Peggy here. Kathy has been in Salt Lake City but is due home any time. Jay has been with Blaze and having a blast. Taylor and Bea and I have been at home. Donna has been a help, that's for sure. While Taylor likes her Tiki food, she needs something a little less rich. Bea likes to play light shining on the floor and likes being combed. We miss Jay who is a hoot and provides a lot of life in the house. So does Kathy. They will be home today.
Today is my personal holiday from work and I'm spending it working on a blog for my book, "The Year We Knew Poor". I've submitted synopses to a few literary agencies but no bites yet. Here's a segment from my book:
The man behind the counter handed my mother a key and “Get a flashlight first thing,” the Office said,” because the power goes out all of the time around here.” He showed us a map of the housing project.
It’s a good thing he did because everything looked the same when you looked outside from your car window. The Office gave my mother directions. Our duplex was close to the west edge and at the top of the Project. All of the duplexes sat in an open-mouthed rectangle around a cement courtyard. There was a narrow parking strip on the open end of the rectangle.
My mother drove us through the housing project. There were long blocks of little orange houses. Hundreds of identical houses. There were hills to the right and hills to the left, all smothered by small, orange houses that all looked the same. Up a hill and then down a hill, but no matter what, more orange houses.
I turned around to look at Davey who was looking at me. My mother said that this would be good for us–light mother a cigarette–that it was high time for us two kids to see how the other half lived. This was meant to be good for us–hand mother her cigarette. People should see this, she said. It felt like my mother was laughing at us, looking too closely at our flushed, surprised faces. She said it would be good for us. But there was something that she enjoyed about our confusion. If we’d had that laughing look on our faces the way she did, she would have called us high and mighty.
“This is us,” she said, and we pulled into a parking lot. “Everybody out.” There were kids on monkey bars that were fixed to a square of pavement. There were kids standing in front of the little houses. The kids broke their circles to turn to stare at our car. “We have monkey bars,” Davey said. He ran up to the monkey bars and climbed, then jumped down and fell back in line when our mother said we had to see our new home. I trailed behind my brother. The kids on the monkey bars stared and called out “what’s your name?” “What’s your name, girl with the brown hair?” The kids monkeyed down and stared at us. They were different, like they were covered in pancake batter. They smelled bad. They had matted hair.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Adoptions, home visits, Taylor's weight gain
Taylor, our 11 year old kitty, has put on a bit of weight and that's a goooood thing. She has a salmon treat at 8:00 every night. That serves as her appetizer. She is not as bony and emaciated as she was now that we put her food in a place where Bea can't easily get it. We think that Taylor may have washed Bea's face this week.
Leo was adopted to a good home today. Leo was found alongside the highway awhile back, which is a desperate situation for a little iggy to be in. He is now warm and well-fed and busy being the perfect companion.
Kathy's job takes place in a tomb-like setting, a place where no natural light can be found. She works with a great group of people, though, and for a project that is certainly a good cause. Kathy continues her duties as an Italian Greyhound representative. Jay accompanies Kathy, meaning that he continues his job as an ambassador. Other than that, Jay is a popular little fellow at Spawz where he plays with Blaze, Deja, and PD, all of whom are extremely fine italian greyhounds.
Peggy will take up submitting her book, "The Year We Knew Poor", to literary agents over the long Thanksgiving weekend She received a rejection notice from an agent a month ago and is very excited to have received anything. She asks herself, "Will the world ignore a book about a garden estate housing project"? The book is filled with insight about an environment that the monied set up for the poor and who could resist that? Peggy sure couldn't resist it and she wants to share what she saw with you!
It was a sad week in Seattle and in the world in general. Good people were lost. Fears were magnified. But a health care reform bill was passed in the House. And this week we will acknowledge our veterans.
Leo was adopted to a good home today. Leo was found alongside the highway awhile back, which is a desperate situation for a little iggy to be in. He is now warm and well-fed and busy being the perfect companion.
Kathy's job takes place in a tomb-like setting, a place where no natural light can be found. She works with a great group of people, though, and for a project that is certainly a good cause. Kathy continues her duties as an Italian Greyhound representative. Jay accompanies Kathy, meaning that he continues his job as an ambassador. Other than that, Jay is a popular little fellow at Spawz where he plays with Blaze, Deja, and PD, all of whom are extremely fine italian greyhounds.
Peggy will take up submitting her book, "The Year We Knew Poor", to literary agents over the long Thanksgiving weekend She received a rejection notice from an agent a month ago and is very excited to have received anything. She asks herself, "Will the world ignore a book about a garden estate housing project"? The book is filled with insight about an environment that the monied set up for the poor and who could resist that? Peggy sure couldn't resist it and she wants to share what she saw with you!
It was a sad week in Seattle and in the world in general. Good people were lost. Fears were magnified. But a health care reform bill was passed in the House. And this week we will acknowledge our veterans.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Pet Updates for October
The pets are their usual little selves. Now that we have all gone back to work, Jay goes to school at Spawz every day. We drop him off around 7:00 a.m. and pick him up at 5:30. At first, he thought he was going to reform school because they don't have snuggle sax at Spawz. But his friend Blaze is there and another beautiful iggy named PD, plus other interesting dogs. Jay comes home from school and sleeps, dreaming of tomorrow at Spawz.
Bea is a restless little gal. She gets us up at 4:00 a.m. wanting yet another meal. But the funny thing about Bea is that she has gotten herself a little figure in spite of the many meals that she needs just to keep going. Bea causes much mischief around the house and runs off laughing, hiding under the bed so that she can laugh at us saying "No, no, Beatrice".
Taylor now likes a little salmon appetizer before dinner. We are trying to put a little weight on her. She can't stand Jay and swats at him if he comes near. He is afraid of her but tries to make friends occasionally and probably should just give it up. Taylor gets combed every night no matter what.
Ken and dachsund Fonz visited a couple of weeks ago. Fonz and Jay get along fine. We took them them both to Magnuson Park for a run and the next day to Willis Tucker, a beautiful park north of here. The iggies can't understand how a dachsund can get around with such short legs but Fonz showed them. Fonz is a lean mean weiner machine because she hikes with Ken every weekend. At Willis Tucker, Peggy held little Ruffin, who is a foster with Alice and her pack. Ruffin is a special little guy who needed a lot of attention when he came to Alice's and he is getting that attention. He is happy at Alice's and the rest of the pack has accepted him and his little vulnerabilities.
