Dear possums, squirrels, birds and any other critter that wanders onto the acre,
Do you see that adorable brindle greyhound resting so peacefully? Her name is Sara. She’s 11 years old and yes, she looks quite sweet on the settee.
Let me tell you a little secret. She may be a senior, she may look sweet but this girl is a born hunter. If she sees you or smells you in her yard according to her hard-wiring, you are fair game. She’s brutal and shows no mercy. She’s currently resting up so that she’s ready for her next hunting adventure.
Those double six foot fences we have around the acre are there for two reasons. Mainly to keep her in and safe and mostly to keep the critters out where they are safe.
We have sent you memo after memo and you chose not to believe me. Please do. She doesn’t mess around.
PS, Sorry little possum, I hope you escaped to safety.
Our little grand dogger Goldee is helping me kick off the summer dog events. We’ll be doing pet portraits at the Willamutt Strut in downtown Salem at the Riverfront Park Sunday, June 14. Our booth will be up and ready to go at 8 am.
In February we thought we might like to sell the house and the acre. After looking around, we quickly realized that what we wanted just didn’t exist, so, we went to work updating our house.
For the longest time, I have been in love with crown molding. Keep in mind that neither of us our super handy, Karen more so than me.
For two months we were without window coverings. The big window is 10.5 feet wide. It was nearly impossible to find fabrics that were wide enough and worked in roller shades. The roller shades made the most sense so that we could roll them up and the doggies could see out the windows. We had the perfect fabric picked out only to find out a month later that it didn’t come wide enough. We called it our happy accident because we absolutely love our second choice.
New sofa’s were in order and we both wanted leather. This one is a sofa sleeper the other had two recliners on each end. It seems odd to order two new sofas and then keep them covered with blankets all of the time.
And this is where I spend a good deal of my time at home. The love seat is a treasure we found at the Goodwill and the dogs love taking turns lying on it when I am working. Except for refacing the fireplace at a later date, the these two rooms are done. Finally. All dog friendly.
I am also officially half way through a portrait class I’m taking. It consumes an amazing amount of time, but I love it.
And… yes, we are still preparing for Timber’s big surprise this year. Stay tuned.
I’m having an extremely hard time believing that it is already June. I feel like this year has just been a race against the clock.
Fergie is a perfect example of how I’m feeling.
We played with greyhound puppies on Sunday. Meet Merc and Athena.
This is the face of a hunter, a mighty hunter.
Sara is almost 11 years old and yet she is the most efficient, active hunter in the gardens. Two weeks ago she brought down two birds. Convincing her to leave the second bird at the back door was perhaps the most challenging event of all.
Two nights ago, she cornered a possum. Fortunately, neither were hurt and the possum safely escaped to the other side of the fence.
Yes, beware of the look of the huntress.
This is what I get when Karen travels for work.
They hate it. Life is boring.
Apparently the grand dogger Goldee has thrown the gauntlet down. She’s challenged Zip and Timber to a fluff-off.
Go ahead sister, bring it. We accept your challenge.
Beautiful skies yesterday morning and we took Little Miss Fergie out for some photos. Seriously, can a dog get any more happier than this?