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WORDLESS WEDNESDAYS — Look, Bob, It’s Snow!

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DAILY POST WORDPRESS WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE – SCALE

This week, play with scale.  Share an image that highlights a size relationship — make us pause and take a second look to understand the scale of the elements in your photos.  {For more information, go here.}

In addition to Mlle. Renee, there is another dog living in the house.  He’s a much smaller dog named SPOT, and he can usually be found hanging around in the detritus on the door of the refrigerator. Look closely and you’ll surely see him.Spot On The Wall

SPOT ON THE FRIDGE

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Here he is in the potted plant on the deck.

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On the trail in the Lonesome Pine.Guard Duty

On guard duty with Mlle. Renee!

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Taking a sun break!

Yard Patrol

On lookout at the front entrance.

Perimeter Patrol

Walking Perimeter Patrol

Snack Time

And sneaking a snack when Renee isn’t looking!

WORDLESS WEDNESDAYS – Renee Days And Nap Time

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Renee Days And Nap Time

THE WORD PRESS DAILY POST WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: WARMTH

Whether you live on my side of the planet or in the Southern Hemisphere, enjoying real heat on the beach or in your yard, show us your take on warmth. You can go from the literal (saunas! scarves! steaming cups of tea!) to the figurative (the embrace of family members coming together for the holidays, the look of affection on your pet’s face, or even just a photo with a particularly warm color palette, no matter its subject matter). (For more information, go here.)

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And Mlle. Renee was snuggled in the warmth of her bed.

While visions of dog treats danced through her head.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY — MINE, ALL MINE!

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WORDLESS WEDNESDAYS: HURRY, CHRISTMAS!!!

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TODAY WAS BAKING DAY … FOR MLLE. RENEE?

Back when I adopted Mlle. Renee, one of the first toys I bought her was a chew bone with a ball in the middle and two bone ends that screwed off to allow you to add rawhide rings for extra chewing fun. Renee loved it, and whenever she wanted something to chew on she would bring it over to me and drop it in my lap for a rawhide ring replacement. This was our routine for about four years. As happens with most good things the manufacture of the rawhide rings was moved to China. Then one day I noticed the rawhide had a strong chemical smell when I opened a new package. Later I heard about dogs becoming ill from eating the product. And eventually, the pet stores stopped carrying the product. If something smells bad to me, I don’t give it to my faithful companion. So when she would bring her favorite chew toy to me for a refill, I had to tell her I had to go shopping to buy some. And when she wasn’t looking, I hide the toy away.

Not wanting to be a Grinch to my best friend, I worked on finding something to replace the rawhide rings. I found a recipe for a dog cookie made using oatmeal, peanut butter, pumpkin and vanilla extract, and my best friend discovered his grandmother’s old doughnut cutter that cut a ring the size of the old rawhide ring.  So yesterday I baked up a batch of edible ring replacements.DSC00839

Unfortunately,  they backed up at twice the thickness of the original rawhide rings,  so I could only add a cookie ring on one side of the toy.DSC00840

But when Renee saw it, this was her immediate reaction.DSC00841

 

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And she really liked it!

I made enough rings to get me through the rest of the month, so I won’t have to make the next batch until after Christmas. Note: while the rings smelled very good cookie-wise, they did get very crunchy when they cooled. So I passed on doing a personal taste test.

THANKSGIVING IS A FAMILY AFFAIR!

Thanksgiving Turkey  I have always spent Thanksgiving surrounded by family. And this year was no different … I was again invited to share the bird with my younger brother and sister-in-law and their children and grandchildren.DSC00824

Naturally, Mlle. Renee didn’t like the idea of being left home alone with a few of her favorite play toys. Notice the fearful look on the stuffed fallen star who had just seen the unstuffed squirrel and bear. He wasn’t too keen about staying home with Renee and her unstuffed pals either.  But, after promising to bring a bit of turkey home for her I was allowed the get dressed. So as an unforecasted snow began to fall, I packed up my contribution to the family feast (fresh-baked dinner rolls and Carrot/Pineapple Orange Jello Salad) and headed off into the woods of the far western burbs.

I arrived to discover my great-niece and great-nephew working in the Kiddy Kitchen cooking up a storm of their own.

DSC00826Don’t know what they were cooking, but apparently they had to wear safety goggles to cook it. My sister-in-law was a bit luckier as her dinner was either in the oven or on the stove taking care of itself. Also, she didn’t have to wear goggles to do her cooking.  She was also able to take a break for a little family game session.DSC00825

And she was winning.DSC00831

My brother was playing on the floor with his grandkids. DSC00827Then Little Luke had discovered something better to play with on the floor.

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It was the velcro strap on my lazy-man shoe, and he began to open and close it for just about 479 times.  Thankfully, the dinner finished cooking itself and we prepared to eat. We were seated at two different dining tables.DSC00829

This one was rather historic because it celebrated its 77th birthday this summer. It was the original dining table of my mother and father. My brother restored it several years ago. (They made furniture to last in the 30s.)  I was seated at the other dining table with the rest of the family. Which is why I didn’t take a picture of that table.

Naturally, dinner was fantastic and we all gobbled it up like turkeys!  And then we just sat around …DSC00832

… waiting for our dinner to settle down to allow for dessert!DSC00834

When I got home, Mlle. Renee gave me one of those It’s About Time looks that really means, “So, where’s my TURKEY!’GoofyTurkey

“That’s all, folks!”

This Thanksgiving dinner story starred one brother, one sister-in-law, four nephews, four nieces, two great nephews, two great nieces, Mlle. Renee, one very big turkey and me.

 

 

Mlle. Renee Takes Me For A Walk

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THE CALL OF THE WILD!

Every afternoon Renee will walk into the living room and walk over to the rocking chair where her walking leach hangs. She will hit it several times with her nose to let me know it is time for our almost daily constitutional. (She doesn’t go out on rainy days. Smart dog, she hates getting her feet wet.) Some days I pick the route, other days I let her lead the way.DSC00712

She has her own favorite treks around the neighborhood.DSC00715

And most of them involve utility poles where she can check if anyone new has visited her stomping grounds. Recently, she discovered grasshoppers who seem to always hop into her path.DSC00707

Usually, they will hop away as soon as she sees them. Unfortunately, the other day a three-incher landed in front of her and failed to hop away. Naturally, being the great hunting hound, she caught him in her snicker-snacking teeth. One bite, and she spit him back out. Lesson learned, grasshoppers taste bad,

and she is not inclined to add them to her regular menu. And with that, she lead me back home where she could wash her mouth out with cool, clean water.

DSC00713She also knows there is a jar of little bitty-bones on the kitchen counter waiting for her return.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAYS

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