Good weather and the roofing family

It was another great day of weather and the tap tap tap of little hammers.  /How much turkey would young men eat at Christmas do you suppose?  The roof is complete but the carpentry work that resulted is underway in earnest.  Every dormer (and there are many) had to be reconstructed.  The kennel roof is being secured and the garage is complete.  What a summer it has become.  Our Ken had a moment as he proudly drove the tractor to the gate with the staging balanced on his cart.  Staging departure was a cause for celebration at the evening meal.  We take these moments where we may. 

The kennel is winding down from summer's heights.  Riley is having a wonderful vacation, enjoying his yard, his run, every meal, every treat and the ability to exercise his lungs as necessary.  Millie had double duty on this day.  She escorted Riley around her yard to his absolute delight.  Then Old Bailey and Millie enjoyed the yard and the wonderful weather.  Both are easy going dogs and a great pair, in spite of old Bailey's exacting requirements for methodology of movement in and out of runs.  And the big news - Buzz departed.  Yes, Buzz has a home in western Canada.  Ken helped him into a new crate in Maureen's vehicle and waved him out of the property at feeding time.  We all wish him well in his new situation.

the house dogs are not amused that the tap tap tap is again limiting their use of their yard.  And this isn't a short day for all of us.  The roofers arrive in the morning and don't leave until the sun sets.  Piper is carrying a picket flag with a roof and an X across it.  The rest are following behind her chanting slogans that sound like hey hey ho ho noisy roofers must go in Airedale-speak.  Paula has her own version of that but it really isn't printable - Welsh have language all their own.  The lone Marguerite puppy is thriving.  She is fully housebroken, loves to be part of everything Regalridge and has now joined the adult crew in the big yard early in the morning.  To see those little heels running as fast as her feet will carry her next to her hero Lily is a true joy.  And Lily thinks she is pretty special - a younger sister to be proud of.  The baby puppies are delightful.  They are bright as little buttons, enjoy their food and goat milk combo and now one sleeps in the dish when the grub has disappeared - that one will never miss the next meal. 

The kitchen was a busy spot with cooler weather bringing on thoughts of working ovens.  There were Lee's famous oatmeal cookies delivered for coffee in the morning and Chantelle's favourite back ribs for dinner.  The baked potatoes, new carrots and the heirloom tomato dish with Jo's blue cheese and a pomegranate balsamic glaze accompanied the ribs nicely. 

Sun, breezes and no roofing

The weather has turned.  There were vestiges of the hurricane with strong breezes, just cooling the sunny afternoon nicely.  The roofers didn't make it ( too much wind ) so it was quiet and pleasant.  The roof held with the storm force winds and Our Ken had to think of a new worry, choosing and discarding several from his always long list.  There was the usual organizing at the start of a week and lots of time on the telephone.  And there was a trip to the grocery store for Our Ken then on to Rona - just to say 'hi' as far as anyone could ascertain. 

The kennel was busy.  Maureen visited to show Buzz's charm to a neighbour of the family who will be greeting him tomorrow.  He was on his best behaviour.  Yes, Buzz is departing.  After three months of work and worry, he is at a stage to be homed and Maureen has found him an experienced rescue Airedale owner in Alberta.  The next phase of his adventurous life will begin soon.  Ruff departed with a wave and a bark. n.  Brunswick departed in Brunswick fashion.   Old Bailey is happy to keep us on track, make her thoughts and desires known and to play with Millie Wheaten in the big exercise yards.  The two are now fast friends, chatting and snoozing together in the shade of the trees.  Riley is enjoying his vacation, taking full advantage of the big yards and good weather. 

The house dogs had the best day in ages.  Good weather and the return of the yard.  Life is good according to Piper.  The last of Marguerite's male puppies left for his home in Moncton - he's a lucky little fellow, going to live with a man who works from home and who is looking forward to a great companion.  There is little better than an Airedale to fill that bill.  The baby puppies are now firmly ensconced in the den.  They are eating well, playing in their pen and enjoying CNN and the Weather Channel with Our Ken.  The games have begun and the personalities are forming nicely.  Laurel was repatriated - Bella came with Shawn to pick her up.  She hopped into the lovely red truck with a bound and a wag.  The puppies are enjoying their meals of Pro Plan puppy food with goat's milk coulis.  They now see Lee and stamp their little feet at mealtimes, anticipating the excellent repast. 

Dinner was fried chicken with new potatoes and new carrots.  It began with Valley corn, picked on this day and sweet as can be had.  All else was wel  and we look to tomorrow.

Hurricane Irene brushed up the property

The party continues.  Lee had been asked to help with the National Wheaten Specialty in Cape Breton so the van was packed and headed for the Canso causeway.  That drive is not getting any shorter.  With the standard stops along the way, the Cambridge Suites welcomed us by dinnertime.  Chantelle travelled as navigator and managed a commendable run with absolutely no U-turns or 'oops' moments (and it should Be noted that  her handily programmed GPS travels well).  Scout came along as sidekick and comic relief.  Staying only two days, by the time we departed, it is quite certain that Chantelle knew more visiting guests than perhaps the staff.  Her ability to find the wrong room is something legends are made of.  Should you happen to be in an elevator with her and with friendly male company, you may also notice that Chantelle is notably mum - a good story if you can worm it out of her.  This was a trip Our Ken had planned to take but the roofing project had different ideas.  With the forecast hurricane and new meaning given to "an open concept" Our Ken determined that a trip was not in his future.  The roofing progressed at lightning speed, urged on to greater heights by the weather forecast.  It appears that much of the job is now complete.  Staging remains, much of the detritus has been carted away but a major clean up continues.  Work on the garage is nearing completion.  Painting and finish carpentry work remains.  The turkey has been ordered. 

