How Do Your Dogs Get Exercise?

Five Dogs
Hubby waiting with five of our dogs.

We took our daily hike yesterday at Shaw Woods, one of the newer Portage County Parks. We like to go here because there usually aren’t many other people around. Yesterday there were four other cars in the parking lot which is quite a lot for this location. Here, my husband is waiting with our five dogs we take hiking while I run a poop bag back to the trash can. We didn’t even make it into the woods before one of them went. I do greatly appreciate the parks that supply trash cans!

We encountered two others out hiking with their dogs. And while we dearly love dogs, obviously, I always pull out my pepper spray whenever any approach now, in case one is loose. This is my reaction ever since we had a run in with loose dogs that attacked a while back. Encounter With Loose Dogs, Gone Bad. It is my job to keep my dogs safe and I take it seriously.

Walking around yesterday, I could see the beginnings of signs of spring. The leaf buds are visible on some of the trees, the birds are more active, and my favorite, the peepers were singing. Some other type of frog was singing too. If you stood still, you could hear one group of frogs croaking and off in the distance another group would answer their calls. The spring peepers are my favorite though. If I stand at our back door in the evening, I can hear them singing from our neighbor’s pond. Sometimes I stand outside our back door just to listen to the performance.

Sleeping greyhound
Cassius after a hike.

The benefits of hiking or walking are many. We humans enjoy better health and reduced anxiety. For many reasons. Not the least of which is, if we don’t take the dogs for their daily outing, they make us pay. Without a chance to expend energy they get into trouble. They know when it is around the time we head out. About ten minutes before hand they start pacing. If we haven’t changed our shoes by then, they begin coming up to us and staring in our faces. If we still haven’t responded, a few of them will come up and poke us repeatedly with their pointy noses. Can you say spoiled?

They give us the incentive we need to keep walking even on days when we don’t feel like it. If we want an easy day, we hike up the road to the township park and back. The footing on the roadway is level and the round trip is only two miles. Once the weather warms up we will switch to going in the morning, leaving earlier and earlier, the hotter it gets. We’ll see how long I make it as I don’t do well with heat.

How do you get your dogs exercise? Remember, a tired dog is a good dog!

Exploring on a Hike

Dogs on the lake
Zekie and Claire posing during a hike.

We went for a hike a few days ago when it was still cold and there was ice in the reservoir water at West Branch State Park in Portage County, Ohio. Our walk took us down an abandoned road and since hunting season is over, we took some of the side trails off the road to see where they went. One took us to a property that was abandoned when the land became property of the the State Parks system. You could still see the old, paved driveway and various detritus from the long gone house and garage. I love looking at old, forgotten sites and thinking about the people who once lived there.

The next side trail we tried took us down an old grassy, farm-type driveway. At the end of a very long drive, there was a row of large trees all planted in a line. No evidence of any farmstead remained but after a short jaunt through the woods, we came out on the water at the edge of the reservoir. Zekie and Claire (above) held a sit-stay just long enough for me to get a nice photo. I drop the dogs’ leashes once I give them the command, so I can back far enough away to get them in the lens. Once I get the shot, I grab the leashes again. Sit-stays are awesome!

Sheltie holding a sit command
Shelby sitting near the shore line.

After getting the photo of Zekie and Claire, I turned around and Shelby was also doing a sit-stay behind me. She heard me give the other dogs the commands and she obeyed them as well. She is such a good girl. That’s why she gets to go so many more places than the other dogs do.

Ice at West Brach State Park, Ravenna, Ohio
Ice still on the water at West Branch State Park.

Here is the view that was just beyond Zekie and Claire. The ice was just starting to melt, but farther around the bend, it was still thick enough that someone was ice fishing that day. The patterns that the ice made in the water were a beautiful sight to behold.

From there I hiked around to the other side of this outcropping to look at the water from there. As I was in route, I was surprised by a large tree branch a few inches off the ground and caught the toe of my hiking boot on it. I recovered enough that I was starting to regain my balance. At the same moment Zekie decided to give an extra tug on the leash, because he wanted to see where daddy had gone. This was all it took for me to continue my downward tumble and fall down. I landed in a pile of dead leaves so it was a pretty cushy impact. And, dedicated dog owner that I am, I did not lose my grip on the leashes as I fell! Zekie did turn around and seem to want to know what I was doing down there on the ground and why I was slowing his progress. Still, I’m claiming an Olympic type score of 10 out of 10 for maintaining control of the dogs!

