There are hundreds of millions of pet dogs around the world. Many of them spend a good time of the day alone as their people leave them to make a living, go shopping, and do what people do. What are all these dogs doing when they are alone? One thing we know they are not doing is whiling away their time on the internet. And how do we know this? Because the number on websites are not Buttbook, Instapoo, and Snappee.

If hundreds of millions of dogs around the world were online, our emails would be inundated with emails about dog butts, the best parks to pee in, and fire hydrants you just have to put on your bucket list.

Really, all dogs want to be is outdoors. I doubt dogs would fall for spending hours rubbing their noses against a monitor, clicking their way through endless web pages of dog smells. Not when there is an infinite variety of things to smell and lick outdoors.

The blue in today’s sky was Spring Blue, not Winter Blue. There’s a subtle difference. Winter Blue makes you zip your coat up tight. Spring Blue beckons you to hang your coat on a branch. Spring Blue reaches deep into the woods. It makes the flying hare smile and look up at the sky.

Even the daffodils are standing tall. There are a few flower buds just about to stick their heads above the leaves. Today is definitely more spring than winter.

On a clear winter day like today, it’s easy to see what is above it all, and why this is such a special place. Biking off the hill this afternoon, I ran into a fog bank. It felt like summer in San Francisco. The fog cleared in the valley, and there was Mt. Baker above it all.

Above it all were bald eagles too, one after the other. I counted over twenty clinging to the branches in the trees along the roads. Clear, calm days like today are dangerous days to be something a bald eagle wants to eat. Fortunately, they are not after me. Though, if you think about it, twenty bald eagles, working together could.