200Later yesterday afternoon, as we often do on the weekends, John and I sat in front of our woodstove. Kylie resting on the sofa next to John and Gidget curled up next to me sitting across from them.

We, like many of you, are anxious for spring. We wonder if it will ever get here. The anticipation has really been building and especially after a pretty brutal winter. It has just made it all that more challenging to not want to shout each day, “Hurray up and get here spring!”

As we sat gazing into the fire burning in the woodstove last night, John glanced over at Kylie. “Spring is almost here, Kylie. I’ll bet you can’t wait to smell all the smells of spring. It will get here. Just you wait and see.”

Her head perched on the yellow pillow, yellow dog truly has no worries if spring will arrive. She just knows. That is what dogs do. They teach us to just be in the moment. To trust. To have faith.

If Kylie could talk I’d think she’d say:

But papa, it is already here in many ways.

Can’t you feel it in the warm sun on your skin?

Can’t you see it in the light? It is brighter and longer now in the sky.

Can’t you hear it in the chirping of the birds every morning? They too say, it is on its way!

And the smells! oh the smells!  Haven’t you been watching as my nose is to the ground every morning and evening? Oh, the delicious smells!

I know you know it is here as I linger longer outside each evening and my ears do not seem to be working again when you call me to come in.

So you see, it is here. I’m your reminder to see what you sometimes cannot see. I promise you, spring is already here, and will continue to be here if you just listen and pay attention to wise yellow dog.