The weather is warming, haying is happening for the second time in the fields surrounding Regalridge and spring nights are long. There is light in the sky almost 24 hours a day in June, slightly unsettling the dogs. Conversely, Our Ken is considering 24 hour gardening options. The vegetable garden is becoming active. Squash is in with the peppers. New asparagus will offer a yield three years into the future. And the flowers continue to go in - everywhere. Lee has returned from Toronto, tired and glad to be back in Nova Scotia. Chantelle was on puppy detail in Lee's absence and did a stellar job. The side bar is managing Our Ken's expectations - good thing she's used to acting as the encyclopedia at work. The little swallows are still living above the kitchen door and would no doubt move into the house if invited. Both appear to consider themselves part of the daily routine.
The kennel is well and happy. Clint is holding the fort, ably assisted by Sarah and Trebia. Chantelle's crew swelled the ranks and Scarlett came and went. Scout resided in the house next to his buddy Jack while Mason settled into the kennel to keep Viola company. Clem always enjoys a Regalridge vacation, whipping Our Ken into shape in short order, considering him a great treat dispenser. Chopper and Capone came and went with their usual ease.
The house crew looked after Chantelle and Ken. Piper continues to improve, was ably assisted in her requirements by Chantelle and is much brighter. Lee is very relieved. Patti is thriving, eating well and playing short games with anyone who has a throwing arm. She continues to delight in the visits of Sarah and Alex. Every day is a blessing. The Mom and puppies are well and happy. Marguerite is just about bursting with pride in her large family. Lee is amazed at the growth and change in the little ones. They are becoming very mobile, are up on the little legs and toddling about the whelping box. There was a late night bottle feeding with Marguerite urging Lee to do her best. Only Yellow Collar resisted Lee's ministrations and Chantelle's 'cooking' on this evening. There is always one, each time different, who decided that it is the wrong time to eat. There will be a weighing tomorrow and progress will be quantified.
Lee's late return did not give rise to a meal. And the week will begin
The kennel is well and happy. Clint is holding the fort, ably assisted by Sarah and Trebia. Chantelle's crew swelled the ranks and Scarlett came and went. Scout resided in the house next to his buddy Jack while Mason settled into the kennel to keep Viola company. Clem always enjoys a Regalridge vacation, whipping Our Ken into shape in short order, considering him a great treat dispenser. Chopper and Capone came and went with their usual ease.
The house crew looked after Chantelle and Ken. Piper continues to improve, was ably assisted in her requirements by Chantelle and is much brighter. Lee is very relieved. Patti is thriving, eating well and playing short games with anyone who has a throwing arm. She continues to delight in the visits of Sarah and Alex. Every day is a blessing. The Mom and puppies are well and happy. Marguerite is just about bursting with pride in her large family. Lee is amazed at the growth and change in the little ones. They are becoming very mobile, are up on the little legs and toddling about the whelping box. There was a late night bottle feeding with Marguerite urging Lee to do her best. Only Yellow Collar resisted Lee's ministrations and Chantelle's 'cooking' on this evening. There is always one, each time different, who decided that it is the wrong time to eat. There will be a weighing tomorrow and progress will be quantified.
Lee's late return did not give rise to a meal. And the week will begin
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