One of the most wonderful things about living in the Cariboo is witnessing the southward migration of sandhill cranes every September. Mike and I were cutting and burning beetle-killed pines last week when this group appeared. They spent quite a bit of time circling and calling, and gradually other cranes flew in from different directions to join them. We watched them spiral up and up until we couldn't see them any more.
Here's what I woke up to on Tuesday morning...September 20 seems a tad early for 3 inches of snow! It stopped mid morning, and was all gone again by Wednesday afternoon.
My beautiful Rudy has been very unwell for many weeks. He has been back and forth to the vet, had bloodwork, xrays, and a multitude of other things done to him, and got no real diagnosis. During the summer he was thought to have developed laryngeal paralyis when he had trouble swallowing and lost his voice. Next he developed a huge swelling under his jaw, which opened and drained spontaneously. After that his gums swelled enormously...and then we discovered he had developed the world's stupidest habit of eating wasps and bees. That all resolved, but next he developed an enteritis. That resolved, but he has been quite lethargic, often seemed to be in pain, and he lost several pounds which he could ill afford to lose, being a naturally thin dog. On Tuesday, he developed a large abscess on his abdomen which the vet incised and drained...he had his drain removed from today. He's on antibiotics and is feeling lots better. Hopefully this will be the end of his problems. He had a horrible summer. I'm sure he'll have a much nicer Autumn.