Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Monday, May 6, 2013

grey skies and grey clothes

Today was one of those days when I can easily lose time.  The weather was somewhat unsettled, and I had a number of little chores to do.  It would have been luxurious to just go back to bed but instead, I got as much done as I could and was even able to curl up with the dogs for a short snooze in the afternoon.

This morning there was only enough coffee for one cup.

Perhaps that is one explanantion for my dreamy day.

I did organize some sewing ideas and plans, and signed up for two classes on Craftsy.  One is Beginning Serging: Machine Basics and Techniques (Amy Alan)  and the other is Decorative Seams: Techniques and Finishes (Katrina Walker).  I am looking forward to working through both of these classes.  The Decorative Seams class is going to be fun and I have bought a few new presser feet to incorporate into what Katrina teaches.  The serger class is something I just need.  I have never operated a serger and don't have a sewing buddy close by for help.  Theresa, of Camp Runamuck, would be happy to help me but she is visiting her folks right now.

Gardening took up the majority of my time today and I was able to clean up one side of the front yard.  Perfect timing-I was sweeping the driveway when the thunder started.  These two photos show most of that part of the front yard, with a small middle piece missing.  My driveway is on the left and my neighbor uses the driveway on the right.  The bare area near their driveway used to be be shaded by three ponderosa pines.  I am still adjusting to their loss.  The plant that looks dead on the upper left is Russian sage, and the other on the bottom right is chocolate or brown fennel.  I'll photograph them when they bloom so you can see them.

I ended my day with a trip to the vet so little Nick could get his anal glands expressed.  yuck. Did you know that dogs who don't clean themselves in that area are prone to build-up?
This is what I wore:
V8859 pants in a rayon blend 
M6244 tee 

I haven't reviewed these and probably won't until I make some alterations.  Both pieces are too big and I am not thrilled with the fit.  I love the comfy feel however!
This is the front of V8876 and I am planning to work on the yoke and connecting front and back tonight. I think I am going to enjoy wearing the dress, and I am learning a lot through this pattern.  I wish I had had the foresight to balance the blue flowers but it will be okay.  It's just a dress, not rocket surgery.

I hope you all have had a good Monday,  Mary 

Saturday, November 24, 2012

My Dog Bandit

Hunting squirrels in the Grand Tetons



Every morning I awake to the sound of my old dog asking to go outside...NOW, and I am filled with love and tenderness for her.  Even as she becomes so demanding and needy and dependent in her aging, I still see the little puppy she was and the proud alpha dog she became.  Today she sleeps beside me as I type or read or cook, getting up only for water and to follow me from room to room.  She goes up the stairs slowly and sometimes even waits at the bottom to watch me.  Am I going to stay in my sewing room?  Am I taking a bath?  If yes, she will make the journey up up up with slow and somewhat labored steps but a happiness radiating out from her eyes as she finds me.

Bandit in her prime
Summer haircut and a frisky run on the beach
Canyonlands a few years ago
Camping is very tiring
         

Thursday, October 27, 2011

The dogs of Guanajuato

guapo gato




Hello readers, I am back in the US and ready to share some travel stories with you.  As I wait for my suitcase to arrive home (what is a vacation without missing luggage?), I am sorting some of the photos Ross and I took.  Sorting, I see some themes emerging and for today, I want to talk about pet care.

This is one of only four cats seen during our stay.  Only 4..and why?  I can't say, but I hope it is because they are indoor cats.  I doubt this, though.  What I did see was dogs.  Many dogs.  Dogs with their people, dogs on their own, dogs with their buddies in a small pack, and dogs on leashes (rarely).  Now, I love dogs.  That much is obvious to those of you who have read this blog for any length of time.  So, my comments below arise not from a dislike of dogs, or a misunderstanding of the Mexican culture, but only from my love of dogs.



Why do people keep a dog as a pet in a busy city, and let it run loose?  The streets are cobblestone, narrow, and busy.  Taxis, buses, pedestrians, motorcycles, scooters, even burros...though I only saw droppings, no burros themselves.  You can fill in all the things that might go wrong with dogs on the loose.  I cycled through all of this really fast when I saw the dogs.  I realized that, contrary to mainstream US thought about Mexican dogs, these dogs were healthy.  They were fit, happy, social, and well behaved.  I only saw one dog argument, which lasted for far less time than my own dogs fight.  I did see one very skinny dog outside the city, but 99.9% of the dogs I saw were in great shape.  Take a look:


You can see that some Guanajuato dogs stay home, for they have jobs guarding, or just being cute.  Others stay on leashes, and look a little sad that they cannot run free like the others.  And some, like the fierce looking brindle dog, are out on their own, looking for food and fun.  Though I disagree with letting them run loose, it's clear they are happy dogs.