The kennel has been busy.  Felicia is ill so we are without help.  That has added some colour to the regular challenges.  Kenzie departed yesterday as did Tallyraggs.  Raggs is such a popular boarder that seeing him go is a mixed blessing.  He loves to see his family but he keeps a lid on things in the kennel.  Great news for Buzz.  Maureen thinks he has a home in Alberta and will be leaving to meet his new family this week.  Lucky boy.  Riley the Welsh is doing well, keeping up his side of the equation on the Regalridge side of the kennel.  Old Bailey is thriving, working on her own schedule and enjoying Millie's company.  Raggs had been the third member of the triumvirate that is now down to the duo - a Golden of advanced years and a pleasant little Wheaten.  Brunswick is in residence and feeling his oats. 

The house dogs are well and happy.  May had a turn while Lee was away but seems to have bounced back with a little help from the vet.  All are counting the minutes to the end of the roofing project and the return of the yard.  When the workers finally leave of an evening, the bolting to the door to take advantage of that short window in the big yard is something to behold.  Marilla has been somewhat desensitized through this summer project.  Pounding would normally have her in a tailspin.  She now is inured to some degree and much more tolerant of outside loud noise.  She weathered the gale force winds last night with an aplomb that Marilla does not normally have.  With the onset of the winds, everyone settled in for a noisy night but little damage.  There are leaves where leaves should not be, roofing material surfacing from nooks and crannies and loss of some flowers but all in all the property has weathered the storm.  The puppies are well and active.  The babies are well weaned and Laurel is ready to tell Bella all about her experience.  The older puppies are delighted with life, were somewhat unimpressed by the high winds but really only because they put a spoke in their usual play after dinner. 

Dinner was a celebration of Lee's early return - grilled prime rib steak, new potatoes from the garden, caesar salad with Lee's dressing and the ubiquitous onions and mushrooms.  Dessert included ice cream and the chocolate squares. Our Ken is reasonably content. 

Sun, roofers and an unfolding projecgt

Another bright and sunny day.  Extra roofers are supplementing the core team - hope they like dark meat because we're already at two turkeys.  Shingles were flying and the deck looks as though a tornado has been through.  What a mess.  Going back and forth to his yard, Jack the Welsh (who loves that deck dearly) just shakes his head.  Our Ken had a Health Board meeting so Lee was left to deal with roofers, dogs, boarders and the regular routine.  Linda called with news of a significant earthquake in Richmond,  All was well at her home but Remus was not amused.  With a rating of almost seven, it rattled the substantial house for three minutes and caused evacuations to take place in DC.  They are now preparing for the impacts of the hurricane forming south of Florida.  Our Ken is also somewhat concerned about the week end weather potential and notes its trajectory seems to parallel that of Hurricane Earl.  That one missed Regalridge, for the most part, but caused tremendous damage on the coast of Nova Scotia.  The roofing project should be almost finished by then, given the amount of effort now being placed and the progress made.  There will be painting left and some carpentry work to finish up the east side but the rest will be done in the next two days with a good weather forecast.  That is fortunate, indeed.

The kennel is bustling along and the campers are happy.  Ruari and Finn are together except for mealtime.  Ruari is taking his pills well and eating his low fat food.  We haven't told him it is not as tasty as Finn's because he is highly suspicious that Heather likes that little brother more than she likes him.  Finn, of course, vacuums his food and would be glad to lend someone else a paw.  He is a cute little devil.  Jessie is still in residence and is doing well .  She has bonded with Riley and the two enjoy each other's company.   Old Bailey is doing just fine, eating her meals and enjoying the activity level.  The weather is to her satisfaction and she is back and forth to the big yard three times a day.  Kenzie Airedale,  Raggs the Old English and Mollie Wheaten have formed a triumvirate.  They are managing number three yard and developing coated-dog games.  Mollie has always loved Raggs so the addition of Kenzie was a natural progression. 

The house dogs are fine but mighty sick of Our Ken's project.  Marguerite's two enjoy the larger deck but still look longingly at their former haunt, wondering where in the name of heaven all of that mess came from.  The baby puppies are doing very well and Laurel is in the process of distancing herself as they learn  to enjoy dog food with goat's milk.  Piper managed to stay in the house as did Patti and Laurel.  The rest moved to the exercise yards for the day.  The pounding would have undone most. 

Dinner was late but adequate - chicken pie appeared as Our Ken surfaced after his Truro adventure.  Chocolate squares were approved as a decent after dinner treat.  During the day a blackberry coulis was made and caesar dressing so tomorrow's meal is started. 

A large day in lovely Nova Scotia

There is lots of activity.  the Norwich are happy.  It was a  lovely late summer day with sunshine, warm temperatures, breezes and roofers.  The next stage of the roof is sharp and angled so will go slowly, Our Ken advises.  Any slower and the Easter Bunny will also have to be advised of additional inhabitants.  With the coming and going in the kennel, the obligatory runs to Rona and the roofing project, the regular dog work and the house requirements, there is not a lot of time to worry about creative ways to fill the hours.  Lee decided that the pantry needed a road sign - perhaps 'Pass With |Caution' and that might not be a good thing.  So it has been pantry seek, sort and purge week.  Improvement is evident and Chantelle has lots of new items for her pantry.  Should Superstore be out of meringues, tomato paste or potato starch, they have only to call. 