Ice on Reservoir
Ice on the reservoir, visible from 15 foot cliff.

Once I picked myself up and got on my way, here is the view I saw once I made it the other side of the outcropping. There is a sharp drop of 15 feet. At the bottom is a small beach and you can see a number of teeny-tiny icebergs floating out in the water. There was more melting here because the water is so shallow. Looks like the perfect place for a picnic when it warms up a little more! We’ll have to take a longer way around with a more gradual incline.

How Can One Little Dog Cause So Much Trouble?

Shetland Sheepdog after a bath
Claire-damp from her bath.

It’s been one of those days. Things were going great, and then…they weren’t. How many things can you need to wash in one afternoon? Lots!

This afternoon was worse than the day I was babysitting and the baby had diarrhea. What happened that day? The diarrhea came up and out the back of the diaper. It got on the onesie when I was trying to do a diaper change. So, I took the onesie off and in the process, the diarrhea got in her hair. This necessitated a bath. At least that day, that was the end of it.

Today’s escapade started while we were on a walk at a local park the next town over from us, near Kent, Ohio. We were having a nice walk through the woods and enjoying the scenery. All five dogs were relatively well behaved and the weather was beautiful. It was a fine day. As we were nearing the end of our walk, Claire suddenly had to poop. It was a little loose which is unusual in itself. Claire is a walking pooper as are many shelties. I think it helps to keep things from getting stuck in their fur. As she’s doing her business, she walks over top of her leash. So, she now has poop on her leash. She also manages to get her legs tangled up in the leash. I pull on the leash to extricate her and she flips over and rolls through some poop on the ground and comes up with it smeared across her shoulder. Now I have a poopy leash AND a poopy dog.

Thank goodness for that towel back in the car. I just have to walk Claire and Shelby back to the car without either of them running into the leash with poop on it as they walk on the trail. It sounds so easy. We did make it to the car with little more trouble. I wrapped the towel, that I keep in the car for wiping dog feet, around Claire and she wore it for the ride home like a cape. It actually seemed to calm her down and keep her still. Maybe it worked similar to a thunder shirt. My husband drove and I held Claire.

We made it across town and were nearing home in an otherwise uneventful trip. Until we got on our road about half a mile from home. Where Claire had explosive vomiting. Did I mention that Claire is our worst poop eater? And that all the dogs had been out in our fenced pasture this morning? The vomit was quite odiferous. My husband made disgusted sounds and immediately put the windows down. When Claire was sick, it bounced back off the window and went everywhere. Down the inside of the car and into the map pocket of the car door, on the seat cover, and on the floor. That wasn’t the worst of it. It also went on my coat sleeve and shirt sleeve, through my pants, and some bounced back and splashed me in the face and glasses. Fun times! I felt like I was in some sick Warner Brothers cartoon and at any moment the roadrunner was going to come zipping by with a “Beep, beep” because some other humorously, awful thing happened.

We got home and the first order of business was to give Claire a bath. My husband tried to help, but I told him, “Just let me handle it, I’m already covered in it”. No reason for both of us to suffer. After giving Claire a bath, the car needed a good scrubbing and wiping down, after which I put the seat cover, towels, leash, and my clothes and coat into the washing machine. Then I showered and washed my hair. Three hours later everything was as good as before we left for our walk. Whew!!!

How can one little girl cause so much work? I always thought that dogs were much easier than kids. I may have to rethink this!

Books I Read in February 2021

I liked this one!

I didn’t do much better at reading in February than I did in January. In my defense, February is a short month.

1. Beaglemania-Linda O. Johnston

Adoption manager Lauren becomes the prime murder suspect after a dog abuser and puppy mill worker dies. Lauren spends all her time taking care of her shelter charges and looking for the real killer. Keeping herself safe becomes harder and harder. The first in a new series. A worthwhile read.

2. Christmas At the Island Hotel-Jenny Colgan

This story takes place on one of the far north islands of Scotland. It has an enjoyable cast of characters who all play a part in bringing off the success of the new hotel on the island. A nice slice of life in another land.

3. Rescue You-Elysia Whisler

Sunny and her sister Constance are involved in running a dog rescue. I grew really attached to all the characters in this book as I read about them working out problems in their personal lives and for the dogs. A very enjoyable book.