The big all-iggy halloween costume party happened last weekend. Twenty one iggies in costume. Marcy found the perfect costume for Blaze - a jester's collar. Ruffin wore an extremely scarey tshirt with a skull on it. There were princesses and Elvis and all the things an iggy would want to be.
Today a beautiful iggy named Leo will come into rescue. He was found alongside a highway. He's about 3 years old. Someone is going to get a very fine looking iggy.
Lucy, who stayed with us her first weekend in rescue and who will be adopted by Patrick and Brett, is staying with us over Thanksgiving. Lucy has a sweet disposition and can't help enough. When we took her to Patric's and Brett's, she was immediately happy and that's a sign. We think she liked the lake view, which we can't offer her. She took little Tess under her wing and they are a happy household.
Blaze Got Into Something a couple of wks ago and gave us all a scare. He probably found Whatever It Was in the grass or on a sidewalk or on the ground at the dogpark while he was walking or playing. Blaze did not feel at all well for a day or two. He stared into space and was not at all his usual social self. Blaze is an extremely popular little iggy, feisty and full of fun, and his journey inward was not at all like him. We took his Woodstock albums away from him.
Peggy received a rejection notice from a literary agency and now feels like a real writer. She will send a letter and a synopsis of her book to other agencies and that's the name of the game. Peggy took a pranayama class (yoga breathing) this week and loved it.
Kathy likes her new job. They are lucky to have her, Peggy thinks. We are lucky to have jobs. We have a carpool now and it is highly convenient. We ate at the hospital cafeteria for lunch all week and while Kathy liked it, Peggy lost weight. We will head to the grocery store today so that we are not subject to chef's surprise at the cafeteria all week.
Peggy, half asleep one morning, reached over and stroked what she thought was Jay's head poking out from under the covers. It turned out to be the tv remote.
That's it from our house!
Bea is a restless little gal. She gets us up at 4:00 a.m. wanting yet another meal. But the funny thing about Bea is that she has gotten herself a little figure in spite of the many meals that she needs just to keep going. Bea causes much mischief around the house and runs off laughing, hiding under the bed so that she can laugh at us saying "No, no, Beatrice".
Taylor now likes a little salmon appetizer before dinner. We are trying to put a little weight on her. She can't stand Jay and swats at him if he comes near. He is afraid of her but tries to make friends occasionally and probably should just give it up. Taylor gets combed every night no matter what.
Ken and dachsund Fonz visited a couple of weeks ago. Fonz and Jay get along fine. We took them them both to Magnuson Park for a run and the next day to Willis Tucker, a beautiful park north of here. The iggies can't understand how a dachsund can get around with such short legs but Fonz showed them. Fonz is a lean mean weiner machine because she hikes with Ken every weekend. At Willis Tucker, Peggy held little Ruffin, who is a foster with Alice and her pack. Ruffin is a special little guy who needed a lot of attention when he came to Alice's and he is getting that attention. He is happy at Alice's and the rest of the pack has accepted him and his little vulnerabilities.
The big all-iggy halloween costume party happened last weekend. Twenty one iggies in costume. Marcy found the perfect costume for Blaze - a jester's collar. Ruffin wore an extremely scarey tshirt with a skull on it. There were princesses and Elvis and all the things an iggy would want to be.
Today a beautiful iggy named Leo will come into rescue. He was found alongside a highway. He's about 3 years old. Someone is going to get a very fine looking iggy.
Lucy, who stayed with us her first weekend in rescue and who will be adopted by Patrick and Brett, is staying with us over Thanksgiving. Lucy has a sweet disposition and can't help enough. When we took her to Patric's and Brett's, she was immediately happy and that's a sign. We think she liked the lake view, which we can't offer her. She took little Tess under her wing and they are a happy household.
Blaze Got Into Something a couple of wks ago and gave us all a scare. He probably found Whatever It Was in the grass or on a sidewalk or on the ground at the dogpark while he was walking or playing. Blaze did not feel at all well for a day or two. He stared into space and was not at all his usual social self. Blaze is an extremely popular little iggy, feisty and full of fun, and his journey inward was not at all like him. We took his Woodstock albums away from him.
Peggy received a rejection notice from a literary agency and now feels like a real writer. She will send a letter and a synopsis of her book to other agencies and that's the name of the game. Peggy took a pranayama class (yoga breathing) this week and loved it.
Kathy likes her new job. They are lucky to have her, Peggy thinks. We are lucky to have jobs. We have a carpool now and it is highly convenient. We ate at the hospital cafeteria for lunch all week and while Kathy liked it, Peggy lost weight. We will head to the grocery store today so that we are not subject to chef's surprise at the cafeteria all week.
Peggy, half asleep one morning, reached over and stroked what she thought was Jay's head poking out from under the covers. It turned out to be the tv remote.
That's it from our house!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Two Kitties and a Puppy
Peggy here, writing for the little pet trio. Taylor is happy with her Tiki food and the time each night when she is combed. She feels stronger and is feistier = the Tiki food.
Bea is a rambunctious little gal, running here and there and tormenting Taylor and Jay and sometimes Kathy and Peggy. She does yoga with Peggy. She watched a little t.v. this week, sitting below the t.v. and staring up at the picture as it moved here and there.
Jay continues to be a little hoot. He is happy to hear that his foster brother Blaze may have misbehaved this week. Jay does yoga, too, especially downward facing dog, which he calls "Mr. Stretchy-Stretch". We are going to a playdate tomorrow where Jay believes that he will be the most handsome Mr. Stretchy Stretch there. He joined Publishers Marketplace this week and hopes that this will help him to find a literary agent. Stay tuned for news of that!
Bea is a rambunctious little gal, running here and there and tormenting Taylor and Jay and sometimes Kathy and Peggy. She does yoga with Peggy. She watched a little t.v. this week, sitting below the t.v. and staring up at the picture as it moved here and there.
Jay continues to be a little hoot. He is happy to hear that his foster brother Blaze may have misbehaved this week. Jay does yoga, too, especially downward facing dog, which he calls "Mr. Stretchy-Stretch". We are going to a playdate tomorrow where Jay believes that he will be the most handsome Mr. Stretchy Stretch there. He joined Publishers Marketplace this week and hopes that this will help him to find a literary agent. Stay tuned for news of that!
