Spring is for the birds

It sounds lovely in my back yard. The birds are chirping and it sounds like spring is here. Until you look outside and see all the snow and the gray skies full of the promise of more snow. The birds love our yard though. The robins and the little blackish ones with long beaks that I do not know the name of in particular. We have a couple of trees in our backyard that have berries on them and the birds come in droves to eat them

I feel sorry for them when they have to tromp through that snow. Don't their little birdie feet get cold?


They sure are pretty though. Every once in a while Buddy the beagle will get up off his duff to go out and chase them into the trees. Once in a while.



Meet Buddy. This is Buddy's favorite activity:

I call this the flop. It's his most-loved postition, and I think he's definitely mastered it. What do you think?


These were all taken on different days, by the way. Sometimes he curls up in a ball:

He spends most of his time in repose on my bed. Can't say I blame him, it is pretty comfy. But on occasion, mainly when the boy-child decides to join the party, Buddy sneaks off to other locations. Katie's bed for instance.

Another of his moves--the cliffhanger:

Nicely done, Buddy! If there was an Olympics of sleeping you would be a gold medalist! There is another pose rarely seen that Buddy attempts sometimes. I call it the Sphinx. Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of that one as the postition is intensely difficult. It requires Buddy actually holding his head upright. Gasp! The last time I checked his legs did still wotk, though they are sorely under-used. I really wish he would learn to operate the vacuum because that comforter is dry-clean only and it desperately needs a cleaning. I'm pretty sure it has at least 3 pounds of dog hair on it. Call him dedicated. Call him determined. Just don't call him late for dinner.