The kennel was busy.  It was turn over day with Barrett, Maddie, Lorena and Rozzie departing.  All were happy to see their owners, telling tales of their adventures and exploits at camp.  Riley arrived for his summer vacation and settled in quickly.  He has Jessie Rachel to keep him on track and enjoys her direction.  She is pleased to have yet another disciple.  Buzz is Buzz.  Old Bailey is doing very well, interested in the coming and goings, eating well and enjoying her outings in the big yard, on her own leash to move from the run to the exercise area and all based on Bailey's rules.  Raggs is as great as ever - everyone's friend and a pal for Miss Kenzie.  She is contemplating the Old English look for 2012.  Raggs approves. 

The house dogs could hardly believe the re-emergence of the roofers.  They have been repeatedly advised that until the staging leaves the property, there will be yard limitation.  Piper is appalled and Marilla has decided life is over.  There is a migration of house dogs to the exercise yard before roofing starts.  That is necessary because of the pounding and coming and going, gate openings and general activity level.  Piper now ignores the pounding so is not removed.  Patti can't hear it and the Norwich consider it a party.   The two older Airedale puppies are happy with their big run, their balls and the activity level.  Lots to keep young Airedales interested.  The young Airedale puppies are learning that Laurel will be available to them only occasionally and that the ever present food dish is a better and more constant option.  They are grudgingly deciding that dog food is a permanent part of their future. 

Dinner was chicken wings with a lovely blue cheese sauce, new potatoes and the first garden tomato - an heirloom yellow that lived up to its billing.  Dessert was the end of the peach pie although there appears to have been activity in the chocolate square dish overnight . . .

Sunny days herald the waning days of August

Another great day - hot and sunny.  No roofers so happy dogs.  While their big yard is encumbered, at least it was available and that works for the Airedales.  Our Ken spent his day gardening and sorting areas on the property.  Much debris was carted away and the front roof project is becoming a thing of the past.  We are left with one side - large and multi-faceted with changing slopes, many angles and requirements for lots of time to be applied.  There has been lots of kitchen activity with morning to night food appearing at regular intervals - Our Ken is content.

The kennel is busy as is usual on a summer week end.  Charlie male Airedale left after his spa treatment for his return trip to Moncton.  He is in great shape and enjoyed his time with Kenzie.  We will find a new pal for Miss Kenzie - she likes a friend so Maddie may be first up in the morning.  Another Airedale (from Ontario), she too enjoys the company of friends.  Buzz, as always, is Buzz.  Barrett and Trebia are racing.  He had a good long period in run four, sharing his thoughts with the house dogs and the neighbours who were out for a walk in the back field   Raggs is, of course, doing very well.  She bonded with Charlie and Kenzie - -they approved of the addition of an Old English.  Old Bailey took life easy - had her eye ointment added and approved the attention.  Chantelle makes a decent lady-in-waiting.  Rozzie has been enjoying the big yards and races on her own - she does enjoy her own company. 

The house crew approved the absence of strangers on the roof and the repatriation to their yard.  Laurel has moved to the kitchen for the majority of her time and sees the babies on her whims.  Conversely, the babies are learning to enjoy dog food with goat's milk formula and are now giving it a two paws up.  They drink it, chew some and then run through it, just for a little flavour.  They have bonded with Einstein the cat and he has given them the Tabby Seal of Approval. 

Meals included a melon salad and apricot-cinnamon muffins to accompany the bacon and eggs for brunch.  Prime rib, new potatoes, green and yellow local beans and carrots and chocolate ganache squares made a passable dinner. 

Sun and roofers - Christmas gets a little closer

Another lovely day and another bonding moment with the roofers.  The front roof is finally finished and Ken has advised that we definitely have the highest quality roof in Belnan.  The chimneys have been polished and buffed (or something) and metal troughs are resplendent in their sheer number at every angle.  There are still five areas to go but the worst is over - or at least we think that is the case.  Please don't feel you have to respond and burst my bubble.  Our Ken managed several hunting and gathering trips.  Rona will not be out of business in Elmsdale in 2011.  The question may be why their profits drop so dramatically in 2012.  And then it was on to the Tractor Dome - closed on a Saturday, of course.  You know, we remarked on the hours of retail in France and notice the same here with some small business.  Folks are concerned about the economy in Europe.  The stores open at 10 (or a bit later depending on when the employees arrive).  They close at noon for lunch - that's right, close and lock.  Re-opening at 2:30 - 3:00, they stay open to 6:30 or 7.  Maximum of 6 hours and generally closer to 5.5  In the 1950's and perhaps early 60's, stores closed in Canada on Wednesday afternoon and Saturday afternoon.  Everything, of course, was closed on Sunday.  How times have changed with public expectation. 

The kennel is busy.  Old Bailey is in residence with her list of do's and don'ts that she lives by.  She was a Welsh in a previous life, without question.  Her door preferences, yard preferences and use of her leash and none other all must be respected to keep Princess Bailey content.  She does love being in charge.  Buzz is Buzz.  Sarah is delighted to have Maddie in residence.   Both love other dogs and particularly love other Airedales.  Barrett, of course, is content provided he has Trebia in his sights.  Rozzie really enjoys the big exercise yards- taking long spins in full voice.  Raggs is the most relaxed and happy of the crew.  Her owners are always laughing as they drop her off - Raggs is simply delighted to come to summer camp.  Lorena continues to be Our Ken's star.  He reports on her multiple times a day - nicest Shepherd ever here, he notes and he has liked all of them so that is high praise indeed.  Charlie Airedale and Kenzie have bonded.  They love company - the Airedales are highly collegial.  Charlie has had his spa treatment and looks wonderful a la Chantelle.

The house dogs have begun a 'get rid of the roofers' petition and are lobbying for signatures.  Einstein has signed- sleep interruptions are just not acceptable to an old cat.  Chantelle was here for part of the day so the dogs were tickled.  The old games came out - barking her though the doors (a favourite of a particular little Norwich), stepping on the back of her shoe to watch her pitch forward (a favourite of a special Airedale) and simply barking her in the right direction- all understanding that Chantelle is directionally challenged and wishing to offer assistance.  The puppies are thriving.  Marguerite's two are developing new games that require only two players.  The little babies were introduced to solid food - semi-solid actually.  They moved from running through it and licking each other's paws to determining that it might be worth a try as a meal replacement.  Several highly recommend it and are writing to Ensure to have it added as a flavour. 

Dinner was grilled burgers and new potatoes from Our Ken's garden, with peach pie.  That worked.  And we look forward to a day without roofers. 

Another lovely day and another day of roofing.  We are still on the front roof.  Perhaps tomorrow that section will be complete and we can move on to the last area - the Christmas turkey is still forecast to be large.  It was a day of coming and going - early.  Chantelle arrived, drank coffee so quickly that her tonsils rang and hustled Jessie Rachael out for her date with the Vet for 8 a.m.  Lee worked with the puppy (remember last week's practice run?) and did the airport trip.  There was that bit of jostling to manage the parking garage, the crate, the transfer and the documentation but all was well and Jessica left through the security gates, stuffed moose firmly under her arm.  It was a sight to make any breeder smile.  Rumour has it that he was greeted warmly by the Welsh-in-residence and is learning the ropes quickly.  Our Ken managed the roofing project, toted shingles to the shingle pit and kept himself busy.  There was an exhausted face at the end of the evening. 

It is a busy week end for the kennel.  Burton departed with a wavae and nod to his spa treatment.  He was delighted to see his owners who are tremendously proud of the old fellow.  Charlie Airedale departed - she has an update - she has a baby and is very proud of the fact.  Her owners note that in spite of her tomboy ways, she is a fabulous baby sitter and adores the addition.  Raggs arrived to the delight of every dor in the kennel.  Rozzie arrived as well - and has claimed her space, taking no prisoners on her way through.  Charlie Airedale from Moncton is also here and awaits hsi time with Shantelle.  Lorena is in residence and keeping Ken smiling.  She is a tremendous dog.  Barrett arrived and Trebia is thrilled.  Rumour has it that his owner is not returning - ever - to the mainland as a result of a little re-organization by a hard working show committee.  We do hope she enjoys PEI snows.  Barrett adn Trebia will, of course, cross the Strait in the near future.  Kenzie is with us for the week end as Airedales predominate the boarding crew.  She enjoys company and has bonded with Charlie, playing with him in her big yard.  Buzz is Buzz.

The house dogs are well and happy.  They would be happier, of course, if the summer project were to be finished and life back to normal.  The

Great weather, good food and progress on the project

Summer has arrived and this foolishness about it being mid-August has got to stop.  There have been   consecutive sunny, warm days.  Everyone is smiling.  The roofing project may actually be done before the Christmas turkey is ordered.   The front roof is showing significant progress and there is thought that it will be complete with another day's effort.  That leaves the east side and it is done.  Our Ken has bonded with the Rona staff and there is applause as he enters the sliding doors.  Nothing better than money to gain a vague semblance of love from what were strangers only a month ago.  The fruit stand is resplendent with local vegetables so a daily visit is mandatory.  Our Ken is a busy man.  Dawn and Jimmy took an evening out of their busy schedule to share a meal and for Ken to have a look at trimming.  Dawn and Ken discussing hair length is a moment that everyone enjoys.  There has been an order for veal limeoni (remember, 'e' added because lime rather than lemon) and rest assured that it is on its way.  The fuzzy growth will simply ward off infection, we're pretty sure, so enjoy in good health in your BC wetland. 

The kennel is ticking along.  The week end will be busy so a quiet mid-week is welcome.  Buzz is Buzz, learning some degree of protocol but struggling to maintain that understanding.  Lorena continues to be the star.  Our Ken is enamoured of her and extols her virtues.  Charlie is enjoying her vacation.  She loves the big yards and Sarah's company.  Burton is doing remarkably well.  He struts along like a little trooper and is an amazing fellow given his advanced years. 

The house dogs are thriving.  There was kitchen activity so the Norwich are happy.  Peaches were shared.  Dolly determined that Jimmy might be a potential for food so sidled up to him during dinner and offered her significant charms.  Marguerite's puppies moved to the west side of the house.  They now have mastered the up and down requirements of three steps and are proud of the accomplishment.  Their expanded world is awe inspiring and much running was necessary to make use of the large area.  The baby puppies are up on their legs and now come toddling over when we call them.  Personalities will follow now that eyes and ears are functioning well.  Shawn and Kelly check in readily, noting that there will be a wide open door when Laurel is ready to go home.  She is missed.  Bella has shared that being an only dog is not all it's cracked up to be.  Laurel, too, will be happy to be back to her usual routine.  She has moved to Lee's kitchen and would much prefer to stay there except for the occasional foray in to count her puppies and offer up a quick feeding.  Teeth are arriving in those little mouths and are sharp. 

Dinner was a Ken favourite- prime rib with roasted potatoes.  There were fresh green and yellow beans, new carrots and a peach pie.  No one left the table hungry. 

Great weather - but what happened to July?

With a poor forecast, including significant rain, the roofers stayed home.  The weather was fabulous.  Our Ken had a trip to the city and noted it was less clement but not wet.  Computer forecasts are good but common sense may run them a close second - looking out the window occasionally does give a sense of the environmental conditions.  Still, we did enjoy the day with the balmy temperatures, sun and lots of coming and going.  Lee had a trip to the city, a quick turn around and a high level of activity in the kitchen.  There was company |(sort of) arriving for dinner and three hours out of the afternoon had not been factored in. 

The kennel is settled.  Sally departed, leaving with a younger member of the Wright clan and happy just to be Sally.  The others waved her a cheeri-o.  Charlie Airedale landed with a woof and a wag.  She will be paired up with Sarah - an Airedale duo par excellenve.  Lorena, Our Ken's new favourite GSD, has wormed her way into every heart on the property.  Waht a great Shepherd she is.  And our ancient Welsh-in-residence continues on with Welsh determination.  He is remarkable. 

The house dogs are well.  With the roofing project temporarily interrupted and good weather, they had their yard back.  Charlotte is particularly pleased.  Spa treatments continued for the REgalridge crew.  Marilla had a touch up and bath.  That pleased her greatly.  The party continued with the arrival of Tony and Karen.  Paula bonded with Karen and marched through the hall door, ready to leave with her.  Dolly showed Tony her 'plant yourself besdie the chair and gaze adoringly' trick. 

Dinner was grilled chicken and steak with roasted new vegetables, caesar salad and blueberry grunt.  No snacks needed to be packed for the trip back to Kentville. 

Italy offers up a dinner option

It was a beautiful day in the neighbourhood.  Lee managed a quick trip to the city with Jessie to have her progesterone test and for Dolly to have a quick follow up with Eric.  There was a good chat opportunity with Faith and her husband, a bonding moment with a Standard Poodle who slipped away from his owner for a closer look at Lee and a chance to see a lovely Golden who felt it a true error that he found himself in the back of the clinic being held  by a tech.  There is always a party.  Chantelle found her way through the door for an early coffee.  The roofers arrived in great number and Felicia was on bath patrol with the house dogs.  The property was buzzing.  Our Ken was everywhere at once.  Old shingles were flying and being carted away.  Supplies were needed, ordered and purchased.  Roof vents were the order of the day and were installed by the talented foreman.  Our Ken supervised - from afar.  The new tractor and trailer are getting a good work out.  The gardens are managing on their own and through it all offered up the blackberry crop on this lovely August day. 

Sally the Lab is doing well and is the goodwill ambassador.  Every dog on the property loves her.   Lorena the GSD has moved in incredibly easily.  She is happy, enjoys the big yards and mentions this to Buzz on a regular basis, telling him to buck up.  Buzz is Buzz.  Bentley is the Amazing Welsh Superdog.  He eats well, loves to go out in the big run and has made a friend of Trebia the Cirneco.  Now that is a pair almost equal to Barrett and Trebia.  A geriatric Welsh and a young, speedy hound  likely isn't happening anywhere else in the world. 

The house crew are having spa treatments.  Felicia is bathing and tidying at a great rate and all look wonderful.  Patti may have been a little less impressed than most since her 'puppy' should not ever be in charge of her.  The rest applaud.  Marguerite's puppies are thriving. They enjoy life although have thoughts on rain that are not pleasant.  Toys that make noise are high on their list - a baby's rattle seems a favourite this week.  The big fellow goes to his home on Friday and is more than ready for the transition.  He is a great fellow and will enjoy Newfoundland.  The young Laurel litter are really starting to develop their personalities.  With open eyes and increasing mobility, they explore their environment and offer up their thoughts.  They now get cuter by the day.  Laurel has determined that more time in the kitchen is now to be her reality.  Einstein is looking after the roofing project, keeping a close eye on the progress from his various perches  - the living room couch, the bench in the hall or the top of the desk.  His white hat is a bit questionable as he opens only one eye in his supervisory role. 

Dinner was unusual for Our Ken.  Lee had found outstanding veal scallopini (not a favourite of Our Ken) but high on Lee's list.  With flour flying, the veal was transformed and a veal limeoni was created.  The garden offered up lovely basil which was flash fried.  A lime butter was created (melted with fresh juice).  Flour was seasoned and dredging preceded frying.  A wine sauce was quickly reduced and the lime butter added in small quantity.  With fresh pasta and a rosé sauce, it was a meal fit for a Tuscan evening.  Our Ken survived it.  Fruit for dessert ended the day. 

The return of the blog

The blog interruption was simply Lee's travel schedule interfering with life.  And the roofing project continues. The major side is now complete with work moving to the front.  Once this area is finished,  there is one section to go.  The summer of the roof may actually finish by autumn.  The property is resplendent with flowers and dahlias of varying sizes are offering themselves up as centerpieces.  Our Ken is studying his fall gardening magazines, catalogues and papers, considering next steps.  The blueberry crop has been gathered and jams of many persuasions line the kitchen.  Yellow plums are available and summer is winding down in NS.  There have been the usual Regalridge moments.  Lee's return was scheduled to be late and Air Canada determined that later is even better.  Our Ken determined that he would be early (not a common occurrence) so arrived before 11:30.  Lee collected her luggage all the while picturing Our Ken sleeping in his chair.  And she was sort of correct.  Going outside to find a taxi (few and far between at 12:30 am) a man wandered past looking very sleepy.  Yes, it was Our Ken who had been snoozing - in Stanfield International instead of the den.  He might still be there had someone not dropped a bag.  Then there was the early morning rise and shine to get a puppy to the airport to meet the new owner who was bivouacking to collect the little guy.  It was a highly successful practice run - and the new owner will be pleased with our experience when she arrives on that flight next week . . .

