Winter is the hardest season for our wildlife

I've had a trail camera at a local pond for years. Every year, I am struck by how the demeanor of the animals tells me that winter is very hard for them.

After the pond freezes, some animals eat snow while others lick the ice surface when they are thirsty. Except for the youngest elk, the herd seems consumed by survival - drinking water, eating grass, and saving every calorie of energy that they can. The local bobcat trudges across the pond slowly, with no extraneous movements.  Only the coyotes still move fast, trotting briskly across the pond.

Check out the video!

Thankful Thursday

The joy of our dogs when they can romp and play makes us smile.

 

Cold and snowy weather makes them want to play even more.

We think that play is so important to Hachi. It helps him to relax for a long time after the play ends.

 

Our driveway at Lab Valley is a favorite play site. It is plowed so they can run hard on it. That's not currently possible in unplowed places. Three feet of heavy snow makes it difficult to run very fast!

Today, we are thankful for the joy of dogs playing.

Wordless Wednesday - The Day after the Storm

 

 

A frosty mountain lion out in daylight

On Valentine's weekend, we had our coldest days of winter so far. It hit -20°F in our area. The cold front came in with a wave of fog so frost appeared on many surfaces.

Surprisingly, one of those surfaces was the back of a mountain lion. He had probably snoozed the day away, curled up in a secret spot. Then, an hour or so before sunset, he headed out to hunt and perhaps feed on a hidden meal.

On his way out into the world, he passed a couple of my trail cams. He had frost on his face, head, back and tail.  He shook the snow off of his paws at one point during his walk. Fortunately for him, it appeared that he'd been eating well, with his full stomach hanging down from his frame. That helped him on this crazy cold day.

Ignore the temperatures written on the video. Trail cam thermometers tend to be so wrong that I wish that the trail cam companies would stop showing them in the videos.

This daytime video is short and fun. Enjoy!

The Hachi Chronicle

We are having fun in the snow storm. We returned to Lab Valley for the first time since Hachi was so sick. His behavior toward Shyla has returned to normal after the blip of nasty behavior during his illness. Now, the two of them are playing in the snow like the good buddies that they are.

The storm started a lot later than expected. By Saturday afternoon, it finally arrived, at least 12 hours late. We'd had small snowfalls every night for a while so the world was already white. The pups played together in front of the old cabin on our land.

And they sprinted side-by-side in the driveway.

We awakened on Sunday morning to a lot of accumulated snow, and it was still snowing very hard.

The two pups went down to the creek together through snow that was over their heads. Coming back up the creek bank was a serious challenge.

It was great to see their exploring and playing partnership come back as if nothing had happened. I think that completely separating them while Hachi was sick was a good move. 

Life is good for Hachi and the rest of us.

Black Dog Sunday

As it is snowing outside, I've been thinking of our Black Dog's love of snow. For his whole life, I always tried to find some fun time when it snowed. His joy made me happy.

As a young dog, he never wanted to stay still while out in the snow. I remember the first time that I took him cross-country skiing with me. I needed a pee stop so the two of us went well off the trail (even though no one else was around). I told him to "stay" in my most serious voice. I planted my ski poles in the snow, and, as soon as my pants were down, he grabbed a pole and sprinted through the forest with it. It was hilarious. He did eventually bring it after his joyful sprint with it was finished, and we collapsed into the snow as I laughed.

In more recent years, he was willing to sit for a photo. But, he still jittered with happy energy, throwing in waves at random times. On this occasion, he waved and wooed at the same time.

Whenever we have a snowstorm, I remember how our Black Dog loved snow. He found utter joy in playing in it.

Happy Black Dog Sunday.

Shyla Saturday

I am very glad to report that Shyla is feeling much better. Her energy and happiness are sky high. Her GI tract is back to normal. We are so relieved. We still don't know what caused her illness.

Most of our week was quiet, as Shyla rested. It was worth it. Hearing her voice in the mountains at sunrise is music to my ears.

 

Now I think that she is strong enough to play in the fresh snow that will arrive soon. Having dogs who love snow makes these storms so much more fun!

Nature Friday

Our area has snow fever. The most recent forecasts are tending toward the high end of the range that I mentioned yesterday. That would make the depth of the snow greater than my height! We are excited. It should start this evening.

Part of the reason is that we haven't had a big storm in a long time. These are some photos from big storms over the past couple of years.

Hachi leaps vertically to navigate the maze of paths...