4. The Lending Library-Aliza Fogelson

When the local library closes for long term repairs, the main character Dodie, feels lost. She opens a library in her home with donated books and gets to know many people in her community. She also struggles with how to handle her desire to have a child while she still has time. I found this book to be ok, not the most exciting thing I’ve ever read, but not bad.

5. Return to Virgin River-Robyn Carr

This is one of the books on which the television series is based. If the show is anything like the book, I can see why it is popular. Kaylee is dealing with the death of her mother and moves to the town of Virgin River for a few months to finish her next book. She finds lots of people in town who become like family.

If I had to pick just one book for you to read from this list I would recommend Return to Virgin River, although Rescue You is a close second. Why wonder what you’re missing? Read them both!

Snapshot into a Life with Multiple Dogs

Kitchen Doors
The doors that safeguard our kitchen.

Living with multiple dogs requires a certain way of life that many are not suited for. I appear to thrive on it. I certainly find the sacrifices that are necessary to be well worth it.

For instance, we have doors on our kitchen. My husband made these doors for us so our lives would be a little bit easier. And I am grateful every day.

We cannot leave food out on the countertop or on the stove without it being in danger of being taken by a few of our dogs. The cats are not totally innocent in this either. They have been known to knock loaves of bread on the floor for the dogs to eat. And the cats like to lick some of the things they find there. Butter is a favorite. And I don’t know about you but I don’t care to eat butter that has been licked by a cat. Or by a human either for that matter, but we don’t have that problem.

So, whenever there is a cake or pie, or any food, cooling in the kitchen, or the remains of dinner is still on the stove while we are eating, the doors are closed. You may have noticed the elastic bungee cord on the left hand door panel. This is because our animals will nudge the doors open if they are not bungeed shut. Our animals have us well trained.

If there is food out and you leave the kitchen even for a few seconds, you must close these doors. I walked from the kitchen to the hall pantry and back, which took me less than 30 seconds one day. Zekie, my no mistake dog, made me pay. The Day of the Bread Thief. Where once there were three baguettes rising, there were suddenly only two. The link above tells the excitement of that day.

You may also notice the bare board covering the baseboard to the left of the doors. That covers the remnants of the day/s Zekie had separation anxiety episodes before we had the super tough Impact Dog Crate for him. Story told here Salvation. In those days he eventually escaped every crate we put him in.

On one of the shelves you can see our apothecary jar full of dog biscuits. These are a necessity. Any of our dogs will immediately incarcerate themselves in a crate for half a Milk Bone! Don’t feel sorry for them. Several of our dogs will go in their crates by choice to have some time to themselves. The crate door is open, but no one can sneak up on them without their knowledge.

The calendar on the wall holds not only family birthdays and appointments, but the dates the dogs were given their heartworm prevention medicine and any flea or tick treatments. It also serves as a record of wormings, antibiotics, and other noteworthy things.

This simple picture provides such a snapshot into our daily lives. Sometimes a picture really is worth a thousand words.

Meet Our Pack!

Dog napping in a sunbeam
Baxter napping in a sunbeam.

 

This post features each of our animals here at Sanctuary Acres. We currently have six dogs and two cats. They were all feeling sleepy earlier this week when the weather was cold. I took the opportunity to capture their restful moods in these photographs.

Baxter is 12 years old now. He was a drop off that someone left when he was a young pup of about three months. He has spent his entire life here. This is notable because we don’t often get many of our dogs as puppies. He grew up to be a wonderful dog with amazing frisbee skills. He is also very obedient and an easy dog to have around. He has taught the ropes to many a foster dog. His calm nature teaches them that it will be ok.

Napping sheltie
Shelby having a rest.

 

Shelby just turned 11 years old. She came here as a foster dog through Northeast Ohio Shetland Sheepdog Rescue (NEOSSR). She arrived when she was 18 months old. The folks who dropped her off said she was hyper and too much dog. Shelby is anything but hyper. She just happened to be in her teenage years when her previous owners left her here. She has grown into an obedient, serious, hard working girl. She is a certified therapy dog who I can count on for nursing home visits, walks with kids, staffing public events, and assisting with training or testing future therapy dogs. She is my right hand “man” and working partner.

Shetland Sheepdog napping
Claire chilling out.

Claire is 6 years old. She is our newest addition, joining our pack in January of 2020 as a foster dog. She became a permanent member in July when I realized that I was too attached for her to leave. She is a bit of an airhead and not as serious or intense as our other dogs. She is, however, a clown and keeps us laughing and wondering what she will come up with next. She is also eternally happy. She makes us smile every day.