The kennel has been busy - as is usual for August.  Penny departed with a wave to Sally the Lab.  Sally, who has boarded with us since she was a baby, is a great girl and is loved by all of the other dogs in the kennel.  Bryden the ancient Welsh is in residence.  At his very advanced age he is doing incredibly well, marching along to the big yards and enjoying his ability to meet and greet - the bigger the better.  He has his eye on Buzz - did we mention he is  Welsh of advanced years?  Lorena the German Shepherd Dog is a lovely addition.  Our Ken has developed a relationship with her and is highly approving of her ability to take life in her stride.  And Buzz is Buzz. 

The house dogs are well but very tired of the summer of the roof.  There are limits to the yards with all of the men here.  Patti is particularly out of sorts - her yard has been appropriated and these men are difficult to keep in line.  The kitchen activity level is keeping the Norwich happy and healthy.   There are lots of fresh vegetables migrating from the market cross the road.  May loves raw beans and peas.  Marguerite's puppies continue to leave and Marguerite considers us terrible care takers.  She has made the point many times that she managed to look after all of those puppies for many weeks and we are losing them at an alarming rate.  Laurel is moving back out to the kitchen with increasing frequency.  Her little ones now have open eyes and are learning about life. 

Dinner has been a work in progress.  Getting back into the swing of meals takes a bit of time.  Starting with planked salmon, steak has also been on order.  Haddock surfaced and Our Ken now sees that Lee being in |Ontario means fish on her return.  There are new potatoes, fresh beans and Valley corn.  There are field tomatoes and lots of fresh fruit.  It is a great time of year.   

Cloud but no showers and no sun

All is well at Regalridge.  The roofing project has resumed so the dogs are confined to barracks.  Needless to say, that does nto amuse most.  Some would simply be in the house anyway but since they can't go out in their usual yard, they are moping.  The good news is that they are becoming inured to the hammering, banging and general noise level that they aren't making.  Perhaps thunder will be less alarming - and perhaps the sun will rise in the West.  Our Ken spent the day supervising the roofers, mowing and shaking his head at much of what he encountered.  The roof is a challenge.  The young men work hard and progress is being made but it is slow.  Lee spent the day in organization mode.  Goals that were set for the summer are slowly being accomplished.  And light is being seen.  

The kennel is quiet this week end.  Dyland and Little Maggie departed, leaving Pippa to hold the fort and keep Miss Molly in line.  Molly loves Pippa so the two are enjoying their summer camp experience.  Sarah is watching the little pair and whispering opportunities for mischief and mayhem.  To this point, they are ignoring the Airedale advice.  Trebia and Barrett are in charge of number four yard, all dog races and supervision of the roofing project.  Barrett is encouraging the fellows to work to their full potential.  Buzz is Buzz - obstreperous and active.  Cody is a great fellow, a lovely senior Golden Retriever who is collegial and happy to be wherever he happens to be.  He enjoys the big yards and is equally happy to be in his run.   

The house dogs will be as happy as Lee to see the end of the roofing project.  Piper can't understand why she can't be outside supervising the job - flying shingles can be contained with a little encouragement, she suggests.  Patti had a quick visit with Felicia who dropped in for a few minutes.  That perked Miss Patti.  Laurel is now making her thoughts known - and she has lots of them.  Sometimes she would like her water changed, at other times, she feels the need for a big milkbone of four.  It could be a decision to go outside (although the route down the stairs to Jack's run does not thrill her) or it could simply be a desire to spend some quality time in the kitchen.  Learning to speak Laurel is a true necessity.  Only Rocky seems to like Jack's yard.  He trots down the steps to relax under the big apple tree and would stay there all day if possible.   

Showers dominated and Betsy saw the city

All is well at Regalridge.  The weather continues to be miserable - showers and cold days.  Still, we are well, the dogs are well and life goes on.  It was a day for Lee to go hunting and gathering.  There was banking to be done in the city, shopping that is beyond Our Ken and errands that required much organization.  All was accomplished and Betsy came home laden.  Fruit is abundant at Costco as are women with empty carts and wanderlust.  Several are fortunate to be ambulatory today.  Our Ken managed to keep a lid on Regalridge, sorted his garage and rustled dogs.  Early in the day pictures were taken of the puppies and emailed to those folks who had asked to see them.  Marguerite's litter is an outstanding one and these puppies are fabulous.  It really comes home just how high the quality is when the images are downloaded and able to be assessed. 

The kennel is well and settled.  Pippa and Dylan are looking after the Welsh contingent and are proud of their success rate.  None lost so far.  Little Maggie is looking after the whole shootin match and considers it a major accomplishment - now what she has accomplished is uncertain but her pride in it knows no bounds.  Sarah did not have her spin so she and Ken are on better terms and Molly Pug is tickled with the partee.  She doesn't know where to look first and has no desire to take on any managerial responsibilities, preferring to be a camp follower.  Buzz is Buzz.  Ursey is in residence and managing as our resident German Shepherd Dog manages.  She is a worrier but has learned the kennel routine and knows that her owners will be back for her.  This is such a tremendously loyal breed and separation from owners is always a concern.  Cody the Golden is a great fellow.  This is his first visit and he has settled in happily.  He and Molly will have a spin together as soon as there is sun.  Barrett is in residence and courting his beloved Trebia.  In spite of the weather, the two had races - and bonding moments - and races. 

The house dogs slept.  Charlotte has appropriated a favourite bed and won't get up.  Lee's shopping included new dog toys and several came home.  That will perk Our Charlotte up.  There is nothing better than swinging a new toy and torturing Marilla to make Charlotte kick up her Airedale heels.  A lovely new waterproof bed came home.  Marguerite didn't like it. Friday is garbage day.  Patti is worried about having lost Felicia who is off ill.  She is eating sporadically (Patti - not Felicia).  Jack got a new ball.  He smiled. 