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Blazer Wardrobe for Aunt Peg
The Pets are writing. Aunt Peggy has a new job so she bought grownup clothes, all in autumn colors. She rejected the skirts because they are so yesterday and bought 3 pairs of all-season wool "slacks". Now she's ready to go out and get the dog and cat food. Taylor has been especially worried about the unemployment situation here because she loves the Tiki kitty food, which is more expensive than that other dead gray stuff in a can. Jay is depressed because there will be one less lap to jump into since Aunt Peggy will be away at something called a "job". Bea doesn't care what anyone else is doing because happiness cannot be found in the agonies and ecstasies of others.
Aunt Peggy has been reading books on management theory. There's one book about CEOs of big corporations that makes her hyperventilate whenever she is within 3 feet of it. She is glad that we live a simpler life here, concentrating on the dog and cats and mango ice cream and not being too big for our britches.
Aunt Peggy has been reading books on management theory. There's one book about CEOs of big corporations that makes her hyperventilate whenever she is within 3 feet of it. She is glad that we live a simpler life here, concentrating on the dog and cats and mango ice cream and not being too big for our britches.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Pets Give a Thumbs Down to the Heat
Peggy here. None of our pets is happy with the heat. Taylor sits on the bed and hollers at me to turn it down. Bea and Jay have stopped playing and can be found crashed out on a floor that is not carpeted.
I don't know which of the pets is unhappiest with the peat bog fire that erupted a few nights ago on a lake near here, and continues to smolder. It sends out smoke to the neighborhoods. Our eyes are running and we're sneezing. Everything is coated with ash.
Blaze, former foster dog, let us come to the dog park the other day, although it was just Kathy and Jay who went. Blaze had a Blaze day, with running and playing and swimming. He is a great, happy, bouncing dog who always looks like he's laughing. Marcy gave us pictures that capture the essence of Blaze. Those pictures are on the piano. Blaze is a most loved dog to us, his former foster household.
Jay is a happy boy because he is no longer crated when we leave. We trust him just that much. It was too hot to crate him this week. He does run to the window when we leave and cries and howls. When we come home, he is waiting at the door for us, almost sobbing with return-excitement. He was a little miffed this afternoon that we did not take him to Taco Del Mar, a place that he hears an awful lot about these days. He, too, is a wonderful little boy with quite a darling personality.
Bea continues to suck on Kathy's ear lobe every morning. Taylor gets combed at night and is a beautiful little cat who loves her Tiki kitty food and wishes the world would cool down.
Neville Boo will more than likely stay forever with his other foster home. They have lots of fun there and he can continue his life of falling in and out of love. They have music there, too, so he can listen to Abba, his favorite band, as frequently as he wants. Neville had his eye exam this past week and it doesn't sound like he's too bad at all. No matter what he does or doesn't have, he is a cute little guy and popular with everyone.
What a week it was! All of that talk about race and racial profiling! We're finally talking again in America about that and it makes my heart soar. In the situation that made headline news, it appears that rhe right people are seizing the moment and acting like the grownups they are. They are taking the opportunity to not get caught up in the insults and argument and to move the discourse forward. Things will change with people looking at this issue; it's going to be an exciting number of years.
I don't know which of the pets is unhappiest with the peat bog fire that erupted a few nights ago on a lake near here, and continues to smolder. It sends out smoke to the neighborhoods. Our eyes are running and we're sneezing. Everything is coated with ash.
Blaze, former foster dog, let us come to the dog park the other day, although it was just Kathy and Jay who went. Blaze had a Blaze day, with running and playing and swimming. He is a great, happy, bouncing dog who always looks like he's laughing. Marcy gave us pictures that capture the essence of Blaze. Those pictures are on the piano. Blaze is a most loved dog to us, his former foster household.
Jay is a happy boy because he is no longer crated when we leave. We trust him just that much. It was too hot to crate him this week. He does run to the window when we leave and cries and howls. When we come home, he is waiting at the door for us, almost sobbing with return-excitement. He was a little miffed this afternoon that we did not take him to Taco Del Mar, a place that he hears an awful lot about these days. He, too, is a wonderful little boy with quite a darling personality.
Bea continues to suck on Kathy's ear lobe every morning. Taylor gets combed at night and is a beautiful little cat who loves her Tiki kitty food and wishes the world would cool down.
Neville Boo will more than likely stay forever with his other foster home. They have lots of fun there and he can continue his life of falling in and out of love. They have music there, too, so he can listen to Abba, his favorite band, as frequently as he wants. Neville had his eye exam this past week and it doesn't sound like he's too bad at all. No matter what he does or doesn't have, he is a cute little guy and popular with everyone.
What a week it was! All of that talk about race and racial profiling! We're finally talking again in America about that and it makes my heart soar. In the situation that made headline news, it appears that rhe right people are seizing the moment and acting like the grownups they are. They are taking the opportunity to not get caught up in the insults and argument and to move the discourse forward. Things will change with people looking at this issue; it's going to be an exciting number of years.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Life with the Beasts
Peggy here. Jay is working as a companion pet, asleep to my left covered with a warm fuzzy jacket that used to be mine. He had lunch with Blaze awhile ago at University Village where this human enjoyed watching people go by. There are some expensive looking haircuts and accessories there, all on their way to buy more expensive accessories, I guess. Lots of people stopped to inquire about Blaze and Jay, wondering if they are whippets, especially Blaze, who is a tall iggy. Both boys let children pet them once they felt the people were to be trusted.
Taylor is happy right now because she is allowed out on the front deck and can feel the wind blowing through her hair. She jumped up on me a minute ago to let me know how much fun that is, but figured out that Jay is with me, and jumped down, heading for the front deck, where the dog isn't. Bea must be out, too, and this is her first time outside. She has been chomping at the bit to go out and let them know she's here and ready to play.
I have gone one interviews at a place that asked me to apply for a particular job. I am very excited and keeping my fingers crossed that things continue to go well and that they offer me a job. It's a place that pulls at my heart strings...I love the work they are doing. And it is a compliment to be asked to apply. I am now looking for books on management and will spend the weekend reading them.
