Clint is on the mend. The remaining offending material miraculously appeared last evening. Now we watch his progress and enjoy each hard earned step forward. He is eating well and his innards are functioning properly. Now it is time and careful management. The enforced confinement in the house seems to suit - he doesn't mind the lead walks nor is he chafing to go play with his buddies, sensible fellow that he is. Billy, on the other hand, is ticked at being in steerage rather than first class. His discussion of the insult is regular and highly indignant. Our Ken (the light of Billy's life) avoids anything dealing with Bill until he is let out of the ignominy - Ken has sacrificed and taken on the 'open the gates' role. What a guy ! The rest of the crew are a bit perplexed by the change in the house. Trebia tries to live in or on Lee and takes exception to any of the others in close proximity. Marguerite is Lee's shadow, moving around the Cirneco as needs be and assisting in the daily chores in typical Marguerite fashion - that paper covering the floor was simply an attempt to tidy the area, right Marguerite? The puppies are applying for their engineering equivalency, having supervised the installation of the wood oven and now the gate project. In Canada, engineers wear an iron ring on their little finger. Will have to call the university to get two made in size 0.
The wood oven project continues. The gate installation has required that Lee be summoned on a regular basis to hold various and sundry parts, for what purpose only Our Ken knows. There appears to be no forward momentum but there certainly has been adequate study. Photos of parts were sent to Tony today. Progress is imminent. Curing continues. Rain is not assisting.
It is flight school day. While it was a 'taking your life in your hands' moment previously with parents swooping in and out to feed the brood, there are now six little characters learning how to use their wings. Some are more steady than others. All can now balance on the flagpole on the deck, the wind chimes and the railing. the chirping has been a symphony all afternoon. They are now divided in groups of three in the eaves over the door now that dusk has arrived. How they ever fit in that little nest is one of life's eternal mysteries. After the morning showers, the roses were trimmed and the gardens spruced. The scent of the tea roses is fabulous. One had to come in to grace the kitchen.
The kennel continues to rock. Zeus is leading the chorus. Mason and Scout departed for Digby, each guarding one of the very large and very impressive Best Baby Puppy In Show ribbons that Matilda garnered on the week end. It appears Chantelle's vehicle needed those to be able to head on vacation. Good thing little Matilda won big.
Dinner last evening was a summer delight. New potatoes, garden spinach, grilled chicken with a peach compote and fruit salad made up a lovely meal. Earlier in the day there was a blackened chicken pasta with olives and bacon. Our Ken was pleased. And on we go.
The wood oven project continues. The gate installation has required that Lee be summoned on a regular basis to hold various and sundry parts, for what purpose only Our Ken knows. There appears to be no forward momentum but there certainly has been adequate study. Photos of parts were sent to Tony today. Progress is imminent. Curing continues. Rain is not assisting.
It is flight school day. While it was a 'taking your life in your hands' moment previously with parents swooping in and out to feed the brood, there are now six little characters learning how to use their wings. Some are more steady than others. All can now balance on the flagpole on the deck, the wind chimes and the railing. the chirping has been a symphony all afternoon. They are now divided in groups of three in the eaves over the door now that dusk has arrived. How they ever fit in that little nest is one of life's eternal mysteries. After the morning showers, the roses were trimmed and the gardens spruced. The scent of the tea roses is fabulous. One had to come in to grace the kitchen.
The kennel continues to rock. Zeus is leading the chorus. Mason and Scout departed for Digby, each guarding one of the very large and very impressive Best Baby Puppy In Show ribbons that Matilda garnered on the week end. It appears Chantelle's vehicle needed those to be able to head on vacation. Good thing little Matilda won big.
Dinner last evening was a summer delight. New potatoes, garden spinach, grilled chicken with a peach compote and fruit salad made up a lovely meal. Earlier in the day there was a blackened chicken pasta with olives and bacon. Our Ken was pleased. And on we go.
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