After the grueling city tour, dinner was managed without heads landing on plates.  There was spaghetti with roasted garlic bread from the oven.  That was followed by lemon cake.  And tomorrow is another day.

Rain so no roofing today

The news is all about Our Ken and the weather.  He is able to focus on his inability to eat anything hot since he can't go out and play.  The rains continue although the thunder showers that were a potential did not materialize - hallelujah!  So there was quiet time in the kennel, play for the puppies in their pen and a constant rain through the day and evening.  Lee managed to find her way through paper and finalize Toronto reservations for next week.  And then there is the squirrel.  Our Ken has coddled the squirrel population, feeding them as he feeds the County bird population.  Well, the feed has not been as plentiful in summer when critters and winged friends are able to easily fend for themselves.  Mr squirrel disagrees.  So, in a fit of pique, he has determined that sitting on a dining room chair and demanding his due is warranted.  He has  been encouraged to retreat to the outdoors by  Chantelle and now by Our Ken.   The encouragement comes in the way of entreaty, a game of chase and something akin to a curling yell.  This is followed by a sweeping of the air (someone will some day explain that to me) and an assurance that all doors to the outside are as ajar as a door can get.  The interesting aside to this event is that although Our Ken and Chantelle have played this game separately, with neither being in residence for the other's antics, both are identical in approach, game, set and match.  Even the curling yell is indistinguishable. 

The kennel is ticking along.  Miss Pippa is managing Dylan and the two older Welsh are doing very well indeed.  Neither minds boarding and both enjoy the activity level.  Keeping a Welsh interested is the key to a happy co-existence.  Little Maggie is in charge and ensures that anything that happens meets with her approval.  She manages nicely - all four pounds of her!  Molly Pug has settled in easily, as a Pug is wont to do.  She is eating well (another Pug trait) and keeping up with Maggie's encouragements to watch what is happening and join in at her leisure.  Maggie, the seasoned visitor, is a natural instructor.  Molly is happy to have the assistance.  Buzz is Buzz.  Sarah is leading everyone on a merry chase daily - Our Ken is not amused with Sarah's adventurous spirit at the moment.  Mentioning her name does not bring a quick smile.  And then there was the arrival of Big B.  Trebia could hardly believe her ears when she heard that Barrett was to be here a whole week.  She has advised him of the roofing project and they are planning special races to wow the young roofers.  That will have to be pretty impressive to have a greater impact than the singing of the Basset Hound so time will tell.  Trebia is sure it can be done and Barrett lives in hope that they will bring a chair to watch so he can take a brief time out in their laps.  You know, an Airedale in the lap is a lot of dog (Piper demurs) but a Gordon Setter in a lap makes the Airedale look downright puny. 

Puppies are keeping everyone busy.  Marguerite's litter is doing well with their housebreaking and with their interest in all that is happening around them.  The smaller male puppy is a tremendous little fellow.  We are tickled with his personality.  The bigger two are impressive in their bone and substance.  All have fabulous coats, colour and outlines.  All in all a lovely litter.  Laurel's babies are well and growing.  She is now eating up a storm and offering lots of time and effort.  It has taken her a bit to really get into the moment but she is now fully committed to her maternal duties.   The house dogs are well and tired of rain.  Charlotte lets herself out, stands on the deck, looks at the yard with rains continuing, turns and lets herself back into the house.  Occasionally she takes another with her.  Lots to be said for the Regalridge gated community.  The Norwich don't care about the weather - they don't go outside anyway.  The Welsh are disgusted with wet grass and high step across their run, shaking each foot as it is picked up and put down.  If we would allow it, Patti would lay outside on the kitchen deck and watch the rain - her old bones do not support that so she is supported in this fascinating activity for only a short time each day. 

Meals were not hot!  There was bread instead of toast (lovely apricot sourdough), cereal and bananas.  There was a tuna melt for lunch (with the cheese cooled to room temp prior to being served - 'cause it couldn't be hot!).  And there was grilled salmon with a ricotta and artichoke stuffed ravioli for dinner.  No one is allowed to mention either the ricotta or the artichoke since Our Ken is sure he doesn't like either.  Dinner was cooled to room temp - the ingredients lend themselves to that quite easily.  And tomorrow Our Ken will be back to his normal cheery self . . .

Weather warnings included a tornado alert

It was an interesting day.  There was rain forecast so the roofers were not here.  Our Ken had an appointment with - wait for it - a Gumologist.  Yes, folks, specialties have been divided to the point that there is a Gumologist available to your local corner Dentist, with new and improved instruments of torture.  The tooth was saved, yet again, but at a cost to Our Ken's good humour.  Returning to Regalridge the mantra was "I can't eat anything hot" and this is to go on for two days.  Now think about this, Our Ken requires 3 meals a day.  Included in those meals are basic ingredients or the meal is not deemed a meal.  So, it started.  Sweetly asked - 'What would you like for lunch'?  Response "I can't eat anything hot".  Sweetly responded  "Well, what might you like"?  Response "I can't eat anything hot".  Progress was not swift.  So, offerings were given - a grilled cheese "No, that's hot.  I can't have anything hot!"  A salad? "I don't like salad"  A sandwich?  "OK but I don't like sandwiches"  Sweetly asked - 'what filling in your sandwich'  Response "I can't eat anything hot"  Out came the peanut butter "Cut off the crusts" followed by  "Can you put banana on it"  And yes, he survived - forget the dentist.  He survived Lee, but it was touch and go at the banana stage.  Going upstairs for a rest was a blessing.  Molly Pug arrived at dinner time and as her owners departed, the rains started, followed by the first bang.  A thunder storm - lovely.  Close kennel doors, settle dogs, race to the house and get Marilla on a leash.  Surface Our Ken "what are we having for dinner - I can't eat anything hot"  Like that was missed earlier, thinks Lee.  Food was assembled but set aside as the storm gathered strength.  Starting at six, it continued to three in the morning.  The Airedales ranged from Charlotte who claimed a bed and slept through, the puppies who deemed it Parteeee, Paula who heralded each peal of thunder, and Marilla who tried to crawl inside Our Ken.  Piper sat on Lee's lap.  Dolly tried to do the same.  Marguerite stood on the back of the couch - not a bad feat, all things considered.  Patti occasionally got up and made a circle.  It was a long nine hours.  In one hiatus, the kennel was sorted and closed.  During another, food was consumed - potatoes that had been cooked and cooled, cold chicken and a tomato salad (which did not pass muster as Our Ken offered up "I can't have tomatoes" as the salad was put on the table.  It was close. 

