Wordless Wednesday: NEW FRIEND

Tippy has a new friend at the tennis courts.

Hi.  My name is Tippy.  What is yours?


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On our walk last Sunday, I snapped this weather predicting picture of Tippy.

blackberry vine
I smell cold weather coming.

Those blossoms past her are on a blackberry vine.  We always have a cold snap whenever they are blooming.  Even though I know that, in my heart I was hoping it wasn’t true this year, as it was 85°F (29.4°C) and I wearing shorts.  I was not ready for cold weather again.

Trying to live in the moment, as dogs tend to teach us to do, I was enjoying the warm weather that we did have.  So, we walked on.  A little further back I heard a cow bawling.  For those who don’t live on a farm, cows usually only bawl if something is wrong or they are separated from their baby. As we got closer to her, I saw her coming from my right.  I looked up ahead and, there was her calf, calmly waiting on her.  Before I could snap a picture, they were together.  Calves are so cute, especially when they look so much like their mother.

We’re together. You can leave us alone now.

The next day was windy, but still warm.  I think this bull thought it was hot.  Either that, or he just wanted to go for a swim.

cows in pond
Cooling off in the pond.

The weather got progressively worse and we are now experiencing our annual blackberry winter.  Yesterday’s high was 48°F (9°C), and this morning it was only 38°F (3.3°C).  I’m hoping this one is short lived and we can get back to Spring soon.

Do you have an annual Spring cold snap?  If so, what is it called in your neck of the woods?


Tippy got to go fishing with her grandpa, my dad, this past weekend.  She loves to watch him fish.

Hurry up and catch another one.
Fishing is very relaxing.


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I love my walks with Tippy, especially in the spring.  All of the trees are budding,  the leaves are beginning to come out, and the grass is coming back to life.  It never ceases to amaze me as to how many different shades of green there are in nature.

What cha looking at?
Mom, are you coming?

I also love all of the little flowers that bloom.  This blue one I’ve always called a bluet, but, when I looked it up, that is not what it is.  If you can educate me as to it’s identity, I would appreciate it.

UBF - unidentifies blue flower
UBF – unidentified blue flower

And, of course, the Red Buds are blooming!  Not sure why they are called Red Buds when the buds are clearly pink, but, they are beautiful.

Since spring is my favorite season of the year, be prepared for more pictures of the wildflowers that we encounter during our daily walks.

What is your favorite season of the year?




I love the fact that I live in an area where I can let Tippy run free and roam a bit on her own.  However, I have found I am a little hypocritical because I don’t like the fact that other people’s dogs have that same freedom.

As an example, about 3 weeks ago, mom and dad took Tippy for a walk in the neighbor’s field.  When they got back near the house, there were two Pit Bulls down the hill, barking at them.  They didn’t seem to be aggressive, but I was not happy that they were out roaming around.  I was a little concerned that they might come over and hurt Tippy when I left her tied out or that Tippy would start roaming with them and get in trouble.

A few days later, Tippy and I went for a walk.  I heard a bark from behind me and glanced back.  Seeing a black dog, I thought it was Tippy and said, “What are you barking at?”  That’s when I noticed it was one of the Pit Bulls.  I continued on my walk, which included going back toward where the dog had been.  I remained calm, because, again, he didn’t seem aggressive, but picked up a walking stick, just in case.  He and his friend were down on the side of the hill when I got back, both barking.  I just walked on.  When I turned around to close the gate, both of the Pits were standing there.  I said something to them, Tippy heard me, and came running from the house.  She looked at them through the gate for a minute.  I started to grab her collar and make her go back to the house, but I was afraid that would convey the wrong energy.  So, I just watched to see what would happen, ready to intervene if needed.  Tippy went through the fence to where they were and, fortunately,  they greeted each other in a very calm manner.  So, at least I know they aren’t aggressive towards her.

It is now pretty much a daily occurrence that I see them, either in the field, in my yard, or on my porch.  Tippy gets very excited when she sees them, but, like a mom who doesn’t want her kids to hang around with the “wrong crowd,” I won’t let her out until I think they have been gone for at least 30  minutes.  Here is how it played out a couple of days ago.

Tippy and I heard one of them barking at the gate.  It was the white one, which seems to be a little more timid.

Pits 1
Mom, my friends are back.

While Tippy was busy at the front of the house, I heard something on the back porch.  Sure enough, it was the other one.  He seems to be more bold.  When I saw this picture, I thought it was interesting that my eye is reflecting in the glass on his neck because I was “keeping an eye on him.”

black pit bull
On my back porch.

A few minutes later, they were both out back.

Both pits
Heading back to the field.

Tippy tried her best to get me to let her out so she could go play, but I persevered.

When I did decide to let her go out, I had her sit/stay until I got the garage door open and made sure they were gone.

I’m being really patient mom.

Once I gave her the okay, she started smelling where they had been.

She did go to try to find them, but was back in about 10 minutes.  So, either they were gone or she tired of them quickly.  At least, for now, she isn’t wandering away with them.

back home
Resting after the search.

I will just continue to keep an eye on them and Tippy and, if something needs to be done in the future, I will address it then.  Hopefully, that won’t be necessary.


I am trying to get in a little more exercise in an effort to lose some weight.  Yesterday, I decided to walk for 45 minutes.  Tippy’s usual walk is only about 25 minutes.  In an effort to extend the time and not get bored, I walked places back in the fields that we don’t usually go.  I still had 15 minutes left when we got back to the house, so, I did laps up and down the driveway.

On the first lap, Tippy came running past me – I’m convinced, just to show off – and went under the fence into the neighbor’s field.  On my way back, I was startled by something running down the hill and into the driveway.  It was a squirrel, which, upon seeing me,  was just as startled as I was.  We stared at each other a few seconds and then he did his horror film impression (darting back and forth in the road) before running on down the hill into the woods.

On my next lap, I heard a noise in the woods, looked down, and saw it was Tippy.  She let out an excited little bark and then took off running.  I figured she was chasing the squirrel, so was surprised when I saw a red fox come streaking across the driveway in front of me with Tippy right on it’s tail. I yelled at her, but, she was so intent on chasing the fox that I’m sure she didn’t even hear my voice. I was just wasting my breath.

I was a little bit concerned about how far/long she would chase this new intruder into her territory.  But, fortunately, she came back in less than 5 minutes.  Since everything happened so fast, I didn’t get any pictures of the actual chase.  I did, however, get some pictures of Tippy when she got back.

I’ll just rest here for a minute.

In case you have never seen one, here is a picture of a red fox.  They are actually a pretty animal and help keep the the squirrel and rabbit populations in check.

Red fox

We never know what we are going to see when we go for a walk.  That’s one thing I love about living out in the country!

Seeing the fox running made me think of the song “Fox on the Run” by Sweet, which I grew up listening to, hence the name of this blog post.  Here is the video, if you would like to listen.