After our uneventful walk today, Tippy and I went back down into the woods to check on the Trout Lilies. They’re starting to bloom! My guess is that they will be at their peak in 3 or 4 days. I wish the pictures could show you the extent of the patch…it covers the entire hillside and valley. In the bottom right picture, you can see some Trillium at the base of the tree that hasn’t bloomed yet.
On the way back to the house, Tippy was running around, wanting to play fetch with every tree branch she found. I was just wishing it could have been downhill both ways.
A little while later, I was in the house and heard her barking. You may remember that she only barks when something is not as it should be, in her opinion, so I went out to see what was wrong. I found her about half way down the hill beside of the house, barking her head off.
I followed her gaze and finally figured it out. A tree at the bottom of the hill had fallen into the little creek that runs through the property. It broke when it fell, so I’m sure it was loud and scary to her.
I assured her that I saw what it was and it was okay. That’s all she needed. She stopped barking and followed me back into the house.
This reminds me of when she was little, and her crate was out in the garage (more on that later). Every once in a while she would bark once, maybe twice, long after I had put her to bed. I’d go out, turn on the light, look under the car and truck, and assure her nothing was there and everything was okay. That’s all she needed. She wouldn’t bark again the rest of the night. Just like a toddler, needing mom or dad to come look in the closet, or under the bed, to ensure them that nothing is there so they can feel safe and go back to sleep.