FYRKRKR ~ The Knitting, Fishing, Crazy Dog Lady

Whazza Goin' On?

2007-09-23T16:04:00.000-07:00

Wow! It has been a very long time since my last post, and it was sparse for some time before that! Losing George really out me in a state of sadness that has taken a long time to recover from! There's been lots going on around here, tho!
An Adoption Announcement will be posted soon and updates on my dog training business as well as training tips and thoughts will soon be found here!
Take care,
Gayle

2007 Goals

2007-01-04T22:08:00.000-08:00

I've never believed in making resolutions. I do believe in setting goals and that in order for a dream to become a goal, it has to be recorded and expressed. So here goes...

My goal for this year is to eat healthier food and explore the types of foods I choose to put into my body, possibly becoming vegan or vegetarian, with the ultimate goal of losing at least 50 pounds from my current weight. I enjoy the process of this new healthier me and the way I look, feel and act as I become healthier and more fit.

I will take an animal communication workshop and enjoy a deeper and more meaningful relationship with my animal friends.

I will listen to my body while working out, walking and exercising to push it to work hard but within safe boundaries for steady improvement.

I will walk, swim, yoga or do some sort of exercise daily.

I will capitalize on marketing opportunities for my business and follow up on things that need completion.

I will knit for the sheer pleasure of it and finish projects I have already started.

I will not find other things to do to avoid cleaning house!

I will use my embroidery machine and make something beautiful to wear!

I will take and pass the CPDT exam!

I will attend the APDT conference this fall.

I will tell my family, dogs and friends that I love them every day!

I will go fishing!

Santa Paws

2006-12-26T22:57:00.000-08:00

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Farm,

The creatures were stirring, but not in alarm!

Am-Moo-Lance was loaded and stuffed with care,

With knowledge that animal-lovers soon would be there!

The AARFF dogs had nestled all snug in their beds,

Until visions of tennis balls danced in their heads;

When Rover decided he could stand it no more,

Out he went to play and explore.

“They’ll be here soon!” cried Prince with glee.

“I just can’t stand it! I’ve got to pee!”

“Home for the HOWLidays,” Georgie explained to the pack.

“They’re delivering gifts in the morning, then coming back!”

“Everything goes to a special, needy pet,

Dog houses and beds; stuff their people can’t get.”

The dogs sat for a moment, watching the stars,

A moment of quiet, grateful to be where they are.

Then the chorus began as the dogs howled,

The farm animals joined them - and my, they were loud!

“What a great way,” they cried, “to spread Christmas cheer!

Please get here soon, we love volunteers!”

The Big Storm

2006-12-22T10:20:00.000-08:00

We lost 5 big, beautiful Cedar trees in the big storm and while it certainly could have been worse, the loss is painful for us. These trees were special to us. They had a spiritual quality to them and provided us a sanctuary in our yard along with peacefulness, shade and beauty. Our dogs loved them every bit as much as we did. We are glad that in their fall, they did as little damage as possible - will miss their energy and presence. My Gramps was fond of reciting this poem, which I will always remember:

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the Earth's sweet flowing breast
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of Robin's in her hairUpon whose bosom snow has lain
Who intimately lives with rainPoems are made by fools like me

But only God can make a tree.-Joyce Kilmer

Beautiful, Snowy Lake Chelan

2006-12-02T11:54:00.000-08:00

The snow is sparkling at the water's edge and the fog across the lake is giving the town a mystery-novel appearance. It is as if we've stepped into a great Dicken's novel and are embarking on a grande adventure. Perhaps we are...

Art took some wonderful shots last night, I'd like to share (above and below) and be sure he gets full credit for the photography and special effects. Having the forethought to play with Sepia and Black and White was a great idea.

I've begun a very important Christmas present. I hope to finish it while here, but doubt that will happen. I am making good time, however. I got the inspiration for this scarf in a men's clothing store in Seattle called Mario's. It was $225. Yes. $225.00 !!! Can you imagine! Of course, I inspected and did measurements with my hands and arms and did all I could without calling too much attention to myself or making the saleman think I was a freak or shoplifter as I was calculating how to duplicate it...
Since it isn't a normal ribbing pattern, it was really throwing me off and I knew I was doddling too long, but I also knew I'd figure it out if I looked long enough. I should have thought to use my cell phone camera and take a picture of the one in the store, but it didn't occur to me to do so. That's ok, I just knew that it was some funky ribbing, so thanks to some trial and error and some knitting books...voila! Mistake Ribbing! Who knew mistakes could be worth so much! And so easy to do!

If anyone is reading this (and I know no one does) but I'll put it up anyway. Mistake ribbing is (k2, p2) k1. Turn, repeat. Multiple of 4+1. The scarf will be a very wide (manly) short with Keyhole.

Gotta run, we're on vacation!

A busy year!

2006-11-22T19:40:00.000-08:00

Wow!
We got the camera back and in dowloading it's pictures, I've discovered a boatload of wonderful photo's and things we've done to blog about... so much has happened around here in the past few months. Much of which, we can certainly reflect upon with smiles and happiness.

To start, Hank was adopted into a wonderful permanent home. He's quite happy and his new family adores him. He's doing well and enjoys having a family that is home a lot to spend time with him, walk and play with him. As soon as I met them, I knew they were meant to be. It was not easy to say "So long, Buddy!" but I knew he was going to be happy. We're staying in touch and will be meeting for hugs and kisses at the park!
We love you Hank! You big Handsome HuggyBear!

I've actually gotten some knitting done, although I really can't show it all... Christmas is on it's way and the few people who might read this blog might be the ones I don't want seeing it! I did finish one of the Preemie Baby Blankets I was working on in time to turn it in. The other is still WIP. I'm hoping The Red Cross and Swedish Hospital do the Preemie drive again next year; I should be able to find the unfinished blanket and finish it in time for next year's drive. (I know, I am such a cheater!!!)

Here's the one I did make, and as I am so abhorrent with pastels (blame my mother! They gag me!) I hope that whomever the mom is that recieves it is a little funky and likes the colors. The yarn is Stork, I got it at Acorn and is it very soft. Another thing of beauty I can show you is this...
He (she? It was really too small to see!) was very beautiful on my bathroom ceiling and held quite still while I took a few pictures!

and a sneak peek on Christmas presents... talk about soft!Best!
G

A Moment of Thanks...

2006-11-12T15:17:00.000-08:00

As the flood waters have been rising here in the Pacific Northwest, numerous pets, farm animals, livestock and wild animals have been stranded with little or nowhere to go. They have endured hardship, lost lives and some have met some very courageous and loving people who risked their own lives to bring them to safety. Even living a few miles from where some of this was happening, I was barely aware of the severity of the situation until I visited Pasado’s Safe Haven on Saturday, November 11th and got a glimpse into the real situation. Even now, I do not truly grasp the magnitude of the situation, but I am aware of them all today as the rain continues to fall and the winds continue to blow.

Another thing that struck home was that there has been no TV news on this. Now, I'm not a TV junkie by any means, but I usually catch wind of breaking local news, particularly involving animals. Has all the media been so stuck on elections that they don't care about Fido and Fluffy stranded in the rising flood waters?

Regardless, we have much to be thankful for. The roof is not leaking, the power has remained on. Our burdens may feel heavy, but at times like this, how can we complain? The worst thing the storm did so far was blow the cover off the boat. Big deal.

Actually getting to go to Pasado's and meeting all the AARFF (American Association of Retired Felines and Fido's) and the chickens, pigs, Bonks the goose, Mrs. Bonks another goose, the donkey, the goats and all the wonderful people and other volunteers there that day was an amazing experience!

Thank you Pasado’s for the love and unending giving you do for all of us. We never know but that someday, it may be our dear fur friends whom you are reaching out to pluck from the horrors of a disaster and we appreciate each and every one of you!

Preemie Knitting

2006-09-18T20:00:00.000-07:00

Swedish Hospital and the Washington March of Dimes has a special event going that has even me knitting baby clothes - other than for adorable Mr. Clark Adams, that as! And NO, we're not pregnant!
The weblink is here: Preemie Clothing Drive. A lady in my water aerobics class brought the information to the pool and asked if we'd all help. I've got one blanket on the needles and plan to cast on another tomorrow while I take my mother to her doctor appointments. Maybe I'll even do a hat?
I hope to have camera access soon so I can post a few pics, as I really have been knitting and I am hoping I can sneak a photo of the baby blanket my MIL is knitting for the drive on here as well. It is very pretty! She says she can't knit anymore, but I saw the yarn, needles and about 4 inches of work done the other day... she's inspired, that's what she is!!!

Labor Day Weekend

2006-09-02T22:01:00.000-07:00

Well, usually this is the time of year when we head over to Lake Chelan for a little R&R. This year, we are sticking around the house, getting some work done towards installing natural gas (funny, I thought this household already had the very natural kind) and hopefully putting the boat in the water at one of our local fishing holes. I've spent the first day of "vacation" working...yes, updating my website and working on the materials I'll need for my upcoming classes, which start in October. Next Saturday, I'll be at Woof-N-Wiggles Doggie Daycare in Edmonds - in Firdale Village - at 1 o'clock for a special event! This is the location of my upcoming classes.
Other than working, Hank got a bath today. He is a good boy and is doing well, although fighting dandruff. I took him for a run along side my bicycle this morning and he really loved it. Art was worried we'd crash, of course and end up in the ER, but Hank was awesome. I think he's done this a time or two.
We're planning on going again tomorrow! Hopefully I'll have a camera again soon, so I can show you some pics and all the knitting I've gotten done lately!

