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Speckled Eggs at Easter

Can you find the eggs hidden in this picture?

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Since I took this picture, the Mama Killdeer (or perhaps it was the Papa Killdeer?) laid another egg.

Here is one of the parent (birth-giver?) birds sitting on the nest. When they are still, it can be quite difficult to find them.

If Toby comes near the nest, the Killdeer try to lead him away from it. This parent (I mean birth-giver) is right on the edge of the gravel heading toward the grass.

If the bird still feels threatened, it will poop while running away. Then it will chirp a lot and do a broken wing display. Toby is very entertained by this. He has high hopes that someday he will catch this bird.

The Killdeer made this nest at a nearby church. I am sure to them it seemed like a wonderfully peaceful location with hardly anyone around. Then along came Easter, and the world went crazy. But, perhaps they did this on purpose. Maybe sitting on a nest is boring, and this is like theater to them.

Let’s make it interactive theater, shall we?

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Dream Our World

If you would like more interactive activities with Toby, come to the Museum of the Imagination in Dream Our World. Inside my two Cairn boys explore the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.

Dream Our World and other fine gifts are available in my shop at L Bowman Studios.

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A Late Easter Post

Snowy night scene.

Robin's egg sitting on porch step.

What a difference from last year to this year!  Last Easter brought a tiny robin’s egg to our step.  This year brought 6″ of snow.

I happen to love these early morning, above freezing snows, so I wasn’t disappointed to wake up to a frosted wonderland. It is so magical to be outside in the cold, damp, fresh-smelling air.  I am fortunate that my pups love this kind of weather as well. (Sorry.  My battery died before I could get a better picture of the snow.)

On this morning, Toby was so excited to see the snow that he practically burst through the front door to get to it.  I put him on his 50′ leash and just let him run and run as much and as fast as he wanted.  Scratch that.  There is no such thing as enough time in the snow to Toby.  Geordie wasn’t quite as thrilled as his brother, but I was happy that he got to see another snow.

It is still hard on me knowing that this will be my little boy’s last birthday and his last snowfall.  It is the natural course of events, but it is still hard.  I have been trying to give him everything he could possibly want, but instead of making a happy pup, I have created a tyrant.  Geordie was always strong willed, but now that he realizes that I won’t push him, he is taking advantage.  Will I stop? Of course not.  An obnoxious pup is a small price to pay for allowing myself to feel that I’ve done everything I can for him.

I am nowhere near finished telling stories of the times we have spent together.  You can catch up on what we’ve been doing with out latest book Poopiter.

Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

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The Easter Egg

I can’t remember the last time I had an Easter egg to find.  You can imagine my surprise when I was heading out to look at the garden and found this little guy sitting on the backs step!

Robin's egg sitting on porch step.

He was just so perfect and Easter-y looking in his aqua shell.

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Bitey Dog’s book, A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy is available in paperback at Amazon.  (Also comes in Kindle format.)  It would make a great gift for Mothers’ Day!

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