Napping dog
Zekie taking it easy.

Zekie came to us as a foster sheltie. He is not very sheltie-like in looks or temperament. He is a sweet and loving boy. Due to his extreme separation anxiety and leash reactivity, we decided that he was not adoptable (except by crazy people-us!), so he became a member of our pack in 2016. He is fairly obedient, but you have to keep him busy all the time. His mind doesn’t stop and he can come up with lots of things to get into. This dog has an amazing, and sometimes frightening, command of the English language. One day he was running from the pasture to the house with the frisbee and dropped it half way there. I told him to pick that up and take it back to the pasture before he went in the house. He did. That’s just one example of the things he understands.

Greyhound resting
Cassius resting.

Cassius is our retired racing greyhound. We adopted him from Greyhound Adoption of Ohio. He is our fourth greyhound. He is the opposite of the shelties. Large, lazy and laid back, with little grooming required. He adds a nice balance to our crew. Oh, and did I mention, he’s a momma’s boy. He loves nothing better than to lean against me when I am trying to cook, or to lay up against me on the couch with his head in my lap. He’s a 70+ pound love bug. He loves riding in the car nearly as much as he loves me.

Sheltie in front of the fireplace
Nikki in front of the fireplace.

Nikki turned 13 last fall. Not only is she our oldest dog, she is also our smallest weighing in at 20 lbs. Don’t let her small size fool you. She is a tough little thing with a big bark. She came to us when her owner became ill and was no longer able to care for her. Nikki was four years old then, so she has been here a long time. She was very good at her commands-sit, down, and stay. She can’t hear them any more, but if I work her in tandem with Shelby, Nikki will follow her lead and perform the commands. She is a favorite at the nursing home because she has that cuteness factor down pat.

Orange cat
Orange Kitty.

Orange Kitty will turn five this year. He has been with us since he was just under a year old. He is a very sweet cat. Our other animals are fortunate that Orange Kitty is mild mannered. Thank goodness, because he is also VERY large. We put him on a diet and he is now slimmed down but still weighs 17 lbs. He has the loudest purr I have ever heard. You can hear him from other rooms of the house.

Black and white cat napping
Morty having a cat nap.

Morty will be 10 this year. I still think of him as a kitten because he is tiny. He only weighs 8 lbs. but he and Orange Kitty are fast friends. They often sleep together and groom each other. Once in a while, play gets too rough and Orange Kitty will chase Morty and there will be a bit of hissing and spitting. Shelby does not allow this sort of behavior and will run to stand between them and break it up. And it works. No one messes with Shelby.

All of our animals get along quite well. There is no serious fighting, and very little grumbling. Sometimes a dirty look will be cast but that’s generally as far as it goes. As I look around now, I see all the animals sleeping and know all is right in their world.

The Challenge of Burning Wood with Dogs

Wood box by fireplace
Wood box by the fireplace.

Living with a lot of dogs gives you experiences you never dreamed of. We have six dogs. And we live in an old house that was built in the year 1830. Since we have old, leaky walls and windows, we supplement our heat by burning wood. Most of the wood is harvested from our property. As old trees come down, my husband splits and stacks them for firewood.

For years, we have had a wood rack beside the wood burning stove and a large wood box on the porch. Wood is brought from the wood crib behind the garage, where it is stored to dry and season after splitting. We move it from there to the wood box on the porch by wheel barrow, tractor cart, or sometimes just by filling a recycling tub and dragging it to the porch. The porch wood box holds enough for 4 or 5 days of burning. This keeps wood close to house so we don’t have to go outside in the cold and snow every time we need more wood.

We had the small wood rack, and now the small wood box, beside the fireplace so we don’t have to open the door to the porch every time we want to put a few more logs on the fire. Why did we switch from the small, indoor wood rack to the indoor wood box? One word. Dogs.

Four of our six dogs have suddenly decided that they like to chew wood chips and pieces of bark. A lot. This lead to us constantly yelling “no wood” or “drop it”, because we don’t want our dogs ingesting excesses of wood. A few bits, no problem, but they were starting to chew wood all day long. Boredom, I guess, although this has not been a problem in past years. So my husband built the new wood box and we have peace again. As much peace as you ever have with six dogs. Things have been much quieter. And we are not spending time every day sweeping up wood bits that have been strewn across the floor and around the house. Good job hubby, good job!

