Another lovely spring day, bringing gardening, grass mowing and trimming of all areas of the Regalridge grounds. Trapper Ken continues to foil the efforts of the resident raccoons and will, yet again, travel the country roads to reposition one of his less than amused striped friends. This new spring/summer activity is likely bringing lots of comment from the resident birds. Jack is amused and checks every morning from his deck to assess the efficacy of the hunt. Lee remains sequestered for most of her time with Marguerite and the family. The property was hopping with people coming and going - six for lunch and four for dinner.
The kennel is holding stable. Old Bailey is managing well, enjoying her improved mobility and access to the large yards. Sarah has decided that rather than tunneling, perhaps being high minded would better suit her exploits. Having predicted this, Alex has plans. Trebia and Barrett have had their races mapped, run and celebrated. Barrett has even developed a couple of new tunes to sing to Trebia lauding her achievements. Lola and Viola are attempting to join Barrett in song - Barrett is far superior and better tuned up. Naomi and Moses are shaking their heads at the youngsters and enjoying the big runs with the open views - a novelty to city dogs.
The house crew are managing quite nicely. Patti has had her ups and downs this week but seems to have rebounded somewhat, thanks to Sarah's ministrations. Piper is on the upswing, not amused by the after care provided by Lee and particularly incensed that Marguerite has usurped her pride of place in the bedroom. The babies are doing well. Growing at least an ounce per day, each is beautiful. Each is now accepting of the baby bottle with goat's milk based formula and Marguerite is more understanding of the fact that this supplementation is a support to her rather than a commentary on her skills as a mother. She continues to look to Lee as a personal servant - nodding to the door when she decides that there is a need to check the property. She is a beautiful Airedale with her lovely head and expressive dark eyes. Add to that a mischievous grin and wagging tail and Marguerite is explained well.
Meals were plentiful and the great coffee maker did triple duty. There were yogourt pancakes and bacon for lunch for the crowd. Nobody left the table hungry. There were chocolate chip cookies (browned butter, bittersweet and milk chocolate chips and toasted walnuts). And there was a steak or pork chip option for dinner with corn on the cob, riced potatoes and honeyed carrots. Then back to Marguerite.
The kennel is holding stable. Old Bailey is managing well, enjoying her improved mobility and access to the large yards. Sarah has decided that rather than tunneling, perhaps being high minded would better suit her exploits. Having predicted this, Alex has plans. Trebia and Barrett have had their races mapped, run and celebrated. Barrett has even developed a couple of new tunes to sing to Trebia lauding her achievements. Lola and Viola are attempting to join Barrett in song - Barrett is far superior and better tuned up. Naomi and Moses are shaking their heads at the youngsters and enjoying the big runs with the open views - a novelty to city dogs.
The house crew are managing quite nicely. Patti has had her ups and downs this week but seems to have rebounded somewhat, thanks to Sarah's ministrations. Piper is on the upswing, not amused by the after care provided by Lee and particularly incensed that Marguerite has usurped her pride of place in the bedroom. The babies are doing well. Growing at least an ounce per day, each is beautiful. Each is now accepting of the baby bottle with goat's milk based formula and Marguerite is more understanding of the fact that this supplementation is a support to her rather than a commentary on her skills as a mother. She continues to look to Lee as a personal servant - nodding to the door when she decides that there is a need to check the property. She is a beautiful Airedale with her lovely head and expressive dark eyes. Add to that a mischievous grin and wagging tail and Marguerite is explained well.
Meals were plentiful and the great coffee maker did triple duty. There were yogourt pancakes and bacon for lunch for the crowd. Nobody left the table hungry. There were chocolate chip cookies (browned butter, bittersweet and milk chocolate chips and toasted walnuts). And there was a steak or pork chip option for dinner with corn on the cob, riced potatoes and honeyed carrots. Then back to Marguerite.
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