Hi. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your ho-hum doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.
Ghostwriter has been working and working and working lately. It seems like she's hardly ever home!
The weather has been monotonous, cold, and gray! These are the bleak days typical of late November, early December in Western NY.
The yard is ready for winter. The leaves are all raked up.
My shaggy colleague Joseph (Joey dog) Spaniel and I have been doing a lot of sleeping! But that doesn't mean we are devoid of any news at all. Our friend Tibi learned how to walk on a leash. His human is convinced that he is really a doggie and not a kitty cat.
Ghostwriter found a few little flowers still alive in the yard, like these yellow snapdragons.
Milkweed seeds are everywhere!
The bare trees and bushes look elegant against the stark gray sky.
Flocks of geese fly by daily.
We found clumps of feathers in the back yard. We think probably a hawk caught a small birdie like a chickadee or a junco. Ghostwriter says that years ago, it was like a miracle to see a hawk. Everybody dropped what they were doing and ran to take a look. But these days hawks are everywhere, and they're hunting right in our own neighborhood!
What's that you say? You have to work tomorrow too?
Wake us up when you get home.