Mostly Bob, by Tom Corwin

2006-08-25T09:22:00.000-07:00

I went to a book signing last night at Parkplace Books in Kirkland. Tom Corwin, musician, bass guitarist, vocalist and now author has published his book Mostly Bob telling the story of his 3rd Golden Retriever, Bob, in a unique and moving way. Bob was a neglected dog who lived next door to Tom and this is the true story of how one dog managed to change his own life. To me it is the story of how a simple act of extending kindness to someone who seemed unlovable & frightening was the key to allowing that Someone to find move past their wounds and pursue love and trust in another and in doing so, positively impacted so many!
If you live in the Seattle area and would like to attend a book signing with Tom Corwin there is another on Saturday, August 26th, at Elliott Bay Books.
Last nights signing was in honor of the Evergreen Golden Retriever Rescue, and Saturday's is for Pasado's Safe Haven AARFF Senior Dogs.
Happy Reading!

KNITTING??? Is this a KNITTING blog?!

2006-07-18T11:05:00.000-07:00

My, you'd think I'd forgotten! You'd think I'd have forgotten how to knit with how busy I am working to get Pawsitive Steps going well and keep all the balls in the air! I've had a lot to juggle lately! But I cannot complain. How can we when I know that my struggles are nothing compared to the suffering of so many who are facing much worse or harder things than I am. I really wish I could get healthy, stop the migraines and other medical issues... I think about all that I could do if I felt and was WELL, but alas, I don't want to complain, just a wish...

SO... knitting...my stress reliever. Yes, or sometimes NO...
Unfortunately, no camera today, but hopefully will have pictures soon. I've picked up the needles here and there and made progress on my Denim Blue Shrug, and the Flower Basket Shawl. The latter is giving me fits at the moment. Something is off, I was knitting while waiting for an MRI and missed something (which I have done with FBS before!) so I think I should keep Doctor Visit Knitting to more simple things - I'll have to go through my WIP's and see if I have anything small and conveniently transportable.

But, regardless, It is good to knit again!

There's a Hankster in the House!

2006-07-12T00:00:00.000-07:00

That's right, a Hankster, not a Prankster... Hank is a wonderful, good boy!Hank is a foster dog we are caring for, our first foster and I have to say, I am in love. I think it goes both ways... Hank is snoring behind me as I am writing this. He is an excellent well-mannered guy.

Hank and Amber are getting along quite well; he has decided she is the rightful DogQueen of the house and obliges her demands for always being first. He does however, make sure he gets his full share - especially of attention! I think this has been really good for Amber in that she had become quite a little hermit since we lost George and didn't seem to want to do much. I know we all grieve, but I hate to have to work for her to want to do anything around the house. I know she's going on 14, but I don't want her to turn into a little old lady that won't have any fun. She wasn't excited about a dog friend at first, but now they are pals.

Hank loves to play ball and is very snuggly. He also loves to be groomed, combed and clipped. I clipped his nails Saturday and he literally held up one paw, then the other for me to do it! Someone took good care of him and did a great job getting him familiar and happy with grooming as a puppy! Volunteering with rescue has been eye-opening, for me and I have not even brushed the surface of what goes on with caring for so many homeless pets or pets who need to be relocated to a different home. I am grateful for the time we will spend with Hank, for having this chance to help make a difference in this wonderful dog's life as he goes through a tough time of change and some emotional upheavals that go along with what he has been through... It has been interesting to see the changes in him just over the past few days as he gets more settled into our home and routines. I know that there are really great homes out there for guys like Hank, people who will love him and be dedicated to him, but a part of me wants to by a mountain, build a giant home and just take them all in. I know I can't do that, but there are so many great dogs (and other animals) that need homes. Well, Hank Buddy, we're gonna enjoy life while we are together!
Thanks for all the kisses today! (and keeping Miss Amber happy!)
Gayle

If you're interested in adopting a dog, please consider rescuing one from your local pet shelter or purebred animal rescue group such as Seattle Purebred Dog Rescue. You can find Golden Retrievers in the Seattle area at www.EGRC.org.

Mufasa

2006-06-24T20:35:00.000-07:00

It is with a sad and heavy heart that I write tonight. We have lost our dear friend, Mufasa, to lymphosarcoma. While I never had the opportunity to shake Mufasa's paw in person, ruffle the fur on the top of his head, plant a resounding kiss on the top of his beautiful snout, nor merely have the honor of carrying his fur - as lint upon my slacks, I feel like I have known this dear Golden boy...