This morning I picked up my jack russell terriers, Bandit and Nick, from their doggie hotel and spa.  The bill was more than my own rent during my stay in Guanajuato.  They were so happy to see me, and could barely contain themselves.  Bandit was crying with happiness while Nick was bouncing off any surface.  As I type this, Nick is sleeping in the kitchen after a big bowl of chow, and Bandit is snoozing on her double cushions in the sun.  Both dogs love their people, and I hope our little pack makes up for any lack of freedom.

ps: and for something completely different, try midnight sun

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

camping and some trail riding

I'll be gone a few days to rest and recharge. We are taking the trailer up to Lily Glen this week for some family time and to enjoy the crisp weather we are starting to have.  Everybody is going-that means me, Ross, the dogs and the horse.  Soooo, the plan this morning is to move the Arctic Fox trailer up to the camp, set up, then I'll go back down to the basin and hook up the horse trailer, load Woodrow and drive back up.

It seems like a lot of work just to bring Woody but the camp is an equestrian park and has safe corrals, lots of trails, jumps (though we do not jump), water crossings, sometimes even cows to spook at.  whee!  He deserves a vacation, and so do we.



We are looking forward to some quiet time away from the immense demands of our retired life ;-p




I'll be sure to take lots of pics and keep track of the fun things we do.  Ride, hike, play with the terriers, eat smokies and burgers, and maybe even play a little badminton...




I am currently reading the first book of The Hunger Games and really entranced by the story.  I may just spend much of my time with my Kindle.  I'll see you all in a few days.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

canine epilepsy

My sweet dog Bandit is doing fine after her seizure yesterday, and shows no ill effects from it.  Well, she is a bit tired and quiet-though that is a GOOD thing in a Jack Russell terrier.  We visited the vet and had blood work done, which showed no disease cause.  Life goes on as before, and hopefully, this was a once in a lifetime episode.  But, if not, at least I have some experience and knowledge now.  Here is a quick read for those who would like to learn what to do if their own pet has a seizure.
five strategies to make seizures in dogs less serious

Monday, November 8, 2010

This is my home for the winter

Arctic Fox 26X 
We are thrilled with our new trailer.  It is 4 feet longer than our old one, and that 4 feet seems so luxurious.   I actually have room inside to do yoga and my back exercises...and maybe dance to some old time rock n' roll.  Here it is on its maiden voyage: I cannot believe my husband was able to park it in a straight space, or at 90 degrees to the road.  But he did, with only a minimum of deliberation, and with only a small amount of damage to the grass in the camp across from us. 

We camped at Cove Palisades State Park, which is located on Lake Billy Chinook and the junction of the Metolious, Deschutes and Crooked Rivers.  The area is high desert, and our camp was located on the cliffs above the lake.  See the teeny trees on the cliffs in the distance?  That is the campground and we traveled to the other side of the lake in order to explore. The view was astounding, even to us, who have lived in volcanic country for 30+ years.  Look at these layers and columns, and how they have been distorted.
This is a photo of the Crooked River as seen from the Peter Skene Ogden Wayside, a wonderful place to stop for lunch and a stretch on your travels.  This is not an overnight location, and dogs are not allowed out of vehicles.  You can see why-according to the signs, it is 300 feet to the bottom though it seemed deeper to me.


We had a great time exploring some little known parts of Oregon, and came home tired...
Nick after a hike




Bandit resting in the back of the truck
               but looking forward to our winter travels through the southwest.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

The dog days of summer...introducing "Books about..."



What better time to read a new book? This post is #1 of the series "Books about..."


I love dogs and I love books. Therefore it follows that I would love books about dogs.


uh, not always. I did spend much of my childhood reading every book I could find about dogs and horses, and once I made it through Jack London and Anna Sewell, I traveled some less worn paths through good and bad animal lit.


Here are some choices for my summer reading-some to be re-read and others are on my "to read" list.


The curious incident of the dog in the night-time Mark Haddon 2003: a wonderfully quirky mystery in which the protagonist is an autistic teenage boy. There is a dog in the story-for a time. Highly recommended.


The Dogs of Babel Carolyn Parkhurst 2003: originally published as Lorelei's secret, a story of a grieving man's quest to find the truth behind his wife's fall to her death. He attempts to teach his dog to speak in order to uncover the truth. This is a long shot for me but I'm going to pick it up for a summer read.


The Hidden Life of Dogs Elizabeth Marshall Thomas 1996: Thomas follows her own dogs as they
live their dog lives. She attempts to be as unobtrusive as possible, even going so far as to not train them. This is an unapologetic anthropomorphic dog party and I found it readable and enjoyable. This will be a re-read for me this summer.


The Lives of Monster Dogs Kirsten Bakis 1997: A fantastical tale of intelligent, genetically engineered dogs from the 1880s who arrive in Manhattan during 2008. I know- it sounds ridiculous! So much so that I'm tempted to hunt it up and give it a try. Creepy, odd, a canine Frankenstein.


A Dog's Life Peter Mayle 1996: One of the better renditions of canine autobiography. "Boy" traces his beginnings and journey to Provence.


Our cartoon for the day: