When the dog bites...when the bee stings...

Sandy and I are outside enjoying the summer weather. Finally, it's summer. I'm on the deck, working my way through my RSS feeds on the laptop, and Sandy is wandering around the yard.

Suddenly, a yelp and a jump...back. Sandy stepped on a bee!

She limped up the stairs and presented me with her left front paw. She whined a little. She let me put some ice on it for all of twelve seconds, then turned around, limped down the stairs...and ate the bee.

Spring

The weather has been cold.  There was snow well into April.  But Sandy and I were at the trails behind the Capital News Centre yesterday, and the blackbirds are back.

 

I hope that means Summer is on the way.