What Cold Means to the Sanctuary
I love winter. More than any other season, this is my element. This is when I was born. Actually, I was born on a Tibetan holy day when the monks practice what is called Tuomo.
This is done on the coldest night of the year when monks go to the mountaintop cave and sit outside naked in the elements. Then they come inside and wrap themselves in sheets to soak up the sweat. Yea, sweat! They are sitting in a cave at the top of a mountain on the coldest night of the year and they're sweating. That is mind control for ya.
Anyway, that's probably why I like the cold.
But here at the sanctuary, we like the cold because it means no mosquitoes for one thing. So the dogs don't have to take heartworm medicine for at least one month of the year. That poison kills the heartworms but it is also not good for the dog really; a necessary evil.
The cold does wonders for the compost pile. The compost pile also provides a home for little burrowing creatures to hide from the cold deep inside of it. I'll try to post a picture of Mount Wannabeagrub when I get a chance.
And the cold also means snuggling! I snuggle with the bunnies, the cats, and the dogs. We hug a lot more in the winter. Although it's nice and warm in the house, there are drafts and so everyone knows it's cold oustide. So there's a good excuse for hugging right there.
The cold also means there's a possibility of snow! We all love to get snowed in and sleep in and not have me have to leave the house. When mom is home, everyone gets extra treats because I have time to dole them out.
And I guess the last thing the cold means (besides outrageous oil bills like the one for $450 I got today - ouch!) is the dogs are insanely happy. They can run and run outside for an hour and not get overheated like in July. This is what I call "collie weather." Although we only have one collie now, we used to have 3. So it will always be collie weather to me.
And that's the best thing of all! Collie weather!
This is done on the coldest night of the year when monks go to the mountaintop cave and sit outside naked in the elements. Then they come inside and wrap themselves in sheets to soak up the sweat. Yea, sweat! They are sitting in a cave at the top of a mountain on the coldest night of the year and they're sweating. That is mind control for ya.
Anyway, that's probably why I like the cold.
But here at the sanctuary, we like the cold because it means no mosquitoes for one thing. So the dogs don't have to take heartworm medicine for at least one month of the year. That poison kills the heartworms but it is also not good for the dog really; a necessary evil.
The cold does wonders for the compost pile. The compost pile also provides a home for little burrowing creatures to hide from the cold deep inside of it. I'll try to post a picture of Mount Wannabeagrub when I get a chance.
And the cold also means snuggling! I snuggle with the bunnies, the cats, and the dogs. We hug a lot more in the winter. Although it's nice and warm in the house, there are drafts and so everyone knows it's cold oustide. So there's a good excuse for hugging right there.
The cold also means there's a possibility of snow! We all love to get snowed in and sleep in and not have me have to leave the house. When mom is home, everyone gets extra treats because I have time to dole them out.
And I guess the last thing the cold means (besides outrageous oil bills like the one for $450 I got today - ouch!) is the dogs are insanely happy. They can run and run outside for an hour and not get overheated like in July. This is what I call "collie weather." Although we only have one collie now, we used to have 3. So it will always be collie weather to me.
And that's the best thing of all! Collie weather!
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