There is simply too much hurrying and too little ability to keep up with the season's dictates. That leads to adventures at Regalridge. Lee has managed to flood the kitchen, simply through inattention. Ken has had a grooming room flood and water appears to be the theme of this holiday. bob arrived early one morning and Home Hardware is likely never going to be the same again. The Ken and Bob Show appeared, re-appeared and showed up again at their doors, only to return with more queries. There may well have been a Home Hardware person in the kennel holding a wrench, just to get rid of them. And that's Our Ken in a nutshell - never fix a small job when a large one will do just as well. It's a wonder the one pipe didn't turn into replumbing the entire building. There were date squares eaten (Bob's favourite treat) and soup enjoyed - despite Lee's addition of honey that made Bob's eyes widen. Dawn and Jim were able to join the Regalridge table of Ken, Lee and Chantelle for a prime rib dinner. Our Ken uses Jimmy as a reason for bring home a prime rib on a regular basis. Jimmy humours him and chokes it down. Shopping is finished. As with all things Christmas, the case of the disappearing presents has again surfaced. Small but critical-to-the-success-of-the-day items have been purchased twice. Other items have been more well mannered and are in the mail or wrapped and ready to be gifted. Plans are made for visits, lunches and dinners. A schedule has actually developed and things may yet unfold as they should - not likely, but one can live in hope. Decorating continues. Wrapping continues. Baking continues. The weather has stayed warm - the only saving grace with all of the shopping required during this season. The birds are plentiful, though, with a constant flock of Jays and Doves, the two pair of Woodpeckers, three pair of Chickadees and the flocks of Starlings and Grosbeaks. Phil pheasant is firmly ensconced in residence with his bevy of Philomenas. The use of the front door must now be judicious. Our Ken does not allow Phil to be disturbed while partaking of the fare spread under the chestnut tree for his dining pleasure.
The kennel is ticking along nicely and the seasonal visitors are arriving.
The house crew love Christmas. There is a high level of kitchen activity - Piper is thrilled to death. Lily has gone home to PEI so the competition for Lee's attention has lessened. Piper waved good by for hours - just to ensure the Rod-mobile didn't take a wrong turn and land back at the gates. Lily was happy to see her very own people and had lots of stories to share. Even as she left, she couldn't quite put her paw on where those babies of hers had disappeared and who those critters were in the den. They looked a little familiar but . . . Motherhood was a blink of an eye to Miss Lily. The puppies are a fabulous litter. Logan is an outstanding dog. The stars have aligned and with the addition of Lily's most excellent genetics and good looks, this litter is simply lovely. All love the large stuffed dog that is in the pen with them, offering a gathering spot for snoozes. Green collar is the high-minded fellow and sleeps on top of the dog at every opportunity. Red collar keeps them all honest. Personalities are emerging quickly now.
Dinner was tortière with Our Ken's potatoes and a lovely chocolate gingerbread. June delivered several pounds of Rogers chocolate (from the latest visit to the 'other Island') so the season is promising.
The kennel is ticking along nicely and the seasonal visitors are arriving.
The house crew love Christmas. There is a high level of kitchen activity - Piper is thrilled to death. Lily has gone home to PEI so the competition for Lee's attention has lessened. Piper waved good by for hours - just to ensure the Rod-mobile didn't take a wrong turn and land back at the gates. Lily was happy to see her very own people and had lots of stories to share. Even as she left, she couldn't quite put her paw on where those babies of hers had disappeared and who those critters were in the den. They looked a little familiar but . . . Motherhood was a blink of an eye to Miss Lily. The puppies are a fabulous litter. Logan is an outstanding dog. The stars have aligned and with the addition of Lily's most excellent genetics and good looks, this litter is simply lovely. All love the large stuffed dog that is in the pen with them, offering a gathering spot for snoozes. Green collar is the high-minded fellow and sleeps on top of the dog at every opportunity. Red collar keeps them all honest. Personalities are emerging quickly now.
Dinner was tortière with Our Ken's potatoes and a lovely chocolate gingerbread. June delivered several pounds of Rogers chocolate (from the latest visit to the 'other Island') so the season is promising.
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