As far as Sarah Palin is concerned, all I can say is that I am tired of hearing her and tired of hearing about her. She is an excellent representation of how we'd all look better if we had a million dollars to spend on a couple of outfits and some professionally applied makeup that would give us that chiseled look. I do not doubt that she has been maligned. I do not doubt that she is under unfair scrutiny. However, I want the world to be a better place and don't think that she can do a thing about that.
That's it from here.
Taylor is happy right now because she is allowed out on the front deck and can feel the wind blowing through her hair. She jumped up on me a minute ago to let me know how much fun that is, but figured out that Jay is with me, and jumped down, heading for the front deck, where the dog isn't. Bea must be out, too, and this is her first time outside. She has been chomping at the bit to go out and let them know she's here and ready to play.
I have gone one interviews at a place that asked me to apply for a particular job. I am very excited and keeping my fingers crossed that things continue to go well and that they offer me a job. It's a place that pulls at my heart strings...I love the work they are doing. And it is a compliment to be asked to apply. I am now looking for books on management and will spend the weekend reading them.
As far as Sarah Palin is concerned, all I can say is that I am tired of hearing her and tired of hearing about her. She is an excellent representation of how we'd all look better if we had a million dollars to spend on a couple of outfits and some professionally applied makeup that would give us that chiseled look. I do not doubt that she has been maligned. I do not doubt that she is under unfair scrutiny. However, I want the world to be a better place and don't think that she can do a thing about that.
That's it from here.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Taylor's Opinions
Taylor has commented several times on the News which is filled with losses, revolution, and transferring affection if one must. Taylor likes the MJ song "Human Nature" and has rewritten the words to make fun of us. She misses Farrah Fawcett who she thought of as one brave kitty. And she thinks it is a hoot that the governor's wife won't play the old game and instead is getting the kids ready for school and going about the life she chose.
I (Peggy) did not get the job that I thought I might have wanted. There were better candidates than me, applicants who certainly had backgrounds in the acronymically-designated processes and procedures that I did not have, applicants who would fit better in the window-free environment. Although I did not get the job, I interviewed with some truly lovely people and had a good experience all the way around. I have been called back for a second interview on another position that I am interested in. The office area has a window and lots of sunny space and it had a good feel to it. The potential new boss is looking for an editor/writer in part. This is an assistant position, something that I have not done for a long long time. So stay tuned.
Bea is happy about her little salmon treat that she gets on a special little plate every night. She seems calmer. Taylor gets a treat occasionally, too, but for the most part Bea gets to Taylor's treat first. And Taylor lives on a different plane than the rest of us, one where treats are not the most important thing. Taylor and Bea fight a lot but there are also seconds of affection.
I (Peggy) did not get the job that I thought I might have wanted. There were better candidates than me, applicants who certainly had backgrounds in the acronymically-designated processes and procedures that I did not have, applicants who would fit better in the window-free environment. Although I did not get the job, I interviewed with some truly lovely people and had a good experience all the way around. I have been called back for a second interview on another position that I am interested in. The office area has a window and lots of sunny space and it had a good feel to it. The potential new boss is looking for an editor/writer in part. This is an assistant position, something that I have not done for a long long time. So stay tuned.
Bea is happy about her little salmon treat that she gets on a special little plate every night. She seems calmer. Taylor gets a treat occasionally, too, but for the most part Bea gets to Taylor's treat first. And Taylor lives on a different plane than the rest of us, one where treats are not the most important thing. Taylor and Bea fight a lot but there are also seconds of affection.
JayJ's Big Day
JayJ relaxing on the deck on the 4th of July
Today is JayJ's SECOND birthday! It's hard to believe this little guy is already 2 years old. Jay and Neville, his brother who recently went to live with Sasha and her pack, will undoubtedly get to celebrate at tomorrow's IG meet-up at the dog park. JayJ got a mini Skinneeez toy and he REALLY likes it. He's been chewing on the squeaker and tossing it in the air all morning. Now he's taking a nap so he can get up and do it again in a few minutes.
Happy Birthday, JayJ-boo ---- and happy birthday to Nevie, too!
Basset Correction
After chatting with Rosemary, I find my blurb posted the other day needs to be corrected. Mama Hilary is named after Hilary Swank, the actress, not Hillary Clinton. I was confused because Hilary's brother was named Bill. Bill is NOT name after Bill Clinton, but rather William West, or Bill West, Peggy's dad. Now you have the correct info.
Friday, July 3, 2009
The times, they are a changin'
I love to hate change sometimes. Although I really like change, sometimes it's a drag. I miss little Neville. Peggy and I disagree on whether or not we can have 2 dogs. So far it's 0-2, in Peggy's favor. Ugh.
Today we went to see Rosemary's Babies. Our friend Rosemary has basset hounds. She loves them; trains, shows and breeds them. Bassets are her thing. So, 9 weeks ago, Hillary (named for Mrs. Clinton) gave birth to 7 bouncing baby bassets--2 girls and 5 boys. Rosemary only lives about half an hour away, but for some reason, today was the first time we've made it to her place to meet the pups.
JayJ has been looking at photos and sniffing my clothes since he wasn't "allowed" yet to meet the new members of the extended family. He is just getting used to the idea that some of his 9 week old cousins outweigh him by 8 lbs--almost twice his weight. I think he like the puppies. I believe this this because he didn't lift his leg and pee on me after he smelled puppy smells all over my clothes. Well, to be honest, he's never peed on me, but you never know about these things. He, too, is having difficulty with change. He is bereft without his little brother Nevie.
After a morning at the dog park with Blaze and his humans (Marcy & Jan), Peggy and I spent the afternoon with Rosemary and the pups: Jack, Lazerus, Houdini, Regina, Esther, Reginald, and Sheldon. After 2 hours of puppy antics, they crashed. It was as if someone flipped the switch to OFF. Here are some pics of the pups. I'm afraid Rosemary will have to weigh in with their names because I can barely tell them apart in person let alone in photos. Some of them have tons of freckles on their bellies, paws, and faces. Rosemary says this is called ticking. I like ticking.
We Had Fun!
Napping!
Sleeping Baby
Freckles/Ticking
Just Resting
Check out the back leg action of the sleeping siblings!
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Oh man were we busy!