The kennel is just fine.  Unlike the airport ramp crews who are not allowed on the tarmac in a thunder storm (think many planes unable to offload passengers for up to eight hours) Our Ken and Lee were in and out of the kennel building to chat with the visitors.  Little Maggie kept everyone in line.  Sarah did not enjoy the weather but most of the rest managed nicely.  Dylan asked "what storm" and Pippa shrugged.  Molly, the Pug, and the new arrival wondered if all evenings were this exciting at the kennel and if so, she was all for it!  Scooter played with her ball.  Buzz settled. 

More weather is forecast for the next two days.  Surely not of this magnitude.  The house dogs are worn out - Ken noted that by one in the morning even Marilla had given up her frantic worry and settled in to hum a Doris Day tune.

Meals have been chronicled.  And tomorrow is another day. 

Of gas shortages, good weather and long week ends

It has been a busy couple of days.  The roof project continues and shingles rain from the roof as hammers tap away.  It is hard work and the fellows are unfailingly pleasant.  Lee bakes daily now - a bonus Our Ken thinks.  The weather has been pleasant with warm days - a real mid-summer period in Nova Scotia.  Hearing Linda speak of 103 F in Virginia does give one pause.  Gardening is happening with the major activity being trimming back the heavy growth.  Jungle-like conditions prevail and Our Ken is searching further afield for heavier trimming shears.  The big news in the area was the lack of gas in Nova Scotia.  Stations were without gas - in some cases since last week.  Elmsdale ran out on Friday evening and had cars sitting at the tanks over night.  Needless to say, plans of many were changed since driving was out of the question.  There was simply a lack of planning at the refinery in NS that led to the shortage during a period of the highest demand of the summer.  The owner of the company looking after the roofing project is stranded in Cape Breton and says that he hasn't been able to move for four days.  All stations in the area are empty and have been for four days.  He hopes to be able to get home tomorrow.  An unusual challenge for NS.  There is some thought being given to a few days sailing in August and a trip for a few days to the house in PEI. 

Felicia has been off work for a few days so Ken and Lee managed the busy long week end.  There were lots of visiting dogs to keep everyone company but fewer than had been predicted.  Folks cancelled because of the gas shortage.  Still, the big fellows arrived and departed.  The Bernese, Boxer and Toller departed with a wave and happy greetings for their owners.  Pippa had her spa day and looks particularly fetching.  Little Maggie is here and in charge of everyone's world.  Dylan is in residence and managing nicely.  Buzz is missing the company that had joined him - a huge step forward for Buzz.  He doesn't want to be with them but now is happy to have them in the area.  Progress of a sort. 

The house dogs would like the roofing project finished.  That isn't happening soon.  Charlotte looks at the ladder as she is marched to the exercise yard and appears to want to give it a shake.   Piper notes that they can pound away - she is not leaving the house again.  Patti is ignoring the entire business and says there is no project in her world.  Marilla has heard a rumour that thunder storms are imminent but with the pounding of the roofing project, she is uncertain that thunder will bother her ever again.  Dolly notes that any day a dog can lay in front of an air conditioning vent is a good day and everyone should give that some thought.  Laurel remains unperturbed and is looking after her little family with great care, eating well and enjoying the food being prepared for her dining pleasure.  Marguerite's puppies are growing quickly and doing well in their house breaking.  We have heard from the folks in Pictou that they are delighted with the progress of Baylee and that she is having no accidents in the house.  Susan and Shirley report that their little Liz is also house broken - amazing given the time the puppies have been in their homes and their age.  We do start the house breaking process early - with the puppies looking to us to get them out as soon as we get to the great room in the morning.  And this is a particularly bright litter - Marguerite is certainly among the brightest lights at Regalridge and Clint is a very focused and tractable fellow so the combination seems to mitigate to produce bright and biddable puppies - a great combination. 

Food has been plentiful.  With the appetites of the young roofers and the time of year, there has been a great deal of kitchen activity.  Cherry jam has been made, to Ken's delight, and joins last week's apricot.  The peach coffee cake has been polished off, replaced by a marble pound cake made  with lovely bittersweet chocolate, banana and rum - not much to dislike there.  Only the Norwich are underwhelmed.  They are not fruit fans and have requested more vegetables less yucky fruit please.  Our Ken brought in soem of the blueberry crop so Eton Mess was produced for an after dinner treat.  There have been meals of haddock and wild rice, chicken salad with peach sauce, grilled apricot bread with fresh tomato and herb toppings,  a beer can chicken (always a hit) with hodge podge and many additions to fill in the holes.  Susan and Shirley's cheese has been polished off and we are hoping for a repeat visit to shore up the supplies.  Still, our Ken is happy and well cared for and don't we all live for that..