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Family Springing Up

Elizabeth and I were out for a walk the other day, and she thought you’d enjoy seeing a bit of my Model Pyrenees Mountain Range for 2014. I’m very proud of Rob the Snowman’s efforts this year. He’s had some extreme challenges in finding a place for all the fluffy white stuff that has fallen to obstruct our small gravel path this winter. He’s had to pile it higher and higher and higher, then he’s had to start another pile in front of the first because the blade on his big growly machine only can lift so high. I have about three ranges of mountains this year, all about 1.8m or 6 ft. tall. I like to sit on top of them and bark at the squirrels, who have become very active lately.

I am a Mountain Dog, I am, I am, I am!

I am a Mountain Dog, I am, I am, I am!

Elizabeth was on the Internet shortly after we took the above photo to show you how impressive my model mountains were. And she saw a photo. “Look at this, Stella!” she said. And there was a Great Pyrenees, a Great Newfenees like me, and a Black Labrador Retriever on their very own mountain range. And it was much bigger than mine! I had a good look at the photos so I could instruct Rob the Snowman next year. I can’t have other dogs beating me at my own game, now. Really!

I was so worked up that I almost didn’t hear what Elizabeth said next. “Do you know who that is, Stella?” Well, how on earth could I. She was pointing at the middle dog, a Great Newfenees like me. “That’s your younger brother, Thunder!”

Maia (top) and my little brother Thunder playing on their Model Mountain Range.

Maia (top) and my little brother Thunder playing on their Model Mountain Range. {Photo courtesy Verna Funk Verrier}

What! I have a younger brother who loves to play on his own model mountain range, too? Wow! And his two-legger says that he and his friends Maia the Gt. Pyr and Lily the Lab like to monitor the neighbourhood Coyote Clan from their perches, just like I keep an eye on the Wily Wolf Gang! It turns out he doesn’t live too far away, and that maybe one day we can go and visit him and his friends. I’d really like that…

Thunder's range is over 2m (8-10 ft) high in places! And look at how long it is. *Sigh*

Thunder’s range is over 2m (8-10 ft) high in places! And look at how long it is. *Sigh* {Photo courtesy Verna Funk Verrier}

Elizabeth and Thunder’s two-legger have been talking. She had one of my same-litter brothers, Magnum. Sadly, Magnum was born without a working esophagus, and he went over the Rainbow Bridge when he was just a few months old. His two-leggers were very sad about this; they loved him very much. They took lots of pictures of him during his short life with them and said I could show you one of him. I think we looked a lot alike, don’t you?

Magnum with his older pals, Maia and Lily. Magnum looks like he's really happy despite his problems.

Magnum with his older pals, Maia and Becca. Magnum looks like he’s really happy despite his problems. {Photo courtesy Verna Funk Verrier}

When Magnum was gone, they missed him so much that they got another puppy from the next litter my mom and dad had. Thunder, we are happy to tell you, is thriving!

And do you remember Dakota? She’s my older sister in Winnipeg. She’s decided she doesn’t like winter that much this year. Her two-legger says it has been so cold that she’s had to stay inside a lot, and as a result, she’s become a real city dog! Her two-leggers keep in touch with Elizabeth, and they showed her a photo of Dakota taken yesterday. Dakota and her two-leggers are so grateful for the over two years of care Dakota received from the Manitoba Great Pyrenees Rescue that they are working hard with MGPR to help other dogs without homes find people who will love them forever.

Here's Dokota, working with a puppy from MGPR. She really likes playing with the puppies...

Here’s Dakota, working with a puppy Trixie (click the link above if you’d like to adopt her) from MGPR. She really likes playing with the puppies… {photo courtesy Jarek Paul Nowak}

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Snow Kidding!

While we were snowed in this weekend, Elizabeth decided to go through some of her old things. Among them she found a postcard of a place she visited when she was a child, Bourton-on-the-Water Model Village. She showed it to me and told me what a nifty place it was – everything built to scale. It was like a three dimensional map of the village. There was even a model of the model village in the model village. Kinda got my head spinning. I don’t think I could have nosed my way into any of the houses. Not very useful…. But it seemed to bring some happy memories back for Elizabeth, that picture.

Elizabeth finished tidying, then shovelled snow, knitted, shovelled more snow, fed the birds, shovelled more snow and shovelled some more snow for the rest of the weekend. She hasn’t put on her webbed paw extenders yet, but I know she’s thinking about it. I think all the shovelling has made her too tired to pack the trail.

I was pretty much at loose ends. There haven’t been any intruders other than a few small growly beasts that race on the hard water of the river. I barked at them for a while from my lookout. Otherwise, it’s been a bit boring. We haven’t even gone for any rides in our growly beast since Thursday.

Here's why we haven't gone for a ride...

Here’s why we haven’t gone for a ride…

No one has come to visit – they can’t get in any better than we can get out!

It’s been pretty quiet.

Yesterday morning while Elizabeth was shovelling the wooden walkway in front of the cooking room, a huge, dark grey, very noisy bird flew low over the house. I’ve never seen anything like it before! I thought it was low enough to be a threat, so I barked at it and it turned sharply and flew away. I’m sure that if it had landed on the house it would have crushed it. I’ve never seen a bird that big before! It was colossal.

Elizabeth said two-leggers ride inside and use them for search and rescue operations. She says maybe the military were practicing, or maybe there are two-leggers in trouble in the area and the military two-leggers are trying to find and help them. She called the big bird a Hercules Airplane.

I thought maybe they were looking for us the way it swooped down at the house, but Elizabeth says she doesn’t think so. I’m sorry now that I scared it away.

Elizabeth had just finished shovelling the porch deck off when Rob the Snowman came down the hill to rescue us. Before I could say hello, though, he’d turned around and left!

Rob the Snowman comes to rescue us.

Rob the Snowman comes to rescue us.

When I saw the pile of snow he left, I had an idea. I tore up the hill to try to catch him. I’m very fast, fortunately, and I found him and told him to come back. I had something I wanted him to do for me! Rob’s a very nice two-legger. Anyone who does snow rescue missions must be! He turned around and came back.

I found Rob the Snowman and brought him back...

I found Rob the Snowman and brought him back…

I supervised him while he worked hard to put my plan into effect.

Let that blade down just a bit more, Rob... That's it!

Let that blade down just a bit more, Rob… That’s it!

Easy does it. Mind our growly beast!

Move it just over there. A little more... Got it!

Move it just over there. A little more… Got it!

At last we were done. After Rob the Snowman said goodbye, I went over for a final inspection:

The Final Inspection

The Final Inspection

My Model Pyrenees Mountain Range! Pretty good, eh?  ~:oD=

My Model Pyrenees Mountain Range! Pretty good, eh? ~:oD=

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