Regalridge is safe and sound. It has been a while and your concerns have been appreciated. There were winter events in 2012 that mitigated to require a blog hiatus. Lee has new eyes. What a revelation. Having had serious eye issues for a while, a new procedure offered hope for improved vision. With a few hiccups along the way, the surgery was undertaken, recovery managed and voila - who knew the world was so interesting. With kudos to a tremendous surgeon, the operation was far more successful than had been envisaged (it had to be typed) and the world is now a new place. Phil the pheasant's feathers are brilliant, the sky is blue and there is writing on those green signs along the highway! Our Ken managed Regalridge and Lee with aplomb - well, the food part of the winter may have suffered a bit - and the house still stands. Fortunately, the winter project became replacement of the heating system in the kennel, not because there was anything wrong with it but because government regulations had made it obsolete. So, a wonderful new high tech propane system is now in place and Our Ken did not have to be a project manager but for two days. Thinking back to the winter long flooring, painting, reorganization projects, this was an expensive walk in the park. And then Our Ken decided that a little attention was in order. Taking on the winter's recycling, he bumped his shin on the way to the depot. Returning home, there was a lump the size of a fist and significant pain. A trip to Emergency was followed by a visit to one of his contemporaries - yes Our Ken went to Dalhousie with a fellow who is still practising medicine. His leg (two weeks later) remains black blue and yellow from the shin to the foot. The lump has reduced but remains. He was unable to weight bear for several days. It has been an event.
The kennel was quiet in January, busier in February and is going strong in March. Scarlett (Annie of walkabout fame) has been in residence for the winter as her owner has taken on a new challenge a province away. She is highly approving of her winter vacation as a sister of Marilla would be. Every adventure has delighted her and each new dog is a friend. Sarah has had a good winter, has become a close friend to Our Ken and a manager of Lee. These jobs suit her well. Harvey the Westie has just departed with a wave and promise to return. He's a great little fellow. Lucy Lab is in residence at the moment, enjoying the fine weather and her friends at the kennel. A particularly collegial lady, Lucy welcomes all comers to her exercise yard. Rozzie is perhaps the antithesis of Lucy. As pretty as a picture, she is all sweetness and light in her own area and doesn't brook invaders.
The house dogs are well. Miss Patti continues to bounce along, enjoying visitors and playing ball at her advanced age. Poor Piper is in season and calling out to Lee to spring her from the building housing dogs. Marguerite is in the process of being bred to Clint. That means Regalridge Airedale babies in May. Billy is teaching the puppy tricks and nobody but the puppy is approving. The puppy has taken on the role of intrepid reporter, no doubt as a result of Billy's urging. He climbs the ladder that Ken has leaned against the fence next to exercise yard one and gives news of the goings on. Clint and Billy urge him on. Abigail is looking for a little playmate. Jack is squarely in her sights and, although somewhat bemused, he is taking on her adulation without rancor.
Dinners have been improving as Lee has returned to the kitchen. From Sole Amandine to Boeuf bourguinon and last night chicken in a shallot-mushroom sherry cream sauce, Our Ken is looking happier by the day. Brownies have been abundant, a ginger pound cake appeared and supported various fruits and creams, apple and pear crisp followed some meals and cranberry orange bread was available for morning coffee. Brussel sprouts are always enjoyed through the winter (by all but Chantelle and Piper) as is asparagus and squash. Potatoes are occasoinally supplanted by a risotto much to Our Ken's disgust. And we persevere.
The kennel was quiet in January, busier in February and is going strong in March. Scarlett (Annie of walkabout fame) has been in residence for the winter as her owner has taken on a new challenge a province away. She is highly approving of her winter vacation as a sister of Marilla would be. Every adventure has delighted her and each new dog is a friend. Sarah has had a good winter, has become a close friend to Our Ken and a manager of Lee. These jobs suit her well. Harvey the Westie has just departed with a wave and promise to return. He's a great little fellow. Lucy Lab is in residence at the moment, enjoying the fine weather and her friends at the kennel. A particularly collegial lady, Lucy welcomes all comers to her exercise yard. Rozzie is perhaps the antithesis of Lucy. As pretty as a picture, she is all sweetness and light in her own area and doesn't brook invaders.
The house dogs are well. Miss Patti continues to bounce along, enjoying visitors and playing ball at her advanced age. Poor Piper is in season and calling out to Lee to spring her from the building housing dogs. Marguerite is in the process of being bred to Clint. That means Regalridge Airedale babies in May. Billy is teaching the puppy tricks and nobody but the puppy is approving. The puppy has taken on the role of intrepid reporter, no doubt as a result of Billy's urging. He climbs the ladder that Ken has leaned against the fence next to exercise yard one and gives news of the goings on. Clint and Billy urge him on. Abigail is looking for a little playmate. Jack is squarely in her sights and, although somewhat bemused, he is taking on her adulation without rancor.
Dinners have been improving as Lee has returned to the kitchen. From Sole Amandine to Boeuf bourguinon and last night chicken in a shallot-mushroom sherry cream sauce, Our Ken is looking happier by the day. Brownies have been abundant, a ginger pound cake appeared and supported various fruits and creams, apple and pear crisp followed some meals and cranberry orange bread was available for morning coffee. Brussel sprouts are always enjoyed through the winter (by all but Chantelle and Piper) as is asparagus and squash. Potatoes are occasoinally supplanted by a risotto much to Our Ken's disgust. And we persevere.
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