Mufasa loved to play frisbee. He felt that playing was very important work, which he was extremely skilled and talented at! No matter the weather, nothing could bend him from this task, when he wanted to play and boy, did he play!

He enjoyed car rides and looked forward to when his non-furry siblings, Dan and Jessie would come home to visit him. He loved them very much, and as the Baby in the family, knew they came just to see him!!!

One of Mufasa's all-time favorite passions was to chase frogs at the pond on his property. I imagine there are frogs at Rainbow Bridge and he will have a lot of fun continuing the game there with his Golden brother Sebastian.

Occasionally teased about the white spot on his chest, Mufasa intelligently thought up some delicious nick-names to call himself. Twinkie and Creamsicle were his favorites, but any dessert items would do! When not hard at work or lounging in the kitchen, Mufasa was a master of "step-aerobics" as he felt that any exercise you could do while sitting on your bum was surely a great workout.

But by far, the muscle that worked the hardest for Mufasa was his giant heart, for he loved his Mom & Dad, his family, friends and neighbors and even the frogs he chased that gave him great joy.

Thank you Mufasa, we love you. We miss you.

This is dedicated to you, Elaine.
Hugs from your friends in Seattle.
Gayle

More Gold than Fort Knox

2006-06-17T21:52:00.000-07:00

Gold glitters, sparkles, feels nice against your skin and looks beautiful. It is precious, very precious and the most precious of all, will reach out, kiss your face, nudge your hand, lean against you, snuggle up and steal your heart...

The Golden Specialty is this weekend and I am having a blast! It is wonderful how much love, dedication, appreciation and passion exists; how committed the breeders and handlers are to not only their own dogs, but to the health and welfare of the breed and dogs in general. I've met several member of the Evergreen Golden Retriever Club and they are a wonderful group!

I will admit, I took advantage of the Golden Retriever's natural joy of sharing love and got as much cuddling and kisses as I could. They are all so very special, wonderful and unique. Then, of course, there is my passion...puppies!!!

Does it get any better than that?

At the end of the day, I got a hug and a kiss from my buddy Dax, who used to work in the office down the hall from me and would wander in to perk up my day and see if my supply of cookies needed diminishing. I'm not partial or anything, but I'm thinking... Best in Show? Why not? He's a veteran, he can show then all the ropes!
(Love you Dax! Thanks!)

Me? A CAT Person??!!!!

2006-06-15T21:43:00.000-07:00

Well, who could resist these adorable little guys?
My neighbor was moving. The husband was rummaging in the shed for something. Something made noise. Certain it wasn't a mouse (or heaven forbid, a bigger rodent!!!) but still a very small animal - or small animals- and convinced it was an infantile sound he heard...what do you do? Get me of course! Duh. I'm the go to person in the neighborhood for all creatures great and small. Now, I'll spare him some dignity, he wasn't afraid, just didn't know what to do...

