We have our own weather reporter. Her name is Baby Girl. She is totally reliable and easy to understand when she gives her weather report.
At 3:40 no rain, no clouds, no bright flashes or loud booms. But when Baby says rain, we know it is coming soon. We flipped on the weather news and there it was, a very large line of Thunderstorms just off shore. At 4:15 a flash, at 4:30 a boom. By 5 AM the rain was pelting on the roof and the flashes were flashing.
we left for the gym in a real thunderstorm, when we came home Baby met us at the door. She was OUT of the Condo. That meant the storm was gone. the sun is out right now and she is waiting for 10 am and the beams to hit the kitchen floor.
Our Weather Canine tells us if it is cold, hot, warm or perfect.
COLD: baby is curled in tight knot on blanket
HOT: baby is sprawled out upside down in immodest display
WARM: on sofa in semi sprawl
SUN ON FLOOR in kitchen; Baby is on the rug. She even knows what time the sun hits. at 10 AM she gets up and wanders into the kitchen for a lay down in the sun.
All this from a Rescue Dog. She rescued us from boredom and from having to watch the weather persons on TV. We rescued her from a dog abuser.
Lucky for her and Lucky for us because Baby Alwasy Knows! and so do we!
Baby Girl 2001-2015
REPOST FROM 6 YEARS AGO.. TODAY WHILE LOOKING FOR A SPECIFIC PHOTO OF JAKE I FOUND THIS POST AND CRIED. WE MISS YOU BABY GIRL.
Today's Report started at 3:40 AM
Baby is part Ridgeback Hound dog and who knows what else, because we don't know and will never know.
She can report Weather Bulletins but is not interested in telling us her ancestral history. If you have never heard a Hound SHAKE, you may not understand why her shaking woke us up at 3:40 AM.
She and Jake sleep in our bedroom on their very on Dog Chairs. When Baby shakes in the middle of the night, this is a SIGNAL that means she is UP and we need to find out if she wants to go out.
this morning the signal woke me up and I watched as she headed for her Condo (walk-in closet that she confiscated 8 years ago).
Baby Girl is not a happy camper when it rains or thunders or bright slashes of light streak accross the sky.
we left for the gym in a real thunderstorm, when we came home Baby met us at the door. She was OUT of the Condo. That meant the storm was gone. the sun is out right now and she is waiting for 10 am and the beams to hit the kitchen floor.
Our Weather Canine tells us if it is cold, hot, warm or perfect.
COLD: baby is curled in tight knot on blanket
HOT: baby is sprawled out upside down in immodest display
WARM: on sofa in semi sprawl
SUN ON FLOOR in kitchen; Baby is on the rug. She even knows what time the sun hits. at 10 AM she gets up and wanders into the kitchen for a lay down in the sun.
All this from a Rescue Dog. She rescued us from boredom and from having to watch the weather persons on TV. We rescued her from a dog abuser.
Lucky for her and Lucky for us because Baby Alwasy Knows! and so do we!
9 comments:
What a special girl she was. I still cry when I see old pictures of Duke so I know how much you miss Baby Girl
Baby Girl was a special lady and so pretty - I love the umbrella look. The weather thing maybe is a Hound thing? Lady Shasta will let me know something is going to happen and becomes a velcro dog. I was just in my bedroom and could "see" Angel Shiloh walking around his usual places - it doesn't take much thinking of him or seeing pictures of him to start the water works - but it is also starting to bring happy memories and smiles too, just not many yet.
Lady Shasta of Beaglebratz Manor
What a clever girlie she was…a better forecaster than any Weather Peep on the TeeVees
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xx
Amazing lady, your Baby Girl!
It's been 3 years since Caraleigh passed, but recently she's been heavy on my heart and I'm prone to tears. I even had a nightmare this weekend that she was killed in an automobile accident.
How lucky you all were for the years you spent together!
Hugs!
B
You gave Baby a wonderful and long life. She was so blessed to have you both as her mommy and daddy. But I know it still hurts and you think of her a lot.
((Hugs))
I miss her too. And the way she looks at you in that first picture, no wonder you cried when you found it.
this post gave me tears. I'm so glad you found one another.
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