Friends Are Everywhere


| 6/9/2010 10:29:32 AM


Red Pine Mountain logoLogan Log Dog, named because of his love of carrying huge logs, wanted to go for a hike in the woods but he didn’t want to go alone.

His best friend, Emma, was playing dress up as girls sometimes like to do.

Emma the golden retriever, plays dress up.

But Logan decided to go anyway. “Gee I wish I had a friend,” Logan thought as he headed towards the woods. But wait, what was that up ahead? A red and white creature. “Maybe it’s friendly? I think I’ll go see.”

Logan Log Dog meets Bliss the mini horse for the first time.



“You don’t smell like a dog,” Logan said. “But you’re about the same size as me.”

Mountain Woman
6/10/2010 12:18:30 PM

Hey Farm Woman Pam, Thanks for visiting me. And thanks for your very kind comments. I've been thinking lots about boiled peanuts and black eyed peas lately. Sometimes I really miss the South. Happy canning.


Mountain Woman
6/10/2010 12:16:49 PM

Cindy, I loved the story about the fox. I can see them now involved in a game and someone saying stop and they ask why. Lately 2 deer have been coming into our pasture at dusk and they are playing chase with my mini horse. It's been a blast to watch them. I would love to understand what they are thinking and I get such pleasure out of watching them. I love our woods. I never leave our farm unless I'm dragged out of here. I think it's even more special to me because I've arrived here late in life and it has always been my dream. I feel very blessed. And it's a good thing Mountain Man doesn't care so much about a clean house cause I'm always out playing and gardening and caring for animals and when I'm not I'm on the computer :-) Thanks so much for visiting me.


Cindy Murphy
6/10/2010 9:47:17 AM

Mountain Woman, what cute photos and dialog to go along with them! Don't you just wonder what animals are really saying to each other...or what it is exactly that they're telling us. A friend recently shared photos of a set of red fox kits that took to eating cat food off her front porch. Her sister's dog would chase the kits, hot on their tails until my friend screamed for the dog to stop. The foxes stopped when the dog did, whining for her to continue, until the game started up again. A real life fox and the hound scene! I loved your comment to Dave about your private wilderness. My family would have to drag me out it if I could just go out the back door and walk into such a magical place as yours; I'm sure I'd want to spend all my time there, and nothing would get done around the house! Thanks for such a fun post!