Notes On Charlie
I hate cleaning my floors, hate it with a passion and so I never vacuum even though it really should be done every two days or, thanks to mud and animals and splinters from the woodstove and hay I track in after feeding cows, this cabin looks like it's got a dirt floor.
I had a wild fantasy about getting a robot vacuum take care of the problem for me, but could not rationalize spending that kind of money. I was tortured - the idea would not leave my mind and I struggled with a debate over whether I could manage to pay for a robot vacuum or manage my life without one. I went to the company's website to daydream, and there, discovered they make a much cheaper version designed for shops and garages! And since my living situation is much closer to a shop or a garage than a house, I bought that one.
It is such a timewaster. I turn it on, and then sit, mesmerized, watching it do it's magic for half an hour. Some might say I've been in the country too long, but it's just awesome. I always run it when the animals are outside - though it's quieter than a regular vacuum, most animals hate that kind of noise. But one day, my robot vacuum was sitting in a corner and Charlie pranced in and saw this strange new yellow round thing, explored it for a while, and figured out how to turn it on with his nose.
He practically dug a hole in the floor trying to get away from it, but after that very intense initial reaction, he was intrigued. He went back over to it and turned it on, and off, and on, and off, his ears pricked forward and his neck arched to attention, chasing it around as it scuttled across the floor. Now I have to hide it or he runs it all the time. At least I have clean floors.
Puppies!

Many of you have wondered about the black dog that Charlie is cavorting with in some of the photos. Her name is Pita; she is one of MC's dogs and was Charlie's crush for a long time. Alas, he is neutered and she chose another... and now there are puppies.
I will likely be adopting one as a sister to Charlie, and that leaves eight puppies, two males and six females. If you live near Wyoming would like one of Charlie's half-step-brothers or sisters, email me at dailycoyote AT gmail.com. The mother is a mountain cur hound, father is a border collie, both working dogs, incredibly smart and sweet-natured. Two of the puppies are classic border collie black-and-white, one is brindle (brown and black thin stripes, very cool), four are black (two long hair, two short hair) with the tips of their feet and tails dipped in white, and one is black with white and brindle markings on her legs and chest (gorgeous). Puppies are free but will need to be picked up.
This should not even need to be said, but please refrain from sending mail about unspayed/unneutered animals. A) the dogs involved are not my dogs, and B) as with all judgmental commentary, there is the possibility that you might not know the entire story and could be feasting on your foot. Thanks!
Charlie Eating With Eli
Here's my first video of Charlie. Please pardon my poor filming skills, my hillbilly pans on the floor, and my outrageously high "my-animals-are-so-cute-it-kills-me" voice.















