Originally Posted by williamhj
When either the fishing is good or there is a tough fish I'm trying to catch, it is amazing how cold, wet, and hunger disappear.
Loved this post. My (now just one) two old dogs used to tell me if 'we' were having a 'good day fishing' during the winter. I'm getting zip, they knew it and would park themselves on the beach behind me and give out a collective 'howl.'
Which roughly translated to 'Get us the hell out of here! LIKE NOW!!'
Really crummy winter weather around here is pretty unusual, save for it can drop in to the 'teens. Had one of those last winter and the two dogs didn't take 5 steps out the front door and turned around and marched right back into the house. Hardly had the chance to close the door before I was opening same up again.
Not hard to tell 'who' ran this place ......... Funny part is both loved to watch TV, especially Soccer. Two would be flaked out on my bed with chins on the foot board. They'd stay that way through the whole Match. Then off the bed and come into my office for their 'cookie treats.'
230'ish pound of total fur covered devotion ... went both ways. Even if I had to vacuum the carpets every day. Twice weekly full on brushing or no, God could those two shed a ton of hair (or is it fur, never could remember).
Lived at the base of Mt. Ashland for several years and as soon as the snow started on went the studded snow tyres. Those two just LOVED to play in that stuff. Some of the greatest photo's I've ever taken in my life of them having a total I'M FREEEEEEE romps.
One time was a not so good time; total white out blizzard on the Mountain. (Totally stupid to even try.
) Even with studs and 4x4 getting us back down the hill was a trip. One of the few times I thought I'd have to do a '911' for a tow truck. God only knows what that would have cost. Dogs just sat there and watched me dig out the Jeep with my hands.