Today we went to see Rosemary's Babies. Our friend Rosemary has basset hounds. She loves them; trains, shows and breeds them. Bassets are her thing. So, 9 weeks ago, Hillary (named for Mrs. Clinton) gave birth to 7 bouncing baby bassets--2 girls and 5 boys. Rosemary only lives about half an hour away, but for some reason, today was the first time we've made it to her place to meet the pups.
JayJ has been looking at photos and sniffing my clothes since he wasn't "allowed" yet to meet the new members of the extended family. He is just getting used to the idea that some of his 9 week old cousins outweigh him by 8 lbs--almost twice his weight. I think he like the puppies. I believe this this because he didn't lift his leg and pee on me after he smelled puppy smells all over my clothes. Well, to be honest, he's never peed on me, but you never know about these things. He, too, is having difficulty with change. He is bereft without his little brother Nevie.
After a morning at the dog park with Blaze and his humans (Marcy & Jan), Peggy and I spent the afternoon with Rosemary and the pups: Jack, Lazerus, Houdini, Regina, Esther, Reginald, and Sheldon. After 2 hours of puppy antics, they crashed. It was as if someone flipped the switch to OFF. Here are some pics of the pups. I'm afraid Rosemary will have to weigh in with their names because I can barely tell them apart in person let alone in photos. Some of them have tons of freckles on their bellies, paws, and faces. Rosemary says this is called ticking. I like ticking.
We Had Fun!
Napping!
Sleeping Baby
Freckles/Ticking
Just Resting
Check out the back leg action of the sleeping siblings!
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Monday, June 29, 2009
Cats, Dogs and Last Week in the News
We are all reeling from the shocks and losses of last week, especially Bea, who loves Michael Jackson. Taylor votes for Janet Jackson's 'Rhythm Nation', which, if you haven't seen the video, you must watch on YouTube. It is so entertaining to watch such youth and beauty and great ligaments at work. There is such intensity in the work of Michael Jackson and Janet. I'm glad we still have Janet, who will be ok.
People have decried that Farrah Fawcett's death was overshadowed by MJ's and that she did not get her just due. But I think that FF's legacy was delivered before her death. She knew who she was and she put that in a documentary that helps others with cancer. She is a smart woman for having written her own legacy and for having left so much behind.
We are passing our little foster dog Neville along. Four animals in the house is too many, according to Peggy, who loves Neville very much. He is an exemplary companion pet, a "wash and wear dog", as Kathy says. Our house is not set up for so many animals and the impact on the house is too much. Bea will become a cat who gets to play outside a little more. She hangs out at the door leading onto our front deck, hoping that someone will make the mistake of opening it and letting her go at the birds, the squirrels, the bees, the flying saucers and whatever else would be fun.
Bea licked Taylor's ears last week and that's progress. Taylor appeared to like this although said, "That Bea is no Janet Jackson, that's for sure". But Bea got half of a vote there and that's a half more than 6 mos ago.
Jay is a beautiful little dog. He wakes up before Kathy and lies there in the crook of her arm, eyes wide open, just watching. He waits for Kathy's signal that the day has begun and he gets another day with Kathy. We all feel that way.
People have decried that Farrah Fawcett's death was overshadowed by MJ's and that she did not get her just due. But I think that FF's legacy was delivered before her death. She knew who she was and she put that in a documentary that helps others with cancer. She is a smart woman for having written her own legacy and for having left so much behind.
We are passing our little foster dog Neville along. Four animals in the house is too many, according to Peggy, who loves Neville very much. He is an exemplary companion pet, a "wash and wear dog", as Kathy says. Our house is not set up for so many animals and the impact on the house is too much. Bea will become a cat who gets to play outside a little more. She hangs out at the door leading onto our front deck, hoping that someone will make the mistake of opening it and letting her go at the birds, the squirrels, the bees, the flying saucers and whatever else would be fun.
Bea licked Taylor's ears last week and that's progress. Taylor appeared to like this although said, "That Bea is no Janet Jackson, that's for sure". But Bea got half of a vote there and that's a half more than 6 mos ago.
Jay is a beautiful little dog. He wakes up before Kathy and lies there in the crook of her arm, eyes wide open, just watching. He waits for Kathy's signal that the day has begun and he gets another day with Kathy. We all feel that way.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Great Dogs and Cats
The pets are enjoying the better weather, although Jay was skitterish about the potty area because of the dried plants that were being stored there. It had become a phobia for him. We have moved the plants and he is a little more comfortable.
Both iggies now sport belly bands which discourage them from any random house accidents. We tell them that they are going "treat potty", meaning that the belly bands come off, we put treats in our pockets, and they run outside. If they go potty, they get a treat. We have a bell for them to ring, too, and we're working on "bell potty", which would be bell, potty, then treats. Who wouldn't respond happily to that? Former foster iggy Blaze, who has a wonderful home and is a happy little fellow, is now trained to his bell so there's a lot to live up to. Blaze in fact rings the bell and his "owner" lets him out.
The kitties are fine. Bea now gets combed after her play session. Taylor was mortified to learn that there is a cat grooming business a few minutes from her house. Of course we would never take Taylor there, but she cannot understand why any self-respecting cat, let alone the most senior cat in the house, would allow herself to be taken out for grooming. There's no need for it, she says. And no one is going to handle her.
The yard is splendid, with green grass growing in the back and the mud flats merely a memory. The deck looks lovely. It is better to be out there than watching television news inside. We talk about the need to be creative and thrifty since we've been hit by the economic downturn. We are a good strong household and can weather this, although it is difficult for the dogs because they have to hear a lot of complaining and they did not get the most expensive bell in the store for bell potty. We are all having to cut back, we tell them, and they look blankly at us then nibble on the edges of their belly bands.
This is Peggy writing: Many years ago, I took my grandmother to the cemetery on Memorial Day to see my mother's grave for the first time. About a half mile from the cemetery, I looked over at my grandmother, who was wiping tears from her eyes. It must be the hardest thing to visit your child's grave. My grandmother and mother had been so close. After we got used to the cemetery, we walked around the cemetery, both of us being such walkers. My grandmother told me that Memorial Day was called "Decoration Day" way back when and the families would spend the day at the cemetery, decorating the gravesites and eating picnic lunches there. Cemeteries must have been less spooky places then since they were the sites of get-togethers. I might visit the cemetery this weekend and see my mother's and brother's gravesites, which are close together. And, of course, I'd visit my grandmother's grave, which is a few yards away.
