Stormy Days

This post seems to not be showing up in many people's browsers. It was written on the day of the hurricane. I have re-posted it on November 2nd. 

We're waiting for the big storm to arrive. Schools have been cancelled all through our area. The wind is blowing like crazy and sure to be blowing for hours. The sheep are ready. They take storms like this in stride, hunkering down getting wet and letting it pass. There's been such hype because of last year's storm. Not much we can do about it but wait and see. Although humans want to control everything in their lives, nature is the real boss. I suppose living on a farm we are more tuned into this than many.

I have been wondering how to tell you all this and there is no easy, gentle way…. We found Archie, one of our Great Pyrenees Guard Dogs, dead in the woods next to our neighbor’s field a few weeks ago. We don’t know why he died and never will. We are sad beyond belief. It is not easy to lose a dog. Archie and his brother had not lived here at our farm even a year. 

Winston and Archie

Archie was an enthusiastic boy – full of life, large barks and bravado. We and his brother Winston miss him. Winston is trying to sort out his work life considering Archie was more dominant. He seems to be stepping up to the plate barking all night long, just like the two of them did together. We don’t plan to get another Guard Dog at this point in time.

Winston

We buried Archie in the sheep field in Bernardston where all The Farmer’s family’s farm dogs have been buried for decades. Sad day for sure.