Howdy blogaroos. Squirmy reporting from snowville. So here’s the thing – we had record low snowfall for most of the winter. But surprise – Mother Nature has kept it in storage. Yup. It started in February and here we are in the beginning of March and our plow guy, Larry is finally making some money. It’s that rodent’s fault. That groundhog said we would have 6 more weeks of winter – and darn if he wasn’t right. Next year I’m going to that Groundhog Day celebration- and trust me – he won’t see his shadow.
In other news, according to our crazy calendar- today is the birthday of Alexander Graham Bell. I just call him Al. Al had a special connection to Nova Scotia – because he had his summer home here and did lots of experiments here. There’s a museum in the town where he lived and the Warden has been there lots of times. Here’s a photo she took at the museum last Fall:
That’s supposed to be a sketch of Al. And his Skye Terrier, Trouve. Now here’s the cool thing – did you know that Al taught Trouve to speak? I mean like humans speak. In this article it says Trouve was a stray terrier. Numerous other sources say he was a Skye – like the one depicted here. Skye. Stray. Must have been autocorrect. Anyway, check out this story:
https://www.thedodo.com/before-inventing-the-telephone-489117573.html
So Bell taught Trouve to talk. I can just IMAGINE the Warden, who actually has a background in talking – trying to manipulate my mouth. She can barely put a collar on me when I’m excited – imagine her holding treats in front of my face and trying to get me to articulate. I see chewed fingers in the picture. Sounds like Al did get Trouve to talk, but amazing as that was, his vocabulary was pretty limited.
On the other paw, the Boss already talks. Incessantly. I’m not sure much would be gained in getting him to articulate more clearly. We already KNOW what he’s saying:
Hurry up I’m hungry. Hurry up I’m hungry.
Open that treat jar. Now.
He’s licking my face. Make him stop or I’ll do it myself.
Hurry up it’s breakfast time.
Hurry up it’s supper time.
Where’s my apple?
It’s bed time. Where’s my bedtime treat.
I want a treat for no reason.
Did I mention I’m hungry.
Yeah – I don’t see any point in getting the Boss to enunciate his messages. We read him LOUD and clear.
Time to go and snow roll. Larry better get here before 3 – I have class today. We’ll see how my “stays” go today. I think I may be getting a reputation as a “visitor” during stays. Ever since my little visit to see my Kremlin cutie- the Warden has been watching me like a hawk. I like to look around on the sit stay -just to make her nervous. I love class. I teach her so much.
Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.
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