Six kittens! Eyes barely open, 10 to 12 days old. Where's Mama Cat? Hiding. Duh. Not happy we found her litter, but grateful for the can of cat food (borrowed from the neighbor who actually does have a cat) and a bowl of water! Mama Cat proceeds to move 4 of the 6 kittens over the course of the evening. Then she stops. I check it at 11 PM before going to bed. Hmmm... by this time, I am of course keeping an eye on things, because even though I am deathly allergic to cats, I am not opposed to them as beings. After all, they serve a purpose and some of them can be quite cool. (I'm a Dog Person, deal with it!) That night, early next morning, (it is now 5:30 AM) just these two left... a little more food is put out, shed door is checked to be sure it is open enough for a cat but not anything bigger can get in there, blankets are fluffed, they seem ok... I head off to an appointment, praying for the best. No one comes. 9 AM, I go in after the two remaining little fuzzballs. What I will do with them yet, I have no idea. I roll them up in my sweatshirt and start rubbing them to get circulation going. One seems to be somewhat alright, the other is much worse than at the crack of dawn. Of course, I am worthless at the crack of dawn, too. With the help of my neighbor, we get them warmed up an in a fresh box with warm towels and blanket. I am frantically searching to see if the other kittens are somewhere - did something happen to Mama Cat? Why didn't she come back?? Finally, after deciding not to crawl into some disgusting places, (thank you to whomever invented flashlights) I head down to Maser's Pet in Kenmore, where I am sure to find help. No rescue places are answering their phones and I know they need to eat. At least I think that is what they are saying!!
Thank heavens for communities that have people who care. I love my local shops. Joni, the Manager spots the box as I come in the door and immediately takes charge. KMR and the teeniest little nursing bottle in hand, she demonstrates the proper way to Feed and Potty a kitten. Oh, yes! You must also make it pee! Don't want it to swell up like a giant water balloon! That would be horrifying. I am completely inept. When, in all my years of dog training, did I lose my ability to handle a little tiny, living, breathing, precious gift from God that only weighs an ounce or two and fits in the palm of my hand?
They finally begin to nurse and I am totally in love and showing them off (when not fretting over keeping them warm enough) and dealing with the duties of Mom. Thank Heavens for Joni, that's all I can say!
Finally, I hear back from some shelters. MEOW Cat Rescue has a possible Surrogate Mother. A blessing! What a place! Cats, cats and more cats! Wonderful people! Very nice, loving, helpful, caring cat people. (I felt a bit out of place, and thankfully my allergies didn't explode until I got out the door!) It took the Surrogate Mom some time to decide she'd like these new kittens to raise, but it was amazing to watch. The more lethargic of the two, the bigger, all black one, just went over to the SM's other kittens and cuddled in with them. The rowdier one, with the white nose, laid down right in front of this Mother cat, who was hissing bloody murder at them and out her nose down an inch from her face. (Being a dog trainer, I know that sound, it is quite distinct and it means bad things are about to happen.) The kitten however, just laid there, still as could be, looking up at this big, gray cat who's hissing like a venomous snake and stares at her with those beautiful baby blue eyes. After a few minutes (I'm constantly being reassured this is normal and it will take time and it could take an hour to find out if she accepts them or not) the mother cat starts cleaning the kitten. Then scoots her over to a teat and goes to clean the black one. When I left, the mother was reclined with 2 gray, 2 black kittens happily gorging themselves on milk. That's as close as I'll ever come to having cats. I hope you both have wonderful, spoiled, long, healthy lives!

Prayers and Positive Energies Going Out

2006-05-30T08:07:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I learned of two more dogs who have been diagnosed with cancer. One is Skye, a beautiful, champion Samoyed who lives here in Washington; all I know is the cancer was in her lungs and she has had pneumonia. The other is Mufasa, a gorgeous Golden Retriever of about 5 years in New York, battling lymphosarcoma. I am taking a moment to send them kisses and good energy, sending strength and comfort to them and their families.

DOG WASH!!!!

2006-05-05T22:59:00.000-07:00

What do you get when you take a group of people who love dogs, mix them together with a little warm water and tearless shampoo???

Well, if you get a pup or two tossed into the tub, you have a doggie bubble bath!

Thanks to the great mind of Tobey at Viking Bank the Yacht Dogs Yacht Club was able to help do a little fund raising for Pasado's Safe Haven and have a lot of fun in the process. Kory at Mud Bay enthusiastically jumped on board and Mud Bay quickly sponsored the wash with shampoo, conditioner, brushes and the like, plus Kory taught us all how to wash dogs the right way!!!

Additionally, MJ McDermott of Q13 Fox News and Stubbs of KMPS gave their support over the airwaves so folks new when & where to come!
This is Chloe, the sweetest one-eye'd blonde Cocker I've ever met and was rescue'd through Pasado's Safe Haven, now living in a wonderful home. Getting to talk with the volunteers from Pasado's you learn how special that place is and spending the day with those ladies was very inspiring. Thank you, Carol, Andrea, Kim and all of Pasado Team!!!

Getting the chance to do this meant so much to me. To have the opportunity to talk with the volunteers to give back a little bit in appreciation for all the love that my dogs have given me over the years, to do something for the community, have fun with the dogs... I am so blessed to be able to do these things!

My best friend from forever came with her new puppy ~ when do you ever get to hold a Bernese Mountain Dog? Gotta do it when ya can! 'Cause if ya can, ya won't be able to for long!!!!THANK YOU EVERYONE!!!

Brooklyn!

2006-04-17T18:59:00.000-07:00

Brooklyn is a very special girl. She was born in New York and had a very rough life before trucking across the USA and ending up in the Humane Society. Being abused and mistreated, her leg broken, roughed up and dumped off, she could be one of any of the millions of dogs who end up in our shelters everyday.
Brooklyn, however, has a happy story. A very wonderful lady spotted her, saw past her problems, the expenses of adoption and surgeries and wanted her. She fought to save her and now Brooklyn lives in a loving home.
That isn't where her story ends, and this post certainly won't be either. At some point, a mutual friend recommended that Brooklyn's Mom call me for some professional training assistance to help Brooklyn adjust to her new life. I get the priviledge of working with Brooklyn regularly and I've seen her grow and change.
Dog training is more than just "sit", "come", "stay" and "heel" - the more I've worked with Brooklyn, helping her overcome behaviors that should have been eliminated when she was a little puppy, the more I learn from her. She inspires me, challenges me and makes me grow. Most of all, she is a friend; always excited to see me, we have created a special bond: Trust. Trust isn't the easiest part of a friendship to develop, nor should it be, but it is by far the most valuable. THANK YOU, BROOKLYN! I LOVE YOU!!!

