It has been a clement winter in Virginia, and then the Nova Scotians arrived. There were lots of hours available for shopping since rain was the order of the day until the Regalridgemobile was packed for departure north. At that point, the sun appeared to encourage the happy wanderers on their way. Billy approved since he has never wanted to be a warm weather fellow. His owners were less amused. Still, it was a great visit and lots was accomplished. A new fox now sits at the front door, top hat and smile welcoming visitors. The flower barrels are planted and deck furniture positioned, Remus is thankful, having wondered if his chairs would ever appear. The little Welsh is understandably certain that he is on equal footing with all humans and settles in all available furniture, legs akimbo and taking in conversations with a glint in his eye. Looking out the den door, he is settled in a chair on the deck through all good weather. Lee judged a Specialty show in Maryland - fabulous venue and great Terriers. Perhaps the greatest fun of the day was the puppy who realized in a blinding flash that there are more dogs in the world that look like him - that realization struck half way around the show ring. With boundless enthusiasm, and a strong desire to see everyone at once, the best option to have that happen was to throw himself in the air and land on his back, four feet waving at those in front and behind. Not quite finished, he wriggled his way out of his show lead, leaving an appalled owner holding an empty lead, gazing in stupefaction at her happy, free show dog. Lee (moving at speed) managed to get to the pair, take the lead out of the frozen owner's hand and flip the heavy, considerable youngster, telling him that he must stay on his pins. On with the show . . . The audience roared its appreciation. With luck, and by Christmas, the exhibitor will see the humour in the situation she encountered.
The kennel has remained busy. Sir Jack was in residence and woofed his way through a couple of weeks of camp. Teaching Coby all that he has learned in his considerable life was his mission and it was well carried through. Coby greatly appreciates the tutelage. Maxifer also departed, rested up and ready for a little surgery - keeping his position as the priceless fellow that he has become. As Ken notes, Maxifer is really a fabulous fellow, willing to go along with the application of ointments and unguents, the addition of his boots and anything else that is on offer. Poe is settled in for a good visit and enjoying the exercise yards, as is his wont. Marged and Shillelagh are once again moved in, encouraging all to enjoy their day, and night and to stay between the lines.
The house dogs are well and happy. Piper is delighted to have her person home, knowing that she does not need to be reminded of who is top dog. There is a rumour that other dogs were treated a bit too well and that Princess Piper was not suitably worshipped. Hard to believe. Patti is thriving. Up and about, running up and down the drive and keeping an eye on the youngsters, she is better than she has been in a long while. Dog food has returned to her repertoire and her appetite seems boundless. Life is good. Rocky is not amused at Billy's return. His free and easy life without Billy's encouragement has again come to an end. He looks forward to the next packing of the vehicle.
Meals in Virginia were fabulous. Lots of crab was consumed - the best having been in Maryland at the very convenient restaurant across from the hotel. Still, the survey continued through Richmond and the Jefferson brunch offered up a passable second. As a reminder to those passing through Richmond, The Jefferson Hotel is a fabulous spot, a piece of the Old South with the stairway after which the Gone With The Wind staircase was modelled. Designed with Jefferson's nod to France, there are Jefferson domes, columns and rotundas that take a second and third look. The art is outstanding and the restaurant one of the best. The Sunday brunch is the center of all things Richmond - champagne abounds - what more needs be said, except, perhaps, to not miss the spoonbread.
The kennel has remained busy. Sir Jack was in residence and woofed his way through a couple of weeks of camp. Teaching Coby all that he has learned in his considerable life was his mission and it was well carried through. Coby greatly appreciates the tutelage. Maxifer also departed, rested up and ready for a little surgery - keeping his position as the priceless fellow that he has become. As Ken notes, Maxifer is really a fabulous fellow, willing to go along with the application of ointments and unguents, the addition of his boots and anything else that is on offer. Poe is settled in for a good visit and enjoying the exercise yards, as is his wont. Marged and Shillelagh are once again moved in, encouraging all to enjoy their day, and night and to stay between the lines.
The house dogs are well and happy. Piper is delighted to have her person home, knowing that she does not need to be reminded of who is top dog. There is a rumour that other dogs were treated a bit too well and that Princess Piper was not suitably worshipped. Hard to believe. Patti is thriving. Up and about, running up and down the drive and keeping an eye on the youngsters, she is better than she has been in a long while. Dog food has returned to her repertoire and her appetite seems boundless. Life is good. Rocky is not amused at Billy's return. His free and easy life without Billy's encouragement has again come to an end. He looks forward to the next packing of the vehicle.
Meals in Virginia were fabulous. Lots of crab was consumed - the best having been in Maryland at the very convenient restaurant across from the hotel. Still, the survey continued through Richmond and the Jefferson brunch offered up a passable second. As a reminder to those passing through Richmond, The Jefferson Hotel is a fabulous spot, a piece of the Old South with the stairway after which the Gone With The Wind staircase was modelled. Designed with Jefferson's nod to France, there are Jefferson domes, columns and rotundas that take a second and third look. The art is outstanding and the restaurant one of the best. The Sunday brunch is the center of all things Richmond - champagne abounds - what more needs be said, except, perhaps, to not miss the spoonbread.
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