Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Merry Christmas!
From Ashke...
...and Rowan
...and Chandler
Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
...and Rowan
Busy with this catnip...
...and Chandler
This is Rudy. He squeaks really well.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Charter member of the ES polar bear club?
On Thursday my Doctor finally said that the pneumonia had been cleared from my lungs. I could go back to working full time and doing all my other normal activities. I was very happy.
Today was a clear day with good weather. It was only thirty degrees out, but that is normal for winter in Connecticut. A warm coat and hat would take care of any difficulties. I decided it was time to take Chandler out on a hike, as we hadn't been out on the trails for over a month because of my illness.
I quickly discovered two things.
1. After a month of forced rest I was out of shape and could not walk as fast as I was used to.
2. My dog is crazy.
No, really. (On point #2) We got to the reservoir, and he does this:
I did mention it was 30 degrees outside, didn't I? A little thing like freezing weather will not stop my water dog. In that photo he is lying down in the water. To be fair, he didn't stay that way very long. In fact I think his hindquarters are already rising in that photo. However, he also waded in again when we got to the beach where I usually throw his buoy.
Of course, his fur then proceeded to freeze.
The problem with frozen fur is that leaves tend to stick to it. Chan's britches ended up covered in leaves. Things stuck in his fur bother him, so he kept stopping to try to pick leaves off his chest, leg feathers, and britches. Unfortunately every time he sat he gathered more, much to his annoyance.
The only remedy was to defrost him. I turned the heat up in the car for the drive home. I haven't looked in the back seat yet. It seems to me that he entered the car with more leaves than he exited with.
Today was a clear day with good weather. It was only thirty degrees out, but that is normal for winter in Connecticut. A warm coat and hat would take care of any difficulties. I decided it was time to take Chandler out on a hike, as we hadn't been out on the trails for over a month because of my illness.
I quickly discovered two things.
1. After a month of forced rest I was out of shape and could not walk as fast as I was used to.
2. My dog is crazy.
No, really. (On point #2) We got to the reservoir, and he does this:
Cold? Well, maybe the water is a tad bit brisk.
I did mention it was 30 degrees outside, didn't I? A little thing like freezing weather will not stop my water dog. In that photo he is lying down in the water. To be fair, he didn't stay that way very long. In fact I think his hindquarters are already rising in that photo. However, he also waded in again when we got to the beach where I usually throw his buoy.
Of course, his fur then proceeded to freeze.
This is my new look. Do you like it?
The problem with frozen fur is that leaves tend to stick to it. Chan's britches ended up covered in leaves. Things stuck in his fur bother him, so he kept stopping to try to pick leaves off his chest, leg feathers, and britches. Unfortunately every time he sat he gathered more, much to his annoyance.
Hey! This is not my best side.
Point that camera elsewhere!
Point that camera elsewhere!
The only remedy was to defrost him. I turned the heat up in the car for the drive home. I haven't looked in the back seat yet. It seems to me that he entered the car with more leaves than he exited with.
Denouement
Yes, I'm trying to catch up again.
Late in November, the town finally decided that there would be a townwide curbside brush removal to remove all the debris of downed limbs and trees caused by winter storm Alfred. The trucks didn't get to our little dead end until the second week of December. I'm not sure what I had been expecting, but it was not huge trucks with a crane attached.
The amount of debris they could pick up at one time impressive, and the crane operators were impressively skilled. They could twirl the branches around to snap them into smaller pieces, or precisely pick up a single small branch that had fallen out of the bundle.
Chandler was less than thrilled, however. He's never been a fan of big trucks, and these had a HIGHLY SUSPICIOUS crane attached.
I don't like it. Not at all.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Feline Friday- Work is fascinating...
...Rowan could watch it for hours.
A tree service hired by Connecticut Light and Power drove down the street earlier this week
They had a bucket truck that could reach up into the 100 foot tall oaks and were trimming off all the cracked limbs that were still dangling and at risk of hitting the power lines if they fell.
A tree service hired by Connecticut Light and Power drove down the street earlier this week
They had a bucket truck that could reach up into the 100 foot tall oaks and were trimming off all the cracked limbs that were still dangling and at risk of hitting the power lines if they fell.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Mister April 2012!
I just received the 2012 English Shepherd Club calendar in the mail. This photo of Chandler charging into Lake Chargoggagoggmanchauggagoggchaubunagungamaugg* was chosen as the April photo!
*Yes, that really is the lake's name. Follow the link.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
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