All is well at Regalridge. There were glimpses of sun, followed by torrential downpours. There was calm and then the winds came. Perhaps a better week is ahead. Our Ken managed to get herbs in the ground. Time will tell how all of the planting turns out. It was heartening, though, to see short periods with Airedales stretched out on the grass. They love spring, normally, and play hard with the yard toys then rest on the lovely smelling new grass. There has been little of that this season. Much of the day was spent planning the trip to Europe. The week in Paris will be followed by a car trip south to the Loire Valley and on to the Pyrenees with our friends Mary and Jo. Lee will no doubt have opportunities for her 'adventures' and Our Ken will be there to witness many of them - an unusual prospect. We will hope everyone's heart is up to the challenge since there is planning and then there is Lee. .And an interesting update on Chantelle's cat. There has been much ado about the cat that showed up in the middle of the night and managed to convince Chantelle to take him in. She has nurtured, fed, worried and coddled this animal who has thanked her by biting her hand. She has fussed and planned, pulling Our Ken into the fuss (taking him away from fussing at Lee so being encouraged in this venture, admittedly) to the point that the two were designing a structural wonder to allow Tom to live in cat comfort and safety. He loves Clem the Airedale and was doing his level best to make a friend of Scout - hmmm. That would have taken a little longer. But - all was changed when two strangers showed up on Chantelle's doorstep this evening asking why she had taken their cat. Yes, Chantelle the cat burglar strikes. Kennetcook is not safe - except of course that Chantelle has a house full of dogs who are not cat friendly but we digress.
The kennel is fine. Buzz the rescue is marginally improved. He listens in controlled situations at a level far beyond his ability to do that on arrival. He is a bit better on the leash. But he does not like canine company, an unusual circumstance for an Airedale. He is eating well, an improvement from his arrival, and athletic. Last night on his walk he was being taught to walk with Ken and in his enthusiasm, leapt straight over the large shop vac that would keep him from being where he felt he needed to be. And Ken's shoulder stayed in its socket - a testament to Curren genetics. Old Bailey is managing her visit in Old Bailey style and is being humoured. She likes that. Trebia has heard that her Barret excelled at Agility - at least by Trebia and Barret standards. The flying lap leap won high praise form Trebia. No doubt an extra lap will be run this week on B's arrival. Sir Riley departed sporting a new look and a jaunty step. He is a great little guy and Chantelle likens him to the 'good twin' - where does that leave Scout? We won't go there. Ursey is in residence. Her Sheperdness is in fine form and in charge. Buzz doesn't like that much. Brando has settled in, likes walking with Ken on the leash and is doing well. Another success in Our Ken's books.
It was Father's day. So there was a little nod to Our Ken. There was breakfast replete with fried apples (a Ken favourite), potatoes with mushrooms and onions, scrambled eggs with basil and bacon - always bacon. There was toast from the homemade bread and stewed rhubarb and lemon bread earlier in the day. Of course, at some point mid-afternoon, Our Ken realized that lunch had not appeared and seemed in no hurry to do so. That was disconcerting to Our Ken but certainly motivated his hunting and gathering instincts. Off he went to collect the lobster at Sobeys and the sound of cracking shells was music to the ear without having to haul him in off of the tractor. There was a lovely salad of butter lettuce with dried and fresh fruit, toasted pecans and blue cheese. There was lobster and the ubiquitous homemade bread. And there was the requested butterscotch pudding. Our Ken was happy. That was followed by 'the gift'. Lee did well. In the bag were cards (winning approval) and a pair of bronze Airedale bookends. These are antiques from the 1920's on large and impressive quartz bases. The Airedales are beautifully crafted and each is different from the other. All in all an impressive gift that pleased Our Ken tremendously. Two points for Lee.
The kennel is fine. Buzz the rescue is marginally improved. He listens in controlled situations at a level far beyond his ability to do that on arrival. He is a bit better on the leash. But he does not like canine company, an unusual circumstance for an Airedale. He is eating well, an improvement from his arrival, and athletic. Last night on his walk he was being taught to walk with Ken and in his enthusiasm, leapt straight over the large shop vac that would keep him from being where he felt he needed to be. And Ken's shoulder stayed in its socket - a testament to Curren genetics. Old Bailey is managing her visit in Old Bailey style and is being humoured. She likes that. Trebia has heard that her Barret excelled at Agility - at least by Trebia and Barret standards. The flying lap leap won high praise form Trebia. No doubt an extra lap will be run this week on B's arrival. Sir Riley departed sporting a new look and a jaunty step. He is a great little guy and Chantelle likens him to the 'good twin' - where does that leave Scout? We won't go there. Ursey is in residence. Her Sheperdness is in fine form and in charge. Buzz doesn't like that much. Brando has settled in, likes walking with Ken on the leash and is doing well. Another success in Our Ken's books.
It was Father's day. So there was a little nod to Our Ken. There was breakfast replete with fried apples (a Ken favourite), potatoes with mushrooms and onions, scrambled eggs with basil and bacon - always bacon. There was toast from the homemade bread and stewed rhubarb and lemon bread earlier in the day. Of course, at some point mid-afternoon, Our Ken realized that lunch had not appeared and seemed in no hurry to do so. That was disconcerting to Our Ken but certainly motivated his hunting and gathering instincts. Off he went to collect the lobster at Sobeys and the sound of cracking shells was music to the ear without having to haul him in off of the tractor. There was a lovely salad of butter lettuce with dried and fresh fruit, toasted pecans and blue cheese. There was lobster and the ubiquitous homemade bread. And there was the requested butterscotch pudding. Our Ken was happy. That was followed by 'the gift'. Lee did well. In the bag were cards (winning approval) and a pair of bronze Airedale bookends. These are antiques from the 1920's on large and impressive quartz bases. The Airedales are beautifully crafted and each is different from the other. All in all an impressive gift that pleased Our Ken tremendously. Two points for Lee.
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