There is a rumour that fall has arrived. The memo did not get to the weather gods here in NS. It was hot and humid on this sunny day and the air conditioning called the names of most of the house dogs. Considering the activity level, that was not a bad thing. While the early part of the day was spent on puppy paperwork, the pace quickly built. Janet, her niece, Piper and Abigail arrived from PEI. While Piper visited with the Regalridge Airedales, the PEI contingent and Lee went to the nursing home to visit with Shelagh. Abigail Australian was Shelagh's favourite of her dogs at the time of her stroke. Shelagh alternately laughed and was teary as she examined Abby. The little one, true to her breed, explored the room, charmed the staff and gave kisses freely. She settled on Shelagh's bed as had been done when Tatamagouche was the residence. Janet and Lee were agreed that Abigail remembered. She is, however, firmly and without questions Janet's dog and delights in her Island life. Piper managed beautifully at Regalridge, enjoyed a run around the big front yard with his relatives and was ready to leave when everyone returned. Knowing where Abigail is and being able to put a face to the name and stories Lee tells is a plus for Shelagh - something to be able to think about and settle in her mind. We are all grateful that the voyage to the mainland was able to be made. Then it was on to more PEI visitors as the folks came to collect their puppy. The little fellow departed, tucked happily in the arms of a wonderful little 10 year old boy. His smile would easily light up the city. There is no question the two will be fast friends. This visit was followed be a tour of the property by the young woman who will be helping look after Regalridge for a week in October. She is a well experienced dog person, having worked in a kennel, vet clinics and now in a training facility. The dogs will no doubt benefit. By early evening flowers were brought into the house and dinner contemplated. There are still gardens full of glads, dahlias, pansies and begonias, unusual at this time of year when frost has almost always occurred long since.
The kennel was also busy. The two great Siberians departed with a wave and wag of those impressive tails. Kody golden bowed and left late afternoon. That leaves Miss Lucy in residence, eyeing the Airedale girls for a playmate. Dewey and Savannah both had haircuts and look mighty fine as they await their owners' return. Chantelle whipped through the kennel, finishing up her trimming commitments and flying out the gate, minus her sweater, to get to the office to tidy up some files. Rest is not in her repertoire. Mr Riley is in charge, enjoying the vacation activity level, exercising and surprised to see Melissa. His little brain was working overtime assuring himself that he really is at camp and not at Fetch.
The house dogs watched in amazement as the gates opened and closed. Dolly decided that the leather chair in front of the air conditioning vent was the best bet for the day and parked. That suited her just fine. Patti claimed a bed and rose only to check out any visitor under the age of 40. Chantelle didn't count in that number. Melissa was approved, Marguerite was in until she couldn't stand the activity level any longer and attempted to join the outside party in the yard - through the window. She moved to the kennel. Jack and Paula kept the back yard in order, watching the apples fall from the trees and keeping a close eye on the river. The puppies thrive. The older two are growing and having a whale of a time. For the evening they were offered the run of the big yard with the older dogs. That thrilled them and there was a ramping up of the activity level to the delight of Charlotte. The young babies see their number dwindling. Their response - more food for those left! They are a happy lot with that glint in the eye that tells of mischief to come.
Dinner actually landed on the table - amazing. Grilled steak was accompanied by sweet onions and portabellos, baked sweet potatoes and chocolate squares. Our Ken was sated. And life goes on
The kennel was also busy. The two great Siberians departed with a wave and wag of those impressive tails. Kody golden bowed and left late afternoon. That leaves Miss Lucy in residence, eyeing the Airedale girls for a playmate. Dewey and Savannah both had haircuts and look mighty fine as they await their owners' return. Chantelle whipped through the kennel, finishing up her trimming commitments and flying out the gate, minus her sweater, to get to the office to tidy up some files. Rest is not in her repertoire. Mr Riley is in charge, enjoying the vacation activity level, exercising and surprised to see Melissa. His little brain was working overtime assuring himself that he really is at camp and not at Fetch.
The house dogs watched in amazement as the gates opened and closed. Dolly decided that the leather chair in front of the air conditioning vent was the best bet for the day and parked. That suited her just fine. Patti claimed a bed and rose only to check out any visitor under the age of 40. Chantelle didn't count in that number. Melissa was approved, Marguerite was in until she couldn't stand the activity level any longer and attempted to join the outside party in the yard - through the window. She moved to the kennel. Jack and Paula kept the back yard in order, watching the apples fall from the trees and keeping a close eye on the river. The puppies thrive. The older two are growing and having a whale of a time. For the evening they were offered the run of the big yard with the older dogs. That thrilled them and there was a ramping up of the activity level to the delight of Charlotte. The young babies see their number dwindling. Their response - more food for those left! They are a happy lot with that glint in the eye that tells of mischief to come.
Dinner actually landed on the table - amazing. Grilled steak was accompanied by sweet onions and portabellos, baked sweet potatoes and chocolate squares. Our Ken was sated. And life goes on
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