Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Music of the night...
Last night I heard Bravo whining at 1:30. Much earlier than his normal routine. Chris roused, and took him out. I gratefully continued to slumber. Around 3 AM Bravo came back upstairs. He nudged my hand and I petted him, his coat was chilly and damp.
When we woke up this morning, Chris said, "When I let the puppy out, the coyotes were singing."
We often hear coyotes here, and one of the reasons I wanted a "farm" type dog was so there would be a dog here to alert us to things like predators singing in the night. Chris continued, "I let him out and ran right outside, I think he was checking things out." I believe he stayed out a while, because when he checked back in on me it felt like he was covered in dew.
My little farm dog is shaping up to be just what I had hoped... and more.