Friends, we will be absent from blog land for a little bit and I fear Momma will be marking as read all your lovely posts as she gets stressy about missing something important and her mentals rest easier when there is nothing in the queue.
Some stuff going on at the estate right now requiring her full attention and we could use your good thoughts.
|I'm taking care of things, don't worry.|
There were some queries regarding the Airedale at daycare.
Even though he is only three years old, he is very well behaved and the source of his good manners was revealed to me last week. As he started bouncing and yammering and getting just a wee bit annoying, a rather scruffy looking old dog wandered over. A dog before whom the rest of the pack parted as the red sea without her giving either a glance or a growl.
Upon seeing her, Mr. Airedale slunk to her side and proceeded to make supplicant puppy behaviors, eventually laying on the ground while she gently put her mouth around his fuzzy neck. This, apparently, was Mr. Airedale's elderly sister (an interesting cross that appears to be a mix of Irish Wolfhound, terrier, and possibly labradog).
She's got his number and is the new fun police monitor (a role that Momma and Master's dearly departed Raja used to have).