San Francisco

2006-03-01T11:08:00.000-08:00

Kim and I drove down to San Fran where we picked up her daughter Janie who had just flown in from China. It is hard to say whether or not Kim was in much of a hurry, but I will say, we pretty much flew, too. It was a pretty drive, although it was foggy going over Mt. Shasta, which was a bummer as that is so beautiful. This was late January and we were setting records here in Seattle for the most consecutive days of rain and snow was piling up in the mountains, so everyone, except Kim & I were worried about our driving over them. I can't blame Kim for wanting to get there quickly. Janie had been in China for seven months and everyone was dying to see her again. Lucky for us, we had her all to ourselves for a few more days before the two of them headed home, leaving me in Sacramento. (more on that later)

We were so close to getting her when we got stuck at the toll to the Oakland Bridge because of an accident. What a zoo! 10 lanes going into 2? Something like that, ambulances, fire trucks, cops, craziness. Poor Janie, hanging out in the lobby of the hotel, waiting to be rescued. We finally arrived and reunited Mother & Daughter. Janie is an absolute delight, had so much to tell about her adventures through China and Tibet and is an amazing young lady. After grabbing her and getting a hotel room, we of course wanted to go eat somewhere we could look at the bridges. We ended up in some quaint little village past Sausalito at a hoity-toity Mexican joint. The water was beautiful! The shops were closed, but we walked all around and enjoyed them, found an antique car museum that also had antique games - like the one in the movie Big, starring Tom Hanks.

The next day, we tried to take in as much of San Francisco as possible! What a cool city! Living by the water here, I am reminded that we often forget to enjoy that which we have before us. We "did the bridge" and got some great souvenirs before heading off to Ghirardelli Square where we met up with my dear friend Bonnie, who lives in San Jose, whom I haven't seen in years and years! In fact, it has been so long, that Bonnie was afraid, with all that chocolate around, we might somehow miss each other, so she made this terrific sign! Needless to say, we had a lot of fun with THAT the entire trip! We wanted to ride the cable cars and Janie wanted to go to Chinatown before we left so we drove around for a long time trying to find parking. It took a long time of us following the tracks and meandering down side streets "hunting" until we found a little lot right at the end of the line where we could park. So we got to do it after all. The cable cars were very cool, standing on the side rails and just hanging on as the trucks and cars passed by was a bit intimidating at first and I have no doubt everyone knew we were tourists, but hey - who cares! The architecture is beautiful and wonderful to behold, we hit downtown and Janie and Kim hit China Town while I had a drink and French Onion Soup (YUM! It was grande!) in a quaint French Cafe. Unfortunately, we only had the one day; we'll have to leave Fisherman's Wharf, The Painted Ladies and Alcatraz for another trip. (Although we were close to them all!) We finally got out of there and made it to Sacramento about 1:30 AM. I had school in the morning....

It's there if you look...

2006-02-16T19:26:00.000-08:00

Today I saw a beautiful thing. Sometimes I wonder how many of these beautiful little occurrences happen and never get noticed by anyone, how many happen in front of me that I miss, and how many we all miss because we are just too busy in the hustle & bustle of "getting to" the next destination or are frustrated by "all the traffic" or are simply not paying attention to anything except our own little world...
I was in "School Bus Traffic" today - you know what I mean... you creep along for a mile and a half in a single snake-like line of cars following those mammoth yellow-orange carraiges, obediently stopping for their flashing red lights at seemingly every other driveway as kids get delivered home after school...
As I was sitting there in line, another bus was approaching from the other direction; I watched a Mother come out to the end of their side street half riding, half pushing a scooter accompanied by an enormous German Shepherd. She and the Shepherd looked anxiously toward the oncoming bus. As it neared, the dog got up and began prancing. His anticipation of seeing his soon to be arriving playmate was great. I had the feeling that this was a daily ritual. The bus stopped down the road a bit from them; Dog and Mom watched intently. Suddenly his tail was wagging furiously and he emitted a deep, "WOOF!" A little girl in a pink jacket waved at them and picked up her pace as she headed toward her beloved friend who was awaiting her arrival eagerly.
Traffic moved just then, and as I passed them, I saw the beauty of this moment as the girl hugged them both, hopped on the scooter, grabbed the leash and together they headed home.

What Breed Are YOU?

