The day before we go to pick up Libby, we tell Farmer, “Guess who’s coming tomorrow?” First his ears perk up, and then, when we say, “We’re going to get LIBBY!” he runs around the living room and jumps up on the sofa to look out the window. “Where is she? Where is she? I can’t wait! I can’t wait!”
By the time Libby leaves, Farmer is so exhausted that he climbs up on our bed and doesn’t move for two days.
He loves that girl like nobody’s business. And she loves him. A little girl and a dog, made for each other.
This is the kind of weekend when farm chores can be overwhelming, and Farm Dog and Farm Girl are both co-opted into helping. Roy is teaching Farmer to herd chickens. Plus, Farmer has to keep an eye out for customers coming down the driveway and duly alert us when he sees them. Libby, admittedly, is a good deal more helpful than Farmer. Together, we’ve been moving seedlings back and forth from the house to the greenhouse, planting more flower and vegetable seeds, picking lettuce, washing lettuce, packing eggs, putting the covers back on the garden beds that blew off in the wind the other night, and weeding her garden plot.
Since these two hard workers deserve a break, Roy has taken them for a romp down at Quansoo beach. Actually, they just got back, blowing in the back door, giggling and jingling. Libby is covered in sand and has a big grin on her face. She fell in the water apparently. Fortunately, Farmer didn’t have to rescue her. All is well. They had fun.
They will both sleep well tonight.
4 thoughts on “Beauty and The Beast”
A beautiful relationship! I can just envision Farmer perking up his ears and looking out the window at the mention of Libby’s name! Warms my heart …
Liz–Farmer loves you too!! Most kissable visitor ever!
Sweet! Dogs make the best friends.
Love all your posts, but this one is particularly touching. And of course the photographs add to it enormously. Can’t wait to see you all in August when we visit the farm stand.
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