Both iggies now sport belly bands which discourage them from any random house accidents. We tell them that they are going "treat potty", meaning that the belly bands come off, we put treats in our pockets, and they run outside. If they go potty, they get a treat. We have a bell for them to ring, too, and we're working on "bell potty", which would be bell, potty, then treats. Who wouldn't respond happily to that? Former foster iggy Blaze, who has a wonderful home and is a happy little fellow, is now trained to his bell so there's a lot to live up to. Blaze in fact rings the bell and his "owner" lets him out.
The kitties are fine. Bea now gets combed after her play session. Taylor was mortified to learn that there is a cat grooming business a few minutes from her house. Of course we would never take Taylor there, but she cannot understand why any self-respecting cat, let alone the most senior cat in the house, would allow herself to be taken out for grooming. There's no need for it, she says. And no one is going to handle her.
The yard is splendid, with green grass growing in the back and the mud flats merely a memory. The deck looks lovely. It is better to be out there than watching television news inside. We talk about the need to be creative and thrifty since we've been hit by the economic downturn. We are a good strong household and can weather this, although it is difficult for the dogs because they have to hear a lot of complaining and they did not get the most expensive bell in the store for bell potty. We are all having to cut back, we tell them, and they look blankly at us then nibble on the edges of their belly bands.
This is Peggy writing: Many years ago, I took my grandmother to the cemetery on Memorial Day to see my mother's grave for the first time. About a half mile from the cemetery, I looked over at my grandmother, who was wiping tears from her eyes. It must be the hardest thing to visit your child's grave. My grandmother and mother had been so close. After we got used to the cemetery, we walked around the cemetery, both of us being such walkers. My grandmother told me that Memorial Day was called "Decoration Day" way back when and the families would spend the day at the cemetery, decorating the gravesites and eating picnic lunches there. Cemeteries must have been less spooky places then since they were the sites of get-togethers. I might visit the cemetery this weekend and see my mother's and brother's gravesites, which are close together. And, of course, I'd visit my grandmother's grave, which is a few yards away.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Yard Update
Yesterday, the crew came, removed 6" of "top soil" (which, in our case, is another word for "clay"). They replaced the clay with 6" of new topsoil, then laid the sod. The work was done under the watchful eyes of JayJ & Nevi. They spent half their day on the deck peering into their yard in anticipation of getting to sun on the lawn. I understand we're shopping for chaise lounges next weekend!
Saturday, May 9, 2009
The pets, the book, the shopping
Taylor Mae, our 11 year old cat (birthday this past week) is very happy with her new Tiki food, so much so that she sits by Kathy's head while Kathy sleeps. That's Taylor's way of saying, "Yum". Taylor is not afraid of the dogs any longer and they don't bother her. If you want someone who is a little standoffish to love you, serve them a plate of Tiki cat food and see what happens.
Bea plays with the string on a wand every night at 8:15. She is an extremely agile kitty who can fly when need be and is not hampered by the chubbiness that visitors comment on. She insists that she is simply "big boned".
JayJ is an angel and an extremely handsome dog. He absolutely adores Kathy and is nothing without her. He becomes despondent when she is not around, but then who doesn't? He is a popular dog among the iggy set and he likes them, too. He is indeed a little gentleman.
Neville and Peggy are in there with each other. Neville now jumps up on Peggy's lap and falls asleep. Neville has become more confident over the past couple of weeks and shakes less. He barks and growls at JayJ, who pays him back by stealing his bone from his kennel. When JayJ does that, Peggy gives Neville some yummy gluten-free Gorilla Munchable cereal and Neville doesn't even have to do a trick to get a few pieces of cereal. Actually, we have not stumbled upon a trick that little Neville can do.
Peggy's editor says she has to turn her book over to her in 36 hours and simply leave it alone now that it is "near perfect". Peggy thinks about her book all of the time and feels pretty good about having fulfilled the 40 year dream of writing it. It is a wish fulfilled. From Peggy: "It posed a few of the questions I had about poverty and answered a huge question that I have about life in general. After the editor cleans it up, I will look for a literary agent and see if the book can be published. It can take a year or so to find a literary agent so I will concentrate on other things rather than re-writing. Things like...well...writing a second book."
Kathy and Peggy nervously thank those of you who followed the Backyard Project to completion. The landscaping crew laid sod this afternoon after a couple of weekends of placing drywells and related duties. It looks great out there and the household is jazzed about having a nice looking backyard again. Tomorrow the household drinks coffee on the deck, re-instituting a weekend tradition.
Kathy and Peggy have a warm-weather vacation coming up and are assessing their wardrobes. The television show "What Not To Wear" says that walking shorts are a good alternative to crop pants. You know how Peggy feels about crop pants (she is undone by them). Incomes being what they are (not), a trip to Penneys to check out the Charter Club line is in order. Just generally, items of clothing have come down in price by about $20 per item, so there may be a bargain in store, although you can be sure it will not be a crop pant, especially one in a fruity color.
Bea plays with the string on a wand every night at 8:15. She is an extremely agile kitty who can fly when need be and is not hampered by the chubbiness that visitors comment on. She insists that she is simply "big boned".
JayJ is an angel and an extremely handsome dog. He absolutely adores Kathy and is nothing without her. He becomes despondent when she is not around, but then who doesn't? He is a popular dog among the iggy set and he likes them, too. He is indeed a little gentleman.
Neville and Peggy are in there with each other. Neville now jumps up on Peggy's lap and falls asleep. Neville has become more confident over the past couple of weeks and shakes less. He barks and growls at JayJ, who pays him back by stealing his bone from his kennel. When JayJ does that, Peggy gives Neville some yummy gluten-free Gorilla Munchable cereal and Neville doesn't even have to do a trick to get a few pieces of cereal. Actually, we have not stumbled upon a trick that little Neville can do.
Peggy's editor says she has to turn her book over to her in 36 hours and simply leave it alone now that it is "near perfect". Peggy thinks about her book all of the time and feels pretty good about having fulfilled the 40 year dream of writing it. It is a wish fulfilled. From Peggy: "It posed a few of the questions I had about poverty and answered a huge question that I have about life in general. After the editor cleans it up, I will look for a literary agent and see if the book can be published. It can take a year or so to find a literary agent so I will concentrate on other things rather than re-writing. Things like...well...writing a second book."
