Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Full disclosure
In the interest of keeping things honest around here at Darby's Daily, I should add that today's day lily photos were actually taken the last time I had a mass bloom, not just this week during the current bloom.
Day Lilies
We have some very impressive stands of day lilies in our backyard and they are blooming again.
The fun thing about them is that I never planted them!
Years ago, I grabbed some seed pods a neighbor had cut and discarded, and I sprinkled the seeds around the side yard. They took root, and now, a few years later, they are doing so well I would consider them pests if they weren't so pretty!
I think the dogs are pretty, too!
The fun thing about them is that I never planted them!
Monday, July 12, 2010
You're getting warmer!
So. You know that game where you hide something--either something physical or something intangible like the answer to a question--and then lead a person to it by allowing him or her to ask questions to which you respond "you're getting warmer" or "you're getting colder"?
Well, I think (noticed I said "think") that Darby and I play that game.
When we're out playing fetch, sometimes she doesn't see where the ball lands, especially when I am throwing two balls--one in one direction for Bonnie and the other in another direction for Darby.
She will head out after the ball and do a crazy zig-zag search for it guided, from what I understand from a couple of dog books I've read, more by her nose and the lingering scent of that particular ball, than by sight.
One day several months ago, I started trying to guide her toward the ball by saying "yes" when she zigged toward it or "no" when she zagged away. As she heads toward the ball and gets closer and closer, I say "yes, yes, yes, YES!" (not unlike, I just realized, Meg Ryan in the infamous restaurant scene in "When Harry Met Sally") and when she swerves away from it I say "no" with varying degrees of sadness.
I SWEAR that she has picked up what I am doing and she listens to what I am saying! She starts to run past the ball that is off to her right or left and when I say "no," she turns on a dime to her right or left and heads off in a new direction with me saying "yes...." or "no..."
I'm not saying it works every time, but I SWEAR she listens more often than not and changes her direction based on what I say.
I'm going to try to get a video of our game in action. In the meantime, here a few photos from the girls' morning tussle.
Well, I think (noticed I said "think") that Darby and I play that game.
When we're out playing fetch, sometimes she doesn't see where the ball lands, especially when I am throwing two balls--one in one direction for Bonnie and the other in another direction for Darby.
She will head out after the ball and do a crazy zig-zag search for it guided, from what I understand from a couple of dog books I've read, more by her nose and the lingering scent of that particular ball, than by sight.
One day several months ago, I started trying to guide her toward the ball by saying "yes" when she zigged toward it or "no" when she zagged away. As she heads toward the ball and gets closer and closer, I say "yes, yes, yes, YES!" (not unlike, I just realized, Meg Ryan in the infamous restaurant scene in "When Harry Met Sally") and when she swerves away from it I say "no" with varying degrees of sadness.
I SWEAR that she has picked up what I am doing and she listens to what I am saying! She starts to run past the ball that is off to her right or left and when I say "no," she turns on a dime to her right or left and heads off in a new direction with me saying "yes...." or "no..."
I'm not saying it works every time, but I SWEAR she listens more often than not and changes her direction based on what I say.
I'm going to try to get a video of our game in action. In the meantime, here a few photos from the girls' morning tussle.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
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