February 13, 2014
I just saw my two favorite veterinarians, Derek and Nancy of Tenney Fritz & Combs, on tonight's NH Chronicle feature of Monadnock Oil and Vinegar Company. They were tasting different flavors of olive oil. Nothing exciting, but it was cool to unexpectedly see them in a setting other than their vet clinic!
November 03, 2013
Getting Ready for Prince
All of the houses I looked at, none of them had a fenced in area - which is neccessary for keeping Prince. I certainly don't want to take him for a walk at 3AM, especially when it is -13 outside. So I have been keeping an eye on Craig's List.
Early last week I found what I was looking for, a young man had 8 - 10' x 6' panels of chain link fencing for sale. They had never been used and he was selling them for less than I could get them at a home improvement store. I offered him $50 less than the asking price and he jumped at it (should have offered even less I guess).
I asked WS if he could get a company truck and pick them up for me as they were in a town about 30 miles away. He agreed and we met at the seller's house on Tuesday to pick up the panels.
So I got the 80' of fencing before I knew that I had a house to attach it to. It should work well going off the corners of the backside of my house. Things have been falling into place pretty well the last couple of weeks (knock on wood). Now all I need is the hardware to fasten the panels together - and to close on the house.
July 27, 2013
Yeah, this blog is going down the crapper.
Today we had to put Missy (Mischief) down. She was a "used" dog when we acquired her in late September of 2001. She immediately bonded with Sampson as his protector against Princes rambuntiousness and became friendly rivals with Prince. she was a dog eager to please, alway happy (unless she thought you were displeased with her), and fearfull of so many things. Hoses were scary, new people, or even people she didn't see often created a submissive response. all of her neuroses were obtained from her former owner. It took years, but she blossomed.
She wasn't an overly confident dog, but eventually we didn't have to have her greet people on the deck so she didn't mess up the house. She was a great girl and I will miss her sunny disposition.
It has been a hard 4 weeks - an aunt and two pets have died. And husband is lost. My family is shrinking too fast. It was an honor to help Missy find some confidence and lots of joy. As tribute, here is my favorite photo of her.
July 14, 2013
We have had a tame rabbit visiting us in the early mornings. We usually scare him off when someone has been leaving for work - as the sky is lightening. We don't know whos rabbit it is, but have informed the neighbors in case they knwo who it belongs to. It could be one of the country "drop offs", where someone who can no longer care for the animal drops it off hoping it makes its own way in the world (or someone takes care of it). Or it could be an excapee who, like others before it, somehow makes a beline for our house.
Friday when I rode into the yard to get the bike to the shed, I was starteled to see the rabbit on the rock in front of the steps to the porch. I was evidently interupting its sunning, and it took off to behind the steps. I figured it would be gone by the time I got the bike turned around and backed up to the shed, removed all my stuff from my saddlebags, and made my way to the front door. I figured wrong.
The rabbit had already recommenced his sunning, and rolling on the rock. Fuzzy had come running from the back yard, and followed me thru the gate only to get an eyefull.
As I got to the steps, I found Tory waiting - and he was just plain unconcerned, which was kind of strange because usually he doesn't react well to new situations or animals invading his yard.In the picture it looks like his back is arched - but he was just rubbing the post waiting for me to let him in.
The rabbit had hidden behind the rocker when I got too close. I opened the door and expected Fuzzy to run right in (it was, after all canned food time, and Fuzzy just doesn't miss that), but found he had decided to confront this interloper - or perhaps it was a large dinner just waiting to happen.
Instead of being scared and acting like prey, the rabbit came out and stared at Fuzzy. That was too much for the cat, so he decided he had to go sniff it.
Since it didn't smell like cat (so Fuzzy was unconcerned about his territory), and it didn't act like prey, Fuzzy was just plain dumfounded as to what his response should be. Then the rabbit decided it would be fun to run laps around Fuzzy.
This seemed to concern him and after about 30 seconds of that, Fuzzy decided the canned food was definitely calling his name.
Haven't seen the rabbit since then, but I'm sure he'll be back.
June 22, 2013
12/28/1997 to 6/17/2013
He is sorely missed by both me and WS.
April 21, 2013
The other night I came into the living room from the kitchen, and saw a sight that I need to get a picture of; Missy and Prince laying down, facing the dining room with Tory sitting between them, looking the same way.
I got the camera off the microwave (don't ask me why it is kept there, but there it has resided for several years). and was just in time . . .
. . . to get a shot that looked nothing like what was happening only 10 seconds before. Not a single animal had stayed - in fact Prince had done a lot of moving (standing up, then turning around). Missy had started to get up, and Tory obviously got bored and started to wander off.
Pretty much par for the course around here - getting a good picture is left for flowers and greenhouses.
March 02, 2013
Instead of Content - Pics
January 27, 2013
Tory In A Box
A picture I often can't get because Tory usually gets in and out rather quickly - one of the other cats will notice and stare him out of the box (no, "stare" is not a typo).
Shadow noticed Tory shortly after the picture was taken, and decided he wasn't going to allow such indulgence on Tory's part. So, he walked right up to the box and the staring began . . .
January 20, 2013
Snowballs Be Gone
Missy and I must give thanks to Scary Yankee Chick for her reccommendation last year of Musher's Secret. It is a balm rubbed into dogs' pads and hair between the pads, that keeps the snow from balling up. Missy has been snowball-free this season (except the feathers on her legs) and she no longer hobbles around from snow packing up on her feet.
I also put some on Prince's pads. He has never had a problem with snowballs forming, but he would feel left out if I gave attention to Missy and not to him. So although he doesn't get so much use out of the balm, he thanks SYC too for the attention he gets.
December 29, 2012
Packing it In
Fuzzy took it seriously that the box containing the Omaha Steaks delivery was his - he sleeps in it regularly now.