Something happened to mom.

It was right after that crazy costume holiday. She vanished.

My person was gone day and night looking for her for a whole moon phase.

One day he came home and stopped looking. We haven’t seen her since.

I don’t know what happens to people when they go. Maybe she’s migrating and will come back? She’s never done anything like this before.

I know what happens to the people they leave behind. They’re quiet a lot. Sometimes they cry.

My person didn’t move off of the couch for what seemed like another moon phase. The noisy light box was off the whole time, and I wondered what he could be looking at. Seems every time I checked he was just staring out the window.

I got my regular hikes in during this time, but my person was… well, just different.
He’s starting to came back a little, though. His puppies are here a lot, so that probably helps.

I’m sorry to be out of touch for so long, and hope to get back to my regular correspondence. We’re sad mom is gone, but after all, we’re still here, and we’ll need to take care of one another.

I have a new chapter ready for my book, the last one written before mom left. My person has not been able to write anything since winter. I’m sure the fictional characters will understand. He seems to be getting a little better with each passing week, and he’s not glued to the couch and staring out the window anymore, so hopes are high we’ll get back to the Arctic soon.

That would suit me, ’cause around here, things are on the down turn. All the snow is gone, and my person already got out that awful giant vacuum cleaner that he drives around the lawn. (It’s bad enough he runs the one in the house as much as mom did- sheesh!)

The only saving grace is that we can move a little quicker now that he’s not wearing snowshoes.

Clear trails,


Shrooms and Coyotes

Coyote In The Meadow

Nope, that’s not me in the picture. In fact, it’s my cousin, Br’er Coyote. When I first came here, lots of folks said I look like a fox, but a fox is a sort of cat-like dog, you know? I would be much closer to a coyote. About the same size. But much faster, I’m sure.

The coyotes are singing their autumn songs these days. They hang out in the woods across the glen, or up the hill behind Mike’s house. Around sunset they’ll start. First we hear them up the mountain to the northeast, then the answering calls will come from the south, or from the Wonder Woods to the east. Sometimes they’re right here in the tree lines and pine stands, and it sounds like they’re so close we could throw a bone and hit them.

Frosty Mornings

We’ve had some of that frost stuff. That mini-ice that lands only on the grass. Now that’s a clear sign that we’re finally getting closer to winter. Elsewhere on the trail, the little mushroom families have returned to nest for another year. It’s a nice balance that we have birds nesting in spring then mushrooms in the fall. They have some really big litters!

The ferns are still green and growing in our Wonder Woods, where we’ve had a few trees fall this year. There was a lot of wind this year, and a couple of really big blows. The chicory and feverfew are cranking out their last blooms, and the china berries are white as…well, china, I guess. On the Widowmaker, the goldenrods bend and the tiny blue flowers of the wild thyme decorate our path.

On The Widomaker

Soon enough, that gun season will start. I don’t like loud noises, even if they are in the woods. The upside is I usually get some share of the hunt, a turkey leg or a deer hoof to chew on. I wish they could be quieter about it. Maybe they could use their fishing poles to catch them. They hardly make any noise at all.

Velvet Mushroom

The next couple of weeks will be a real thrill, as the leaves turn colors then fall off the trees. That’s funny. It’s pretty convenient that leaves “fall” in the “Fall”!! I bet no one thought of that when they named it “Fall”! Life is full of such uncanny coincidences. I’m looking forward to cooler temperatures, walking the woods on crunchy leaves, and getting ready for the candy holiday! You know, where everyone wears different clothes and tries to fool each other. How silly. They’re not fooling anyone. I know who they are. They still smell the same!

A skeleton for Halloween!

Wag more, bark less.