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May Full Moon of Puppies

Watching puppies go from blind, deaf and wet in a birth sack to running faster than me in 7 weeks is a delight and amazing.  And some amount of work.  They like to eat about four times a day, go for walks, be held, and they don’t like so much having their toenails trimmed, being wormed or getting a shot.  These Kesha puppies are all outgoing, healthy and cute.  My trip to the Start of the Iditarod in Alaska in March has influenced the naming of the six pups.  Little brown girl is Willow, named after the Re Start there, little white boy, who is the Tahti look-alike, is Nome, where the Finish is,  there are 2 black boys (Urho look -alikes):  with the white feet is Nikolai, a checkpoint, and with the brown feet, first born is Toklat, a river in Denali Park,  the dark brown girl is Sitka (thanks Julie and Diane for the suggestion) and the brown boy is Koyak, also a checkpoint.  Good thing there weren’t more puppies, I would hate to have to name one Safety or White Mountain.   A story about how smart they are already:  I have to use my cordless drill to unscrew a screw in the door to take them out for a walk and we have been doing this for several weeks.  The other day I was on my porch about 15 feet away from them and used my drill for a project I was working on.  As soon as they heard it, bedlam ensued as they thought for sure it meant they were going for a walk.  I was impressed and hadn’t realized they had made the connection between the sound of the drill and going for a walk.


There have been lots of transitions happening.  David started the seeds in March and April and now we move them outside to harden off during the nice days and back in at night.   We have just started to plant and it feels so good to be in the rich dark dirt.


And a few weeks ago ( real ) bear appeared, at night of course and took out the bird feeders.  It is such a shame because we have an amazing array of gold finches, purple finches, rose breasted grosbeaks, chickadees, nuthatches and their song really is music.  So in come the bird feeders at night and if I forget even one, like last night, he comes immediately and eats the seeds, wrecks the feeder.


And speaking of bears, a bear researcher from northern Minnesota who has documented the oldest known wild bear, a 39 year old female, will be one of our speakers at Heart in the Earth.  Karen Noyce  radio collars and studies bears for the DNR.   Lots of great activities to choose from: kayaking, hiking, canoeing, juicing, massage, reflexology, healing herbs, Iditarod tales,… and more.  Join us July 12-14: more info on the web site.


We have a handler assistant coming in a couple weeks and want to welcome Alicia Hachfeld.  And congratulations to the winner of the Free Kayak Trip to celebrate our 20th anniversary – Vicki Benson from Burnsville.


We lost two wonderful Wintermoon huskies this month.  William, who I had gotten from Matt and Sara Weik, and had run the Iditarod with Matt in 2004, was a sweet, strong, independent and handsome husky.  We were so honored to have given him his retirement home.  And Uno-tuk:  if ever there was a dog that was the Wintermoon poster husky, it was him.  The Tuk-er-man, for his great grandmother’s roots in Tuktoyaktuk, was a classically beautiful sled dog.  He could lay and cross his paws in the regal style of his grandmother Raven,  he could jump up and cuddle on the couch like his mother Gabby and he could lift his leg and pee as high as any canine like his father Bombo.  And he could run, his long legs, large head, long tail, a sight to behold.  I remember so well the -35 degree March night he was the first born on my kitchen floor and we always shared a special bond.  One that meant we could go on loose walks and we both loved them.  Uno-tuk had just turned ten and had bone cancer.


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  1. Vivian
    May 28, 2013 at 9:30 pm #

    Always important for me to catch up on the news. I am sorry to hear about William and Uno-tuk. Even knowing these wonderful animals for a few days a year, they are special to me. On a lighter note, it sounds like spring has sprung and the gardens are getting ready for action. Happy spring!

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