RIP, Princess

Gandalf – aka The Princess – died quite suddenly this afternoon. This was not entirely unexpected. We have been on death watch for months now, given her advancing years, the tumor we had removed from her belly some months ago, and her increasing skinniness. Today, though, mom found her on the garage floor, on her side, having tremendous difficulty breathing. It sounded like typical congestion for her, as she was prone to snotty noses and sneezing, but this time she was panting, mouth open, and one nostril was sealed with dried snot. This was all rather surprising, since yesterday she appeared, by all accounts, to be fine: ate, drank, yowled at the dogs when they got too close. Alas, as we were headed to the emergency vet clinic, she died in my lap – the only good thing about this, since if mom hadn’t gone into the garage at that time, she’d likely have died there, alone, and no one wants that.

She was ever vigilant, although not much of a hunter in her later years.

Gandalf, Dec 2009

She was also a great help when I was working.

Gandalf, Aug 2009

For some reason, she loved to be vacuumed.

Gandalf, Sep 2009

She knew the value of a nap in the sunlight.

Gandalf, Nov 2009

And mostly, she was my solid and constant companion for 18 years. Sleep well, Princess.

Gandalf, Jun 2009

What are you up to?

The usual. Hanging around.

OK, maybe not all the time. Mostly, it’s been work, work, work. But it seems to be about that time to pick up the blogging reins once more, especially as we start our real push at Lazy Dogs Ranch now that the growing season is once again upon us. This season is all about experimentation and planning, to see what grows well, what people actually like to eat, and how to manage crops, rotation, and so forth. It will be an adventure, and of course there will be food.