Sheltie in front of the fireplace
Nikki in front of the fireplace.

Nikki loves the fireplace. It feels good on her 13 year old bones. She and Shelby are our two dogs who do not chew wood. Nikki can be found in front of the fireplace most of the winter months. Even when there is not a fire going, she is often to be found here. She looks like she is encouraging us to start a fire to warm her up. She loves it there so much that often, she will not move when we open the door to add more wood or work on the fire. We either have to work around or move her. I guess that is one of the benefits of being the senior dog in the pack.

10 Interesting Facts About Me!

Self-portrait
Hello!

I’m taking a different approach towards today’s blog post. I’m going to write on a topic that I’ve picked from a list of suggested posts on another website. Number 1 is “A recent picture of yourself and 10 interesting facts about yourself”. I’m not sure how interesting they will be, but here we go!

  1. I grew up in a small town. Beach City, Ohio is a village of about 1,200 people. As a child, I always thought we lived in an average sized city. Don’t all children think their lives are the norm? My mother always told me that we lived “in town” and she wouldn’t want to live in the country where neighbors and relatives were far away. Between this and the fact that our village had the word “City” in its name, I assumed we lived the city lifestyle.
  2. I was an only child until I was 16 years old. My younger brother was born the day after my sixteenth birthday. Since our birthdays were one day apart, we always celebrated with one cake. My eighteenth birthday (and my brother’s second) was celebrated with a Cookie Monster cake. At the time, I found this to be annoying. Now I look at things differently. Since there are two birthdays, there is twice the fun, almost on the level of a national holiday! And it turns out that my baby brother is one of the greatest gifts of my life.
  3. Growing up I was an extremely introverted child. I did not want any attention brought to myself. I hunkered down in my chair at school, so the teacher wouldn’t call on me and I never wanted to answer any questions even if I knew the answer. I rarely had much to say unless we were in small groups. This is probably a hold over from when I was growing up. When there were adults around, children were to be seen but not heard. My, how times change!
  4. I love all animals! This may be an interesting fact, but I don’t think it is news to anyone who knows me. Over the course of my life I have had many dogs and cats, dozens of fish, a hamster, several turtles, parakeets, various cage finches, and a rabbit. If it were up to me, I would also have a couple of goats and an alpaca.
  5. My career for most of my life was as an environmental scientist. I am certified to run drinking water and wastewater treatment plants. I am a certified laboratory analyst. Technical work in various forms, has been what I do. Since I am currently retired, I have been focusing on tasks that require the other side of my brain. Writing, crafts, and thinking in more creative and less regimented ways.
  6. I could spend hours reading every day and still not be tired of it. Mostly I stop reading because I have other things to do. Some women shop. A treat for me is a leisurely trip to the library. Just the smell of the books as you walk through the doors to library brings a feeling of peace, and a little excitement. All the magic in those unopened books!
  7. I am a vegetarian. It’s not that I don’t like the taste of meat. I can’t bear to contribute to the way the current industry treats animals as they grow and live. Or the way they are slaughtered. I don’t want to be a party to the cruelty. Technically I am a pescatarian. I do eat fish and other seafood. I see them as lower on the evolutionary scale when it comes to feelings and the ability to suffer. Sometimes I worry that I am wrong about the fish.
  8. I love to bake. I like to cook in general, but baking is my passion in the kitchen. Yeast breads, quick breads, cookies, scones, cheesecakes, layer cakes from scratch (or a mix will certainly do!), cookies, pies. You name it, and I will happily bake it. And eat it!
  9. I practiced Tai Chi for 10 years and Kung Fu for about 3 years. I started when I was in my mid-twenties at the local vocational school adult education program, and then on to a martial arts school in Akron, Ohio. Now that I am a little older (wink, wink) I have taken a few yoga classes and find it enjoyable. I would love to try goat yoga!
  10. My favorite place, of those I have been, is the Maine Coast. Especially the Acadia National Park area where you can climb a mountain and look out over the ocean. There is a certain satisfaction and magic, knowing that you have made it up a mountain and are looking down at the ocean and areas of coastline that you were on recently.

So, there are 10 random bits of information that you may, or may not have known about me before. If you have any interesting random facts about yourself that you are willing to share, please do!

An Icy Hike, and Shelby Is Back!

West Branch State Park
Frozen reservoir at West Branch State Park.

