The weather is holding - hot and sunny with clear skies and a little humidity. Minor consideration was given turning on the air conditioning - that, too, passed. There was the addition of a trip to the city to keep things busy enough and a quick spin through Costco for Our Ken who was in shopping withdrawal. Kelly was spotted either doing semaphore in the Costco parking lot or flagging us down. It was a good but short visit and update on all of the boys and girls. Shh - don't tell Tony and Shawn but there had already been an update on Bella,, Laurel, Avalon and Anjin from other visitors to Regalridge earlier in the month; these visitors had not met the two Taylor clans but were able to reel off the Airedale names in rapid succession - oh, and they remembered Tony's name as well - go figure . . . It was home again to sort through the dogs and ready the evening process.
The kennel ticks along with little Bella firmly managing her recruits, Scarlett humouring her and Sarah muttering about upstarts. Trebia heard the news that her boyfriend is arriving for the week end and spent the evening practicing courses and being speedy. Chantelle's Welsh, in residence for the week end, urged everyone on - and on - and on. Clem is doing well, motoring along and waiting for Chantelle who is lost yet again.
The house crew are well and happy. With the sun and hot mid-day temperatures, the Airedales headed for the cool floors of the house. That worked for them. Clint had the ride of the day to have his adult hip scores done now that he is old enough and, passing with flying colours according to our Vet and now sent of to the US system for processing. His prelims had looked great so this is the icing on the cake for this gentle, impressive fellow. With his impressive bearing, Clint garners huge attention wherever he goes. He was the star of the Clinic, waiting patiently in the outer office until his turn came, patted and spoken to by everyone who came and went. His only raised eyebrow occurred when Stuart, the Clinic cat, came over and rubbed his ankles. That was an interesting moment. Babies are growing with most more accepting of food that does not come expressly in liquid form. There are still hold outs, however, who demanded their bottle at bedtime. Piper was not amused that her night routine was postponed and grumbled for the entire feeding session.
Dinner was turkey and Our Ken was appreciative. Earlier in the day there were spiced muffins with fresh apricots. All is well.
The kennel ticks along with little Bella firmly managing her recruits, Scarlett humouring her and Sarah muttering about upstarts. Trebia heard the news that her boyfriend is arriving for the week end and spent the evening practicing courses and being speedy. Chantelle's Welsh, in residence for the week end, urged everyone on - and on - and on. Clem is doing well, motoring along and waiting for Chantelle who is lost yet again.
The house crew are well and happy. With the sun and hot mid-day temperatures, the Airedales headed for the cool floors of the house. That worked for them. Clint had the ride of the day to have his adult hip scores done now that he is old enough and, passing with flying colours according to our Vet and now sent of to the US system for processing. His prelims had looked great so this is the icing on the cake for this gentle, impressive fellow. With his impressive bearing, Clint garners huge attention wherever he goes. He was the star of the Clinic, waiting patiently in the outer office until his turn came, patted and spoken to by everyone who came and went. His only raised eyebrow occurred when Stuart, the Clinic cat, came over and rubbed his ankles. That was an interesting moment. Babies are growing with most more accepting of food that does not come expressly in liquid form. There are still hold outs, however, who demanded their bottle at bedtime. Piper was not amused that her night routine was postponed and grumbled for the entire feeding session.
Dinner was turkey and Our Ken was appreciative. Earlier in the day there were spiced muffins with fresh apricots. All is well.
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