There were twelve doggy boarders this weekend, and though several were quite “vocal”, they were easy to care for.
Today I spent a few extra hours sewing in the kennel building, and then I could “shush” our guests when necessary, and in fact, when I’m present, they tend to watch me quietly.
Who might THESE be for?
Little Gus was boarding this weekend, so I presented him with his personalized blanket and a matching bandana. He does seem more impressed with his rawhide chew.
It is a little hard to keep a work space for myself in my shop, but you’ve seen this happen before:
I never get cross with the cats for elbowing their way into my space; I simply try to “skootch” them over enough to get some work done, and ensure that they don’t touch the hot iron.
There were brand new clients with us this for a couple of days. Here are Astra and Luna, who had never been boarded in a kennel before, but adjusted perfectly well.
We had a visit from dear Festus this weekend also.
I groomed Roper and several other dogs this week, though it was a pretty slow period. I don’t mind. As you can see, Smokey remains ever helpful and reassuring.
On Saturday, Gary purchased a good mountain bike from Cliff in McBride. It was an unusual sight to have a man ride a bicycle past the kitchen window as I prepared lunch, and especially unexpected in winter.
On Saturday afternoon, we attending the “Celebration of Life” of our friend, and friend to everyone, Ruth Sharp. It was like a tea party in her honour and she would have approved. People had happy stories of Ruth’s pleasant personality, friendship and of her extraordinary creative talents. She will be missed.
Well, folks, my dear friends. I started chatting late and now it’s time to tuck the canine guests in for the night. Take care, everyone.