Hiking has been challenging this week. We did take one day off because of icy conditions and bad weather, but then we were back at it. The reservoir at West Branch State Park has been frozen. We have seen several people ice fishing on it each day. Some of them have little tents they set up on the ice for a bit of protection from the elements. Others just cut a hole and fish. The photo above is one I took from a hiking/snowmobile trail on the south side of the reservoir.

Yak trax
Wearing Yak Trax for better traction.

We did hike yesterday. I knew the footing would be slippery with melted and re-frozen hard pack snow. With the warming conditions it was a combination of ice and slush. I strapped on the Yak Trax so I would have a better grip for safer footing. This was the first time I had used them for hiking and I was pleased. I felt much more confident that I could navigate the trails and keep my balance.

We also hiked today. I didn’t wear the Yak Trax today because it was warm enough that there was a fair amount of slush on top of the snow and ice. Footing was a little tricky. The trails were packed from snowmobiles, mountain bikes, and foot traffic. The packed snow was still there, but many times there was enough melting underneath that my foot would punch through the snow and fall a few inches. This means you have to pull your foot out of a hole. The descent through the layer of snow also ends with a jarring impact when you reach the bottom. The snow also slides and moves with each step so it was a tiring hike. We went 2.8 miles this afternoon, but I must say it seemed farther.

Sheltie, shetland sheepdog
Shelby is back!

Great news! Shelby is back to hiking. This is the first day she has rejoined us on our hikes since her attack by loose dogs exactly three weeks ago. Encounter With Loose Dogs, Gone Bad We kept Shelby home while she was healing up and to keep her wounds clean. She also had a thigh shaved due to dog bites and it has been too cold for her bare skin. Today the temperature climbed up over 50 degrees and Shelby has been wanting to join us again, so today was her lucky day. She did great. She was so happy to be back on the trails with us. Baxter was happy too. He never smiles as big as when his “sister” Shelby is walking with him.

Shaved leg, Shetland sheepdog
Shelby’s shaved leg.

It’s not the clearest view, but here you can see Shelby’s shaved leg. The fur has grown an impressive amount in three weeks. I call this haircut on her leg “The Howard Walowitz”. All you Big Bang Theory fans will understand.

Napping sheltie
Shelby napping after some time on the trail.

Here is Shelby napping. Her first hike in three weeks has her tired out. She is happy to be a part of the pack out on the trails again. I feel like we have overcome a big hurdle and Shelby is, if not back to normal, at least well on the road to recovery.

Do You Know What Color Rabbit Urine Is? (Or Another Post About Animal Waste!)

Bunnies at the fair
Bunny rabbits

Do you know what colors rabbit urine can be? I did not, but now I do and I was amazed.

I first pondered this question, because we had red pee turning up in the yard where the dogs do their business. I was concerned because…red pee, that cannot be a good thing, right?

I know we have had rabbits in the dog yard because we kept finding all those little, round bunny poop pellets. This didn’t surprise me all that much because I knew we had a rabbit and baby bunnies in the spring. They liked to feast on the sprouts in my my vegetable garden. As fall turned into winter, they started coming into the dog yard to dine on the large patches of clover. I’m sure it was quite a buffet for a hungry bunny.

It was rather annoying because, much to my dismay, our dogs find bunny droppings to be a tasty delicacy. The dogs all shoot out the door when I let them out to search for them. I hoped that the bunny would grow too big to fit through the fence slats. This has not happened. I thought about putting up chicken wire along the bottom of the fence, but bunnies can jump. Who would have thought bunnies would be brave enough to frequent a location that contains six dogs who leave droppings there several times a day? My best solution has been to try and scoop up the piles of pellets at the same time I scoop up the dog piles.

And then snow arrived. I’m sure the red urine was always there, but it wasn’t visible until it was on the white, snowy background. First, I followed all the dogs around for a couple days, checking the snow after they peed. No red in sight. Only the usual yellow. That was a relief. The red urine wasn’t from one of our dogs. Then I found some of the red snow near a pile of bunny pellets.

I performed a Google search and discovered that it is normal for rabbit urine to be clear or pale yellow, orange, or red. It did not even mean that the bunnies had an infection as I had feared. Any of these colors can be normal for a rabbit. Yet another thing that I have learned from the internet that I never thought I would need to know. My life does seem to revolve around bodily wastes way more than one would expect! Poop Is My Life! (Or gone to the dogs?)

I thought I would share my new found information with you, my readers. You can never tell when someone will need to know these types of things!