Kathy and Peggy nervously thank those of you who followed the Backyard Project to completion. The landscaping crew laid sod this afternoon after a couple of weekends of placing drywells and related duties. It looks great out there and the household is jazzed about having a nice looking backyard again. Tomorrow the household drinks coffee on the deck, re-instituting a weekend tradition.
Kathy and Peggy have a warm-weather vacation coming up and are assessing their wardrobes. The television show "What Not To Wear" says that walking shorts are a good alternative to crop pants. You know how Peggy feels about crop pants (she is undone by them). Incomes being what they are (not), a trip to Penneys to check out the Charter Club line is in order. Just generally, items of clothing have come down in price by about $20 per item, so there may be a bargain in store, although you can be sure it will not be a crop pant, especially one in a fruity color.
Friday, May 8, 2009
The kids weigh in
I forgot to mention that JayJ and Neville carefully supervised last weekend's project and are ready for the landscapers tomorrow. They don't really walk in the mud, though, but JayJ says I can carry them through the muck so they are able to complete their inspections. Great!
EDIBLE???
GET TO WORK YOU GUYS! Nevi Supervises "Da Wurk"
WAIT WAIT! THERE'S A CRUMB . . .!
EDIBLE???
GET TO WORK YOU GUYS! Nevi Supervises "Da Wurk"
WAIT WAIT! THERE'S A CRUMB . . .!
Muddy
The first 2 photos show our yard last October after the wall was constructed, new drainage system in place, trees and plants moved, and new sod installed. By Christmas the lawn had drown. Hey guys, what's up with the water standing on the lawn? Thank god for Michael! He came to our rescue last weekend, waded through the mud and installed drywells. Ah, I like that idea.
Tomorrow (Saturday), the landscapers return to repair the damage done by the water. Took some persuasion to get them to cop to their mistake, but they finally did. Here's hoping tomorrow will bring a better result than last go-around.
Tomorrow (Saturday), the landscapers return to repair the damage done by the water. Took some persuasion to get them to cop to their mistake, but they finally did. Here's hoping tomorrow will bring a better result than last go-around.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Saturday with the gang
Taylor and Bea are extremely pleased with their new Tiki food to the point where Taylor, who can be a little standoffish, grooms Kathy at night. It is better food and tastes extra yummy. Taylor is much more relaxed with the iggies and now gets up on the bed when they are there. Jay has let go of his intense interest in Taylor, which is a good plan.
Neville is a lovely little iggy. He is Jay's littermate and looks a little like Jay, although is much smaller. He is a quiet little dog, very watchful. He does get a kick out of riling up Jay every couple of days or so, growling and mild snapping. Neville is the opposite of former foster dog Blaze, who we see often and who has a big personality.
Jay continues to be the finest dog, caring for Kathy, playing with Bea, and as mentioned, ignoring Taylor. He thinks Neville is o.k. as long as he keeps his place.
We are all excited about our backyard project, which continues on and on. Today Michael is coming and with the help of two other people and Kathy, will sink drywells. We hope someday to have an actual backyard, one that is not a swamp.
We are all also excited about Peggy's book, which a few people and their dogs are now reading. Peggy will start looking for a literary agent one of these days. The story is about poverty, the kind you don't necessarily see because it is tucked away in another neighborhood. It is also about how to think of someone who disappears.
That's it from us. We have a very active day ahead, so onward!
Neville is a lovely little iggy. He is Jay's littermate and looks a little like Jay, although is much smaller. He is a quiet little dog, very watchful. He does get a kick out of riling up Jay every couple of days or so, growling and mild snapping. Neville is the opposite of former foster dog Blaze, who we see often and who has a big personality.
Jay continues to be the finest dog, caring for Kathy, playing with Bea, and as mentioned, ignoring Taylor. He thinks Neville is o.k. as long as he keeps his place.
We are all excited about our backyard project, which continues on and on. Today Michael is coming and with the help of two other people and Kathy, will sink drywells. We hope someday to have an actual backyard, one that is not a swamp.
We are all also excited about Peggy's book, which a few people and their dogs are now reading. Peggy will start looking for a literary agent one of these days. The story is about poverty, the kind you don't necessarily see because it is tucked away in another neighborhood. It is also about how to think of someone who disappears.
That's it from us. We have a very active day ahead, so onward!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Wonder Dog
Jay's second or third nap of the day is progressing well. He is a flat puppy in a snuggle sack, resting up so that he can be an energetic companion pet to Kathy who is going on a home visit today. They will visit iggy-hopeful people in Poulsbo, so Jay gets to ride on the ferry and make sure that things are going well with the ferry system. We await his report.
It's been a difficult couple of weeks in the Iggy Nation. We lost a normally healthy iggy who died suddenly on the way to the vet. And then a puppy mill rescue was found and she has mouth abcesses and was in a lot of pain when picked up. A vet has worked in her teeth and mouth and eventually her jaw, which was corroded. Vets are the unsung heroes of the world. Anyway, the little gal is feeling better and ready to get on with a life without pregnancy. We will be watching this young dog carefully.
I have designed a program for myself filled with physical therapy because I want to become an agility dog. As everyone knows, I spent some time in agility dog rehab this winter. I liked the outcome but without working at it, I will lose what I gained. I am working on balance and eye tracking today and have been all week. I am so inspired by the book The Brain That Changes Itself. I have heard so many times of people who want to play the piano but can't because they are missing limbs. They solve the problem by learning to play the piano with their toes. I never really understood that but I do now. They may be playing the piano with their toes, but their toes are playing the piano with their brains. Await your invitation to the concert!
Kathy has taken on the backyard project again and we are likely to end up with a pretty decent backyard. Right before the Crash in September, we put a lot of money into fixing the swampy backyard but the fix did not work. So we're going at it again. The group that worked on the backyard will come back and try another solution.
I am working with a great group of people on a temporary job and looking for a permanent position. The people are funny and friendly. The physical space of the project is delightful and big, something you don't find much anymore. The light pours in and the boats go by.
My book needs one more edit, which will happen in May. But for the most part, it's a book and I'm not doing much more with it except looking for a publisher. I started writing it two years ago. I probably wrote it 4 times, looking for the voice and point of view. I started with a location and a person and kept it going from there. It is very difficult to find a publisher if you've never published before, but how can it be anymore difficult than writing a novel when you've never written one before?
