Miya’s puppies are all now in their new homes, and the feedback has been positive.  We welcome all the new owners to the Frosty Meadow Family!

Miya is back to normal, and she is the Miya of old!  She is back to running around causing trouble (in a playing sense), then having the “who me?” innocent look on her face!

Miya and Daisie, the two that are going through a second coat blow, are almost complete.  This should be it for the year, as colder weather is setting in and they will obviously want to keep their coats.

Update on Aleu:  Still can’t tell whether or not she is pregnant.  She is an odd sort.  Usually it’s very difficult to tell with her until she is only a week to 10 days away.  Most start showing earlier than that.  Add to that the fact that she has had false alarms, it makes for a very frustrating waiting period.

On a sad note, this past week marked the anniversary of Sheba’s death.  We put her to sleep after a lengthy battle with cancer, which included an amputation of one of her legs.  She simply had no fight left in her.

Yesterday, we took in a stray Husky from someone who found him roaming in Western Miami County Ohio.  He has no tags, no microchips, and no other way of identifying him or his owners.  We are making every attempt to re-home him, and have a few people interested.

It’s harvest time here in the country!  Already, the loud hum of the combines can be heard as the farmers harvest their corn and soybeans.  It is something I actually look forward to, with the exception that they are normally out there 24 hours a day.  I have woken up many times to their loud hum!

It’s odd…I mentioned the harvest moon in a post a few weeks back.  It’s the full moon closest to the first day of fall.  Yet it seems to be a full calendar month ahead of the actual harvest.  I think they need to re-define which full moon it is!

This year it has been a warmer than average autumn.  To my knowledge, we have not yet seen our first frost!  The only problem with this is the fall insects which seem to be out in full force!

Lastly, I REALLY hope they cut our hay one last time!  I know the farmers that cut it also have crops to bring in, so I will be patient for a couple more weeks.  But I will be upset if they don’t cut and bale it one last time!  It’s well over a foot tall!