2006-02-15T10:40:00.000-08:00

Follow this link below to find out! This is a lot of fun! Can you guess what I am?

http://usanetwork.com/sports/westminsterdogshow/dogfun/profiler/

It's good to be home! Amber stood on the front porch and cussed me out for a good 5 minutes before letting me into the house. She is so funny! She was so excited; running up and down the stairs like a puppy again! You'd never believe she was 13. She's my good girl. She doesn't like it when I am gone. She's such a Mama's girl!

I started a new shrug project 3 times now and on the way down to San Francisco, I frogged it and started all over again! I am finally happy (I think) and it is so much simpler - which is why I didn't want to do it this way to begin with - but making increases and decreases for the sleeves in seed/stockinette block pattern and adjusting it all to grow in pattern as it widened (then eventually decreased on the other side) became more work than I was looking for in this project. I just want something fun I can wear with jeans that is casual, classy and has more to it than just St st or Garter. So I frogged it all and did a Seed stitch border and am doing the blocks across. As it grows, I am really liking it. I like the yarn (Sirdar Denim Chunky) better now that I have knit more rows, but it does like to tangle when you're half through a skein; which is quite annoying. Regardless, it has promiss for a very pretty shrug and I hope to enjoy it this summer! I didn't get a lot done in California as I was too busy, but I accomplished a lot on the plane and made a lot more progress last night during the Westminster and the Olympic Games, but the camera is off the Carribean on it's own little vacation, so this is all you get to see for now.

Speaking of the Westminster, I just have to say that while all the dogs are so wonderful and it is so hard to choose a winner, I was delighted to have a Golden as a finalist. Andy, Chuckanut Party Favour O Novel, is from Bellingham, WA and while I don't know him or his owner/handler, we were rooting for you all the way! Two Paws UP!

Did you take the profile quiz yet???

According to the test, I AM a Golden Retriever... "You are the most laidback, loyal friend anyone could ask for. Easygoing and reliable, we're as likely to find you outdoors with a Frisbee as spending a lazy Sunday on the couch. You're brainy and sporty, and your expressive eyes convey your sensitivity to other people's feelings. Just don't let anyone take advantage of your kindness and you'll be top dog." (quote from USA Network/Westminster Dog Show profiler, see link above.)

Blogging Backwards

2006-02-08T21:29:00.000-08:00

I haven't had a great desire to post this year, mainly because George is gone and without his incredible antics, I have lost a lot of my drive. That isn't to say, however, that I don't absolutely LOVE and ADORE Art & Amber and at this very moment I am missing them terribly. I have been out of town for going on 3 weeks now and tomorrow I come home. While I wouldn't say "homesick" is the right word for how I feel, I miss them, and the rest of my family and friends and I am so looking forward to seeing you all again.
It has been quite a little adventure that I've been on and I think I'll use the next few posts to tell the tale, but for now, I will sign off by saying that I truly had a lot of fun, I learned a lot about myself and other people ...and I met many interesting people... and managed to overcome some pretty bizarre and scary moments during this little journey.
I think the thing I probably missed more than anything were... hugs.
(and puppy kisses, which I managed to find a few of; Thanks, Dejah!)

Boat Show

2006-01-25T22:12:00.000-08:00

Is it really possible that I have now worked my 13th consecutive Seattle International Boat Show??? WOW! This year, I actually got to go and look around at all of the really cool boats! It is amazing... when you get to see them all, they are so beautiful! It is also great to see all of my friends and everyone I know. Getting to talk about Yacht Dogs and catch up on news, meet new people, it is so much fun! Best of all, my friend Kim, came with me one day - enabling me to really take a break and play in the boats - and we participated in the C.A.S.T. For Kids charity fishing game. We both did really well, making it on the final board; I beat my first score on my second try and with a little coaxing, Kim went again and beat my best score by 3 points! Way to go!!!!

Keep the Fight

2006-01-13T00:48:00.000-08:00

It has been a few hard weeks. The house is quieter, but Amber is enjoying the extra attention and doing well, giving us both all of her love and affection. I understand why people rush out to get another dog (cat or pet) after losing one, as for a few days I felt the urge to do so. Although I did not take myself seriously and wouldn't do it, I do now understand it. While one can never replace a loved one that has gone, adding to the family distracts from the pain; we will face that pain, learn from it, grow and although hard, not walk away from it or the fight against cancer in our animals. The staggering numbers of people I talk to who have traveled this painful and devastating road astounds me. Every day I hear of more. It would be easier to walk away and put it behind me. I cannot do that. That does not make it go away. Perhaps I will never make it go away, but education and awareness is the only thing that will effect a change, by changing the way we treat out planet, our pets, our wildlife and ourselves. So, I will press on and learn as I go and perhaps someday, I can help someone else to not know the pain we feel now.

