Written during our vacation, though not posted until today due to lack of internet.
It's Wednesday afternoon, and we've been here since Saturday evening.
It's Wednesday afternoon, and we've been here since Saturday evening.
The dogs got excited before we even reached the lake, pacing in the back seat of the car and fogging up the windows. They somehow know when we're close to the cabin. As soon as they were released, they bolted into the woods for a game of chase. It was a challenge getting them both back (and still enough) to put their backpacks on for the trek in. Sadie announced our arrival to the world, barking at Maxwell when he stopped running away. They both tore down the road, investigating each cabin, eventually finding our neighbor to greet.
They've settled in now, spending all their time either tearing around in the snow or dozing by the fire.
The first full day, they both raced around like maniacs, stared down the snowmobiles, and played fetch on the frozen lake. I was proud of them both for not chasing the snowmobiles, not the least because I don't trust the riders to see the dogs. The pups did occasionally take off into the woods after wildlife, either real or imagined, and had a blast following animal tacks in the snow. For the most part, though, they hung out and played with us.
Back indoors, both dogs collapse on the couches for long naps. Sadie prefers to curl up on a person's legs, while Maxwell tends to stretch out on his own. He gradually gets too hot, and moves to the rug under the couch, then the wood floor under the dining table. Even then, a good distance from the fire, he sometimes starts panting.
Both dogs have gotten little toenail injuries from running in the snow. I noticed tiny specks of blood, inspected their feet, and found what I assume are small cuts from the snow packing in under their nails. They don't seem to bother the dogs at all, so I just keep an eye on them. Unfortunately Sadie had a real foot problem, but one that I don't know how to help. My boyfriend found this big lump between the pads of two front toes. It's definitely swollen, and has these weird little bumps on the top of it. It's not super hard, and doesn't seem to be filled with pus, so I'm at a loss. We will probably take her to the vet when we get home.
Because of Sadie's foot, we decided to boot the dogs for our hike today. We came back with seven of the eight boots, though only two were on a dog. Most important was that Sadie's bad foot stayed protected.
We hiked along the old state road (barely more than a trail now) to the lean-tos. We paused to let the pups explore a bit, then walked back along the lake. All told, I would guess we went 3 miles, though I'm not positive. It boggles my mind to think how far the dogs must have gone. They were constantly chasing each other through the woods, doubling back to hurry us along, and crashing down to the lake to explore. Even as we slogged through 5+ inches of heavy snow on the lake, they seemed to have endless energy.
They are burning so much energy here that I've significantly increased their food. They are getting 3 cups a day instead of their usual scant 2, and lots of "extras." Still Sadie acts like she's starving, and even Maxwell lights up at the prospect of treats. It's made recalls reasonably good outside, since I carry baby food and string cheese with me!
Now it's nap time for me. Everyone else is already snoring!