Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Each night Case and Stella vy for territory in front of the fireplace furnace, and it's always first come, first serve. Tonight, advantage went to the girl. Tomorrow, we might hear a tell-tale thud, followed by Casey in a pole position. Never a complaint, never a tussle. We could probably learn a thing or two about peace, love and understanding from these kids.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
I know, I know. We shouldn't be letting Casey clean out the rice cooker pan. But this is a past-precedence issue and now the kid is hooked on steamed rice residue. So how can we refuse when starts pulling all the stops for a lick. Just don't look.
Sorry for the smart phone photo, but if I'd made a grab for the camera on the other side of the room our light sleeper, awashed in Christmas tree glimmer, would have headed down the hall to his kennel for the night.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
The word's out on this this kinchy new place so we thought we'd be waiting for awhile for one of the half dozen tables - not today. The carb gods were smiling down on us, but it would have been worth the wait anyway.
My pancakes and Victoria's veggie skillet were memorable, making side trips to saugage, hash and poutine inevitable, before moving on to the lunch menu in the near future.
OK...not really, but the lunch menu for sure.
On top of everything the owners were Border Collie people, as reflected in the decor. Casey even scored a piece of bacon at the door before we left, so he's a fan for sure.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
That "Hmm...where do I start?" look. If you want to quickly get Casey's attention, just mention that we should go buy some dog food. The magic words, "dog food", really. And getting to go into a dog-friendly pet store, a veritable sniff-fest - now you're talking.
And turning on the charm at checkout for a treat...child's play. Afterall, what are counters for anyway.
Three days of almost continuous rain let up for a couple of hours this afternoon, so we hustled out of the house to let the kid air it out on a trail. Oh, it was windy and cold all right, but our house-bound charge wasn't complaining a bit.
It has always amazed us at how accommodating Casey can be for a sheepdog breed known for its high-energy - check - and quick mind - check. Obviously he was keenly aware in almost no time that he rates on the high end as a member of a family, which leads to fellowship, structure, love...and never having to work in the rain.
Just simply wait it out.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Sunday, November 18, 2012
After a day in Seattle we had to hustle home to Bellingham for our granddaughter Kaya's 7th birthday party. And what's more we had the awesome responsibility of picking up and delivering a Borracchini's chocolate raspberry cake to a festive gathering of more than a dozen of Kaya's friends at the Bellingham YMCA's party room.
Unfortunately, Case, our life of the party had to wait in the car.
Somehow though I can't help but think we did him a favor.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
There was time enough today to get in a hike before it was time to pick up the grandkids after school. But, god forbid, there's ever a dog following anywhere closer than 500 yards...Casey just has to keep an eye on the it until it's no longer a factor. Forget the aerobic benefits until this distraction is totally evaluated. You just can't be too careful.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
I remember reciting it in elementary school, before having a clue how beautifully it would capture moments and visuals like these.
By the way, forecasters predict that the fog will dissipate by noon today, with almost clear conditions until nightfall.
So what does that mean...really? Blue skies maybe by one or two o'clock. And then the sun will be shining everywhere - oh so briefly.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Not exactly a traditional breakfast but there's no accounting for taste, at least for these blacktail deer. It's slim pickings this time of year but these guys seem to make the rounds of the cul de sac two or three times a week, fading into the tree line way before we're done gawking.
Tonight our guy, a normally restless sleeper, has managed to become "one with the easy chair," melting into the cushion. No dream wimpers, no happy feet, just a simple surrender to restorative rest. It doesn't seem right to have to wake him for bed.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Today certainly lived up to November expectations. A dry, brittle cold, the price Bellinghamsters pay for an infrequent cloudless, electric blue sky, turned out to be a draw for anyone willing to break out more fleece and dust off the winter wear. If the forecasts weren't calling for warmer weather and rainshowers next week, our favorite "greenbelt" - vacant lot really - would appear to be prepped for the first snowfall. Give it time.
Friday, November 9, 2012
On a walk downhill to our espresso stand, we paused to get photos of the closest thing to a farm the southside can claim. A year ago, not so much. Then it was a tiny house, needing a lot of work, on an oversized yard. Now, right here in the middle of a residential block, is a mini working animal farm - stocked with a half dozen goats, guinea pigs, ducks and geese, hens and roosters. Not your average renovation, but looking entirely "up to code" and sustainable.
We didn't hang around, but before moving on, the livestock seemed to be just as fascinated by us as we were of them while we stood and gawked. One goat in particular latching on to Casey, acting like this could have been the beginning of a beautiful frendship...after some cautious sniffs.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
This time of year it seems so futile to rake leaves. Breaking out the rakes while negotiating bands of showers becomes a neighborhood art form, if not a rite of autumn.
And shedding alders, poplars, cherry trees, broadleaves and maples never seem to dampen Casey's enthusiasm for just one...more...toss, even ankle-deep in wet flora litter.