Today, my thoughts and prayers are with some very dear friends. Thank you for the laughter, security, friendship, companionship, silly antics and your abundant unconditional love. We love you, Cody, you big teddy bear! WOOF!

'Twas The Night Before Christmas...

2005-12-24T09:51:00.000-08:00

'Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house,
not a creature was stirring except for Art's mouse.
The computer was humming, the phone line was busy,
he was surfing the internet in a shopping frenzy.
That one last present he still had to buy,
for someone special he loved deep down inside.
www .net and www .com
were frantically searched, would he be there 'til dawn?
The puppies were sleeping, all snug in their beds,
while visions of dog cookies danced in their heads.
When up on the roof there arose such a clatter,
the dogs started barking saying, "Something's the matter!"
The fat little elf all dressed in red,
slid down the chimney and fell on his head.
Dizzy and dazed, he got to his feet,
"I've never seen so many dogs! All wanting treats!
Cookies for Amber, Star, Skippy and George,
Gosh, I hope I've brought a lot more!
Can't forget Hannah, Linus, Eddie, Porter or Max
They’re all good doggies, that's just the facts."
Then laying a finger by the side of his nose,
with a wink and a nod, up the chimney he rose.
Then we heard him call out, as he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

- Gayle Ballinger 1997

Amber & George, Christmas Eve 2003

We sent this poem out on Christmas Day, 1997 to friends and family, when we had a houseful of dogs, when George was still a "Guest" and we were hoping to adopt him while his family tried to figure out what they were doing... We didn't do a tree that year, we simply lined our tiny living room with kennels and had a very merry and warm holiday with a lot of furry love. I'll close this now with how we closed our letter that Christmas day...

Hope you get more than a lump of coal in your stocking for Christmas!
Wishing you a very Merry Christmas & a Happy, Healthy & Prosperous New Year!
Love,
Art & Gayle

'Twas Heaven here with you...

2005-12-22T11:16:00.000-08:00

...Grieve not,

Nor speak of me with tears,

But laugh and talkof me

As if I were beside you...

I loved you so ~

'Twas Heaven here with you...

- Isla Paschal Richardson

George loved to lay on the front porch and watch the neighborhood. We have wonderful neighbors who loved George or at least were tolerant of his visiting them; he didn't see doors as things to stop you from going in, merely a passageway to see a friend. Now, we don't just let the dogs run helter-skelter all over the 'hood, but if you were working in your garage, or on the way out to your car, you could bet that you'd get a visit from George... and usually Amber, too.Our neighbors often found that they had Georgie's help, asked for or not, on various projects.

As "The Welcoming Committee" he made sure everyone knew how glad he was to see them, going back for more, just to be sure. He loved the kids and one of his favorite spots was lying at the end of the driveway, watching them play ball up the street, longing for Zack or Luke to come by on their bikes or scooters. He would pester me in the afternoon to go out front for a walk, as he knew school had gotten out and it was time for his friends to come home. He touched the hearts of many and was blessed by Sandie who made very special dog cookies for George and Amber; Thank You - you are so special.

The love and outpouring of warm condolences, has served to remind us that we aren't the only ones who were blessed to have Georgeous in our lives and I thank you for it all. As people who love dogs immensely, know that the love is returned to you and we wish you, your family, dogs and other furfriends included a blessed a peaceful holiday and long, healthy lives... Please hug them all from us and give them little kisses on their little cold noses.

In Honor of George

2005-12-20T14:23:00.000-08:00

Greet everyone with enthusiasm and make sure they know you are glad to see them. It doesn't matter what kind of shoes they wear or car they drive. Love doesn't ask if you can afford it.

Smart dogs can catch. SMARTER dogs, can't, as people will give you loads of treats trying to teach you how.

When Mom says, 'I will hug him and squeeze him and call him George!" You know you're in for a fun day!

Play in the snow, chase and eat sno-balls...

If your tummy tells you something's not right, listen to it, or it will grumble very loudly later.

Be gentle with children and little old ladies. They are delicate and give sweet hugs and kisses.

Don't miss the boat.Never bark when a simple woof will do.

Going shooting is fun!
Find the Clay Pigeons they miss and bring them back!Strangers are just friends you haven't met yet.

Help clean up when there are Beer cans in someone's shop - you might get lucky and find one half-full!!! Never turn down an invitation for a cold one, or warm one, or sharing one with Dad...

Getting to go along is great, even if you don't like the ride part all that much; you get to have so many neat adventures.Only fart around Mom when Dad's nearby, she won't know who to blame.

Mind your manners; Grandma will make you scrambled eggs.

Love your Vet & Groomer, they care for you very much and going to see them is fun! They have very special treats and Mom always buys some for at home!

When snuggling with Mom on the bed and she tries to hