Where my dog is crazy

This was today’s lunch. It’s hummus on toast with slices of every veggie I could find in the fridge. I had beets, tomatoes, peppers and cucumbers…

Then, River comes over begging for a bit of cucumber. I tried to explain to him that he’s a carnivore, I tried bribing him with another more doggie-friendly treat but there was no reasoning with his fluffiness. It had to be cucumber and it had to be now.

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I never thought of my dogs as mental giants, but shouldn’t they know what to eat? How do I instill a healthy dislike for vegetables in them?

A new hope

I love trees. The bigger and greener, the better. One of the best aspects of living in the country is being surrounded by them and seeing them everywhere you look. I find them so peaceful and beautiful.

I was born in Europe and, even though I didn’t know any different, I remember mourning the sad little trees that they have there. They’re these tiny things barely alive in a jungle of concrete. It’s so sad.

Then we arrived in Canada and I was in heaven. The trees here are majestic, massive things that reach up to the sky and fill the landscape. Wild and powerful, they’re everywhere you look. And the maples are some of the most amazing of them all.

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Maybe I was a squirrel in a past life. Who knows.

Now a couple of days ago we had to cut down one of our trees because it was dying. It was sad to see it go. When it was cut, I counted the rings on it and found it was around 50 years old.

It’s sad that it died. So I was delighted when my hubby agreed to plant another. 

It’s a maple.

It’s not that old, just about 5, so it’s just a baby. But I’m so happy with it. We can see it from the house and it’s just beautiful.

I’ve named it Hope.

I know what you’re thinking.

An unwanted guest

I’ve always wanted our home to be welcoming. I like to think our guests find the place pleasant. The only problem with this plan is when the guests are…unwanted.

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The last couple of nights, we’ve left our windows open and it seems there is a local little guy who finds our home particularly attractive. He or she keeps coming back causing nasal nightmares.

Now, before I go any further, please note that I have nothing against skunks. They are lovely creatures and deserve every good thing that comes their way. They’re also adorably cute when little.

Still, there’s no denying their smell can make your hair curl.

Most people seem to know to stay away but, in a display of incredible intelligence, most dogs, seem unable to comprehend the consequences of bothering said animal.

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I fear what might happen if mine meet this unwanted guest….

Quick! Happy thoughts!

Awww!!! That’s better.

A tale of two dog beds

Once upon a time there were two dog owners who were…well, a little nuts. They meant well, in their crazy little minds, but they were two raisins short of a fruit cake. So, when they went out to get their dogs new beds, they…well, they lost what little sanity they had left.

First, they already had two dogs beds. But they were old and getting lumpy, so they had to go.

Then they got two new dog beds.

Since their dogs weren’t too keen on them. Our two little loonie birds decided higher quality was needed and the beds went back to the store.

They got new, orthopaedic beds made with special foam. It seemed that since the dogs spent all day doing absolutely nothing, they needed to rest in special comfort at night.

Since, these were greeted with delight by the doggies, our two heroes finally could put their quest to rest.

Feel free to roll your eyes and shake your heads in exasperation now.

 

If we were having coffee

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If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that this morning was glorious. I sat on the deck watching my two dogs sniffing every corner of the yard and chasing one bird that was obviously up to no good and loved every minute. It was not too hot, it was sunny and there was the promise of more days like this to come.

If we were having coffee, I’d tel you that I discovered a little bump on River and we were at the vet’s almost immediately that same day. Turns out, it was a hair cell that has grown too large and not a deadly form of cancer as I feared. The vet patiently explained it all to us while my hubby rolled his eyes.

Finally, I’d wish you a Happy Father’s Day.

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Tip of the day

When you’re cooking a wonderful, super-healthy chickpea salad, check to make sure the vegan mayo is not… past its due date.

Looks wonderful, doesn’t it? My stomach told me it wasn’t not long after I finished eating it.

A gift from my hubby

My hubby just gave me a gift for my birthday. Never mind the fact that my birthday was months ago, the issue is the gift.

This is now on our wall. It’s a vacuum. A vacuum for my birthday.

Well, I wanted to get upset and rant and rave. But…

love it.

This vacuum is incredible. It changes cleaning from a dreaded chore to a fun activity.

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With it, I can suck away all those doggie hairs, dust, dirt particles and it even cleans the air in the house!!

There’s a part of me, the liberated-woman inside, who gets upset about getting a vacuum as a gift. But there’s another part that simply doesn’t care what it might mean or symbolize for gender equality. The thing is amazing!

 

If we were having coffee

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you my dogs killed another rabbit. This happened because a rabbit snuck into our fenced backyard and my two pooches were on it before it could get out. Thankfully, I didn’t see said incident. But the horrors of it still linger in my mind. I wish I could have helped that little bunny.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that, Canada being Canada, it’s now boiling hot outside. We truly go from boots to sandals. You either freeze or boil here. Still, it’s such a lovely change from the dark, freezing nights of winter that no one is complaining.

Except the akitas. They’d love nothing more than perpetual winter.

If we were having coffee, I’d ask you how your week went. How was work? How was home? Mine was crazy busy. It seems that, as the temperature increases, so does the workload…or maybe it’s my need for perfectionism. I have to admit, I tend to fuss at things until they’re just so.

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Good news and bad news

We finally have power. It’s a beautiful thing and it comes along with wonderful gifts such as hot showers, internet and TV.

On the other hand, our dishwasher seemed to find the lack of electricity too much to bear and it died. Now, our dishes are cleaned a la hand. We have insurance for just such an event but the reaction time of the repair person might be eons. Or longer.

 

Where we have no power

We had the winds of all winds yesterday night and, as a result, we have no power today. No power means no showers (the water is drawn from the well via a pump that requires electricity), no phone, no TV, no cable and, worse of all, no internet.

So, how am I posting? Well, we escaped our hydro-less house this morning and sought refuge at the nearest coffee house. Yes, I’m drinking coffee right now.

Yes, it’s delicious.

No, I’m not happy.

One look at the hydro website confirmed my worst fears. We aren’t going to have power until tomorrow night…at the earliest. Odds are, we won’t be able to blow dry our hair until well into next week.

Sure, they all like to point their fingers at the winds that blew but I have a suspicion about what really happened to our power.

In the interim, we’ll light candles and try to see if we can read a book or two by candle light. Wish us luck!