Boxing Day week continues with warm weather

Well, the Eastern Seaboard has lots of snow, Virginia is covered in white and Regalridge remains green.  There was a hint of weather to come overnight and then the rains came down.  Under the farmhouse is a cistern and a spring - those with small boats are welcome to come for a row.  The wells are full and we are ready for winter with a very high water table.  That is the good news during this mud season.  Marilla enjoys the digging and the rest demur.  Lee began yet another battle of the paper.  As always, the paper won but it was a valiant struggle and progress was made.  Our Ken tried out his new waders (birthday gift while in Virginia) and pronounced them highly effective. 

The kennel is running smoothly.  Tom was in for a short while but had found high ground that needed plowing so was off with his truck and a smile.  Gemini departed with a wave and guarantee of return next year.   The weather was so wet and windy that the ins and outs were quick and purposeful.  Everyone is eating well with no hanging back.  Roddie is eating his potion with alacrity and Ruari is feeling hard done by - he managed to work a piece of turkey from Our Ken as compensation.  The  Welsh and Norwich contingent are thriving with Crockett taking the lead in the complaint department.  Outperforming the Welsh is a feat, particularly since Wee Margaret and Shillelagh have discovered Nemo, have determined that he is Bevan come back and are bonding with him as they plan his escape for the trip to the airport and on to Halifax.  They are sure there is a space for him and that Margaret won't even notice.  We concur.  Jake and Barbaro are fit and happy.  Barbaro is not impressed by the water falling from the sky and stands under the shelter in the big yard while Jake explores.  Barbaro has developed a smile and offers it up at bedtime for his milk bone.  What a great fellow he is.  Poe is Poe.  Naomi and Moses.  are fine.  They love the big yard regardless of weather.   Moses in managerial fashion takes over the entire property as his territory so reviews all areas as he moves about.  A four star general in the making is our Moses.  Old Bailey is great.  She loves company and spent this day with Nemo, Sarah the Airedale and the Cirneco.  That suits Bailey who finds a plethora of games open to her with this crowd.  Ruff and Maxifer are great pals and played Golden games although neither likes rain - good sporting dogs but a bit sensitive perhaps!

By late afternoon, Crocodile Dundee appeared on the television and everyone took a break.  As little May settled on Lee's knee, Piper experienced a moment of green eyed monster and crawled up as well.  Two hours of an Airedale in your lap is an interesting experience.  Ken tried not to watch.  Dover has agreed to eat biscuits if they are moistened, enjoys her prime rib and turkey as well as the occasional piece of tortière and even some Caesar.  She is acclimating.  Nick is patrolling the kitchen - hope springs eternal.  Patti is thriving and all is well with the rest. 

Dinner was turkey revisited and went well.  And we are on to another day - Lee is off to Ontario for a quick trip  to judge some dogs so the blog will be silent for a day or so.