{"id":1352,"date":"2009-01-07T15:00:36","date_gmt":"2009-01-07T22:00:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fromthefrontporch.com\/WPBlog\/?p=1352"},"modified":"2023-09-18T12:13:31","modified_gmt":"2023-09-18T19:13:31","slug":"bobs-dilemmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/2009\/01\/bobs-dilemmas\/","title":{"rendered":"Bob&#8217;s dilemma(s)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutSliderA350525.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"525\" style=\"width: 350px; height: 525px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Several weeks ago when it was bitterly cold &#8211; into the minus 20&#8217;s at night and plus or minus zero during the day, Bob did not venture out.  He wanted to go out&#8230; He would go to the slider and scratch to go out&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutSliderB350501.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"501\" style=\"width: 350px; height: 501px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>One sniff of the very cold air and he changed his mind.  He then headed for the front door because maybe the weather was better out that way??<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutFrontDoor450422.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"422\" style=\"width: 450px; height: 422px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Another sniff and back inside looking daggers at me.  Bob holds me responsible for the weather.  This makes a lot of sense in Bob&#8217;s &#8220;world&#8221;.  I am the provider of food, water, shelter, lap and bed.  Why wouldn&#8217;t I also be in charge of the weather???  Thankfully, Bob remembers where the food comes from and forgives me for the weather.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutSnowOnFoot500333.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"333\" style=\"width: 500px; height: 333px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Once the temperature rose above 10, Bob ventured back out.  He hates using a litter box unless absolutely necessary.  As soon as it was bearable, he was out for a short bit.  That pesky snow sticks to feet&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutHuntA450383.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"383\" style=\"width: 450px; height: 383px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>As it got into the 20&#8217;s, Bob decided to go out for a bit of hunting.  He headed for the woodpiles, a favorite spot for small critters.  Bad news &#8211; the wood piles are under a couple feet of snow.  He looked around mystified as to how the hunting grounds had disappeared.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutHuntB450337.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"337\" style=\"width: 450px; height: 337px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutHuntC500333.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"333\" style=\"width: 500px; height: 333px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>No sense standing around in the snow.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutHuntD500333.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"333\" style=\"width: 500px; height: 333px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Head for home&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutHuntE450362.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"362\" style=\"width: 450px; height: 362px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center\" src=\"http:\/\/beardogco.com\/WPBlog\/blogimages\/Jan09\/BobOutNap500333.jpg\" hspace=\"5\" alt=\"\" height=\"333\" style=\"width: 500px; height: 333px\" title=\"\" class=\"center\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&#8230;and a nap.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Several weeks ago when it was bitterly cold &#8211; into the minus 20&#8217;s at night and plus or minus zero during the day, Bob did not venture out. 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