It's been a difficult couple of weeks in the Iggy Nation. We lost a normally healthy iggy who died suddenly on the way to the vet. And then a puppy mill rescue was found and she has mouth abcesses and was in a lot of pain when picked up. A vet has worked in her teeth and mouth and eventually her jaw, which was corroded. Vets are the unsung heroes of the world. Anyway, the little gal is feeling better and ready to get on with a life without pregnancy. We will be watching this young dog carefully.
I have designed a program for myself filled with physical therapy because I want to become an agility dog. As everyone knows, I spent some time in agility dog rehab this winter. I liked the outcome but without working at it, I will lose what I gained. I am working on balance and eye tracking today and have been all week. I am so inspired by the book The Brain That Changes Itself. I have heard so many times of people who want to play the piano but can't because they are missing limbs. They solve the problem by learning to play the piano with their toes. I never really understood that but I do now. They may be playing the piano with their toes, but their toes are playing the piano with their brains. Await your invitation to the concert!
Kathy has taken on the backyard project again and we are likely to end up with a pretty decent backyard. Right before the Crash in September, we put a lot of money into fixing the swampy backyard but the fix did not work. So we're going at it again. The group that worked on the backyard will come back and try another solution.
I am working with a great group of people on a temporary job and looking for a permanent position. The people are funny and friendly. The physical space of the project is delightful and big, something you don't find much anymore. The light pours in and the boats go by.
My book needs one more edit, which will happen in May. But for the most part, it's a book and I'm not doing much more with it except looking for a publisher. I started writing it two years ago. I probably wrote it 4 times, looking for the voice and point of view. I started with a location and a person and kept it going from there. It is very difficult to find a publisher if you've never published before, but how can it be anymore difficult than writing a novel when you've never written one before?
Friday, January 9, 2009
Looking for Blaze's Forever Home
It has come time to look for a forever home for Blaze, the President of the Blaze Nation. He is such a funny and confident dog. Whereas JayJ is a little gentleman, Blaze is not, yet. He will be someday but he is simply too young to bother with manners when there is so much chaos to bring to bear and there's little Bea, a kitten to run after. We will miss Blaze more than we can say or imagine, but he has had his neutering surgery and is ready to go on Petfinders.
Peggy is listening to The Scarlet Letter on audiobooks and we think Blaze will be relieved to be freed from that horribleness. Peggy is tempted to be free of it, too, by accidently deleting it forever from her computer. It was written at a time when women were made to feel ashamed for all of the wrong things, just like today.
Blaze never knew the horror of the backyard, where we spent much money on fixing the water problem and only made it worse. The snow and rain exacerbated the problem and we now have a cold and muddy swimming pool there, surrounded by flattened plants. We'll work on it again in the spring, which can't come too soon. We quickly usher the dogs to the side of the house so that they won't see the backyard and become depressed.
Peggy's book is written and is with an editor. She's making edits as Marsha makes suggestions and will try to get the book published.
Kathy keeps the dogs and household under control. She is not writing a book but she probably could if she wanted to.
Peggy is listening to The Scarlet Letter on audiobooks and we think Blaze will be relieved to be freed from that horribleness. Peggy is tempted to be free of it, too, by accidently deleting it forever from her computer. It was written at a time when women were made to feel ashamed for all of the wrong things, just like today.
Blaze never knew the horror of the backyard, where we spent much money on fixing the water problem and only made it worse. The snow and rain exacerbated the problem and we now have a cold and muddy swimming pool there, surrounded by flattened plants. We'll work on it again in the spring, which can't come too soon. We quickly usher the dogs to the side of the house so that they won't see the backyard and become depressed.
Peggy's book is written and is with an editor. She's making edits as Marsha makes suggestions and will try to get the book published.
Kathy keeps the dogs and household under control. She is not writing a book but she probably could if she wanted to.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Cold Doggies
JayJ and Blaze are protesting the cold outside. How can they be expected to go out in the snow, not to mention that it is ugly outside, with all of the former snow and road dirt, etc. JayJ calls Shoreline "America's Ugliest Winter Wonderland."
The boys went to the dog park today and barked like crazy, running to and fro, easy to recognize in their little coats. They were so happy to get outside so that they could organize all of the other quiet dogs.
Bea just had a sneezing fit. Peggy plays with her every night at 8:15; at 8:13 Bea shows up wherever Peggy is and stares. Bea is extremely good at catching the little red plastic bird that flies through the room.
Taylor can't believe that another year has gone by. She was not in favor of 2008 because that's when she lost her very best friend, B.C. Bea is not any kind of replacement for B.C., but they do have somewhat of a relationship now, what with the hissing and swatting every night.
Kathy continues to be the favorite person of all of the animals. They adore her and do what she says and can read her mind now.
We will take Blaze in for his neutering surgery this coming week and then we look for a home for this funny little guy. He is growing up and calming down but is still very much a puppy. We would like to find a home where he has outside space to run and probably a home with another dog available for nonsense play. Somebody is going to get a fun dog who is loyal and was trained by Mr. JayJ.
Peggy continues her writing project. The book is finished and with an editor. Peggy is very surprised.
The boys went to the dog park today and barked like crazy, running to and fro, easy to recognize in their little coats. They were so happy to get outside so that they could organize all of the other quiet dogs.
Bea just had a sneezing fit. Peggy plays with her every night at 8:15; at 8:13 Bea shows up wherever Peggy is and stares. Bea is extremely good at catching the little red plastic bird that flies through the room.
Taylor can't believe that another year has gone by. She was not in favor of 2008 because that's when she lost her very best friend, B.C. Bea is not any kind of replacement for B.C., but they do have somewhat of a relationship now, what with the hissing and swatting every night.
Kathy continues to be the favorite person of all of the animals. They adore her and do what she says and can read her mind now.
We will take Blaze in for his neutering surgery this coming week and then we look for a home for this funny little guy. He is growing up and calming down but is still very much a puppy. We would like to find a home where he has outside space to run and probably a home with another dog available for nonsense play. Somebody is going to get a fun dog who is loyal and was trained by Mr. JayJ.
Peggy continues her writing project. The book is finished and with an editor. Peggy is very surprised.
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