Shyla plows through it!

Happy Nature Friday! Please go visit the LLB Gang for their blog hop. 

Thankful Thursday

I have two things to be thankful for today. First, Shyla is steadily getting better. She woofs her displeasure if she doesn't get to go on a morning bike ride with me. So, we've restarted riding together, albeit with short rides and some howling thrown in.

 

She was full of energy this morning, wanting to run and leap in the fresh snow. I am so thankful to see her bouncing back.

The other thing that I am thankful for is that there may be a HUGE pile of snow for her to play in soon. A storm is taking aim at our area and will probably stall out over us, dumping lots of snow on our area. Various weather forecasts put the total snow over four days at 2-7' (it's very hard to predict the weather close to the Divide). For once, I am enthusiastically cheering it on, hoping for enough snow to dig us out of our drought. I want flowers and no fires this coming summer!

This was the driveway to Lab Valley after our last fairly small snowstorm. I am hoping that we soon have more snow for the pups to play in and for picturesque winter scenes.

Wordless Wednesday

From one year ago - a favorite of mine

 

A pee-mail spot with lots of visitors

When I find a mountain lion scrape in the forest, I tend to think of that place as a lion place. But, it often is popular with far more species than just mountain lions.

In this case, the scrape area is visited by foxes, bobcats, skunks, and lions. You'll notice a mostly black fox with a white tip on his tail. That's the silver morph of a red fox. Apparently, they often look silvery over their whole body but, around here, I've seen only black ones. He is cool looking.

You'll also see that a mountain lion has a kink in her tail. That is often caused by in-breeding which is sometimes a sign that a mountain lion population is in trouble. I'm hoping that this lion's kinked tail is an old injury rather than a genetic aberration. A later lion decided to roll around where the main scrape is. I've seen that behavior before but it always surprises me!

Enjoy the video!

The Hachi Chronicle

It's been a week of Hachi getting back to 100% since his illness. He seems like he feels great. We've kept him away from the construction because our guess was that stress was a big part of why he was so sick. Now, with Shyla having had seemingly the same illness, we are not so sure about that. However, whether it made him sick or not, it was stressful, and it seems better to stay away from the construction.

A couple of good things came from Hachi's bout with this illness. We learned more about the best place to get him veterinary care, and we learned about what an amazing resource our behavioral vet is. We found out that the method for sedation used for most dogs didn't seem to slow him down at all. The vet went to Plan B which did work. As hoped, the sedation prevented the long period of fear that resulted from Hachi's previous visit to the vet. That is good.

On the day when Shyla went to the hospital, we both had to be away from home at Hachi's medication time. Yet, we were pleasantly stunned that it worked well to have our and Hachi's good friend come into our house to give him his pill pocket. Hachi has known this friend since he was a teeny tiny puppy, and he loves to see her on the trails. We didn't know for sure how he'd handle her coming into our house when we were gone. But, she says that he wagged his entire body from inside his ex pen. She gave him his pills and patted him. Yipee - that is a big step for Hachi! Learning to trust is a challenge for Hachi.

Now, all of us are hoping for a very boring week. No illnesses and little stress will make all of us happy, including Hachi.

Black Dog Sunday

On a recent snowy day at our old place, I stopped to gaze at this sign where the "back trail" heads into our land. I love the understated humor in it. It's even funnier if you knew our Black Dog, He was far too friendly to be a guard dog. We do plan to take it with us to guard over Lab Valley.

 

Shyla and I have done some short walks together since she came home from the hospital, out past our "Black Dog Guard Dog" sign and then to a spot that is bathed in warm sun at this time of year. I used to take her and R's photo there at this time of year. We paused to gaze at the spot, remembering her sweet big brother. 

Shyla used to rely on R's support to stand tall and confident. Thanks to him, she now stands tall on her own.

 Happy Black Dog Sunday.

Shyla Saturday

Shyla was well enough to come home yesterday afternoon. They used an IV to rehydrate her. They said that it was a very bad case of dehydration caused by "acute hemorrhagic diarrhea". Her blood pressure fell to a low level, and many of her bloodwork values were very "wrong" due to dehydration.

No one can explain the cause of the dual illnesses of Hachi and Shyla. We have racked our brains for a commonality but we haven't found one. The 13 day gap between their illnesses is too long for a virus or other pathogen to have been passed between them.

Now, we will rest and hope that we are finished with this illness. I am so happy to have our sweet girl home.