Life at Regalridge ticks along. The weather doesn't change much. It was a cold day - not cool, it was cold. Our Ken has retained the right to keep his winter sweaters front and center and there is no consideration being given to shorts. By May, Our Ken is always in shorts and doesn't consider pants again until late September, except for absolute necessities - think church. There was a sorting out of clothes and a purge done on this day. Readying the guest room required finding the bed. And then the bags were filled to go to the read bins. Now, has there been previous mention of Our Ken's raccoon antecedents? Into those bags he dove, worried that something he cherished might be destined for the needy. Lee fished him out, patted him down and sent him on his way. Later morning, the alpha male departed for a dentist visit and a meeting with - wait for it - a gumologist! Surviving that, there was hunting and gathering and a return late afternoon. There is an alarming situation on the north shore in Northport. Arwyn has gone missing. She is a wonderful six year old Marilla puppy who bolted during a terrible thunderstorm on Sunday evening. This is a rural area and we suspect she has hunkered down and is not settled enough to return to the cottage of her owners. Bev has stayed there and taken time off work to search until Arwyn is repatriated. We have phoned all shelters and animal control to alert them and to offer our phone number.
The kennel ticks along. Little Bella is keeping everyone organized for a day or two. Ursey departed late afternoon with a wave of her Shepherd paw and a promise of return. And Buzz has almost assimilated the word "wait". Brando is settling in daily. Another Ken breakthrough occurred late evening - Mr Brando accepted a milkbone at bedtime from Ken's hand, deciding that he was a safe harbour after all. His suspicions have been allayed and he is settling nicely.
The house dogs are well and happy. It is somewhat drier although cold and that works for Charlotte. She just doesn't like to be soaking wet. Patti had Felicia to shadow so was happy as happy can be. Piper keeps her eye on Marguerite the interloper and encourages her to spend maximum time with her babies. Paula had a nice evening on Lee's knee, pushed to the side by little May but still with some pride of place. Marguerite and puppies are well and happy. The weaning is going slowly but normally. All is well with the little crew.
Dinner was lasagne, naan grilled by Our Ken and local strawberries. A reasonable meal.
The kennel ticks along. Little Bella is keeping everyone organized for a day or two. Ursey departed late afternoon with a wave of her Shepherd paw and a promise of return. And Buzz has almost assimilated the word "wait". Brando is settling in daily. Another Ken breakthrough occurred late evening - Mr Brando accepted a milkbone at bedtime from Ken's hand, deciding that he was a safe harbour after all. His suspicions have been allayed and he is settling nicely.
The house dogs are well and happy. It is somewhat drier although cold and that works for Charlotte. She just doesn't like to be soaking wet. Patti had Felicia to shadow so was happy as happy can be. Piper keeps her eye on Marguerite the interloper and encourages her to spend maximum time with her babies. Paula had a nice evening on Lee's knee, pushed to the side by little May but still with some pride of place. Marguerite and puppies are well and happy. The weaning is going slowly but normally. All is well with the little crew.
Dinner was lasagne, naan grilled by Our Ken and local strawberries. A reasonable meal.
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