Friday was Olymic focused

Things are moving along as the week end approaches. The Olympics are keeping us glued to the television, along with the rest of Canada. Anything else getting done in the house is by accident or absolute necessity. The weather was the other story with high winds and rain that kept all and sundry inside. Tom bemoaned the lack of snow (his plow is not getting much action this year) as he tackled the painting of the stairs. Progress was made with the risers and the straight up things that are fancy and hold up the railing repainted with oil paint (Tom didn't like the expensive flat paint that Ken brought but his eyes lit up when the shiny oil application started, followed by a little less light when he spilled it all over himself). Chantelle and Scout braved the elements to go to Truro for Agility - not perhaps their finest hour. Scout decided that with the terrible weather and driving he might never get to see that facility again so he made it his mission to explore every nook and cranny - the fact that Chantelle was going over the jumps herself in an attempt to coerce him to any kind of a course escaped him completely.

The kennel is busy even though the weather kept most inside. The yards are very wet so the time in them was limited to necessity. Piper explained the situation to all as they lobbied to maintain their regular routine. Sophie understood but Ruff really felt that rain is made for a Golden Retriever's mudding pleasure and he was just the dog to prove that. Jake's person is stuck in the New York weather mess and we do hope we will see her before spring. Darryl is Darryl - easy-going and smiling, rolling with the bad weather and appearing to hope tomorrow will bring an improvement. Charlie and Lola are simply ready to go home. Lola has so many stories to tell that it will take her until July to get them all out. Charlie will back her up, no doubt.

The house dogs are motoring along. Their day was spent on dog beds in the den watching hockey and curling with the odd skate or ski appearing for some comic relief. The little dogs were happy to be inside and it would have taken a crowbar to get them out in the elements. They are convinced that when the heavens open, we have purposely done something to ruin their day. Charlotte was the bell weather, going outside at regular intervals to check the heavens and returning with a head shake to report to the troops.

Dinner was our Friday night special - this time take out chicken. It worked as we supported the Women's curling - cheering them on to a silver medal. What a tremendous accomplishment for this first time rink with a skip who was ill the entire week. Way to go ladies! Through the day, we included ginger scones and a blue cheese walnut fougasse to the dining mix so all was well in everyone's world. And tomorrow is another day with dogs coming and going and everyone moving into the week end routine .