Posts tagged ‘rides’
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.
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!
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 supervised him while he worked hard to put my plan into effect.
At last we were done. After Rob the Snowman said goodbye, I went over for a final inspection:
Something that brings me home even better than cookies?
“STELLA! We’re going for a RIDE!”
Watch me run! Not even a sneeky deer in need of a talking to can keep me from a ride with my two-leggers.
I love speed. I love the feel of the wind in my ears. I love to fill my lungs with the rush of air as we ride over the bridges on the way to work. I love to ride by two-leggers who are out for a walk – even better if they have their dogs with them. “Look at me! This is the way to travel, folks!” And I get it all without any effort at all. Rides are amazing!
Rides have provided me with a real education, too. I’ve come to realise what an incredible variety of two-leggers and dogs there are out there. They are so interesting to watch. I watch them as we come up to them, as we pass them and as we leave them behind. It all happens so fast. And it fascinates me. Only some of them seem to see me. Only a few of those smile back at me, and even fewer wave. Sometimes the dogs see me and we watch each other. Sometimes they get really excited when they see me and they bark hello. That seems to worry their two-leggers somewhat….
Elizabeth seems amused by my interest. She says she’d like to take a video of me on one of our rides, but the car bumps around too much. When I yawn on the bridges, she laughs. She says I whistle.
Sometimes she sees a dog or a sneeky deer (or something else) before I do, and she lets me know to look. One day we were at the place where Elizabeth takes and picks up pieces of paper and boxes [the Post Office] when several dogs converged on the sidewalk. One came out of the building with his two-legger, two more were coming up the hard path, and another came from the other direction on the hard path. They all met under my window and started talking. A couple were really excited to see the others! Their two-leggers seemed quite upset about this interaction, and they were pulling and twisting and crying out… The dogs were so busy with each other that I don’t think they even noticed me. I found the whole scene very amusing. It amazes me how different everybody is. Some two-leggers are really uptight about their dogs. I feel sorry for their dogs, ’cause they’re just having a good time with new friends. But at the same time, I find the two-legger behavior (and that of the dogs, too, I must confess) very interesting to watch.
Sometimes my two-leggers leave me to “guard the car” while they go into a building for one reason or another. That can be a bit boring. But someone usually comes over to say hello, and I can still see all kinds of things going on around me. Or I can have a little nap.
Rides seem to slow down in the leafy time of year, though. Elizabeth says it is because it gets too hot in the car for me. So in the leafy time I only go for short rides and there’s no “guard the car” time. Those are good rides, too, ’cause there’s nothing that feels better than the wind in your wool on a hot leafy day!