Not Dead Yet

This is Mountain Girl asleep in her stone dog house. I built this stone dog house back when Trooper was getting so arthritic he could not get up and down the stairs to the always-heated-in-winter, always-cool-in-summer dog houses inside the garage. Now Mountain Girl has gotten deaf enough that I can walk right up to her asleep on a thick pile of straw inside. I've never done that before!

This stone dog house has a slightly sloped floor that drains out the front, with thick foam insulation all around, faced with thick stone on the sides and bottom.  Ivy coats the ouside sides and top, making for a kind of evergreen stone cave. The door is narrow, but inside three terriers can curl up with plenty of room for all, and 10 inches of dry straw underneath.

Aside from the dog houses inside the garage, and the stone dog house in back, and the sunny spot on top of the the driveway, Mountain also has a special spot on top of two hay bales under the eave of the house, tucked behind a big boxwood, right next to the driveway.  Here she is out of the rain, out of the sun, out of the wind, high up and dry and able to hear and see all that come to the house. Or at least that was how it used to be. Her hearing is going, and now I can drive up the driveway and sometimes catch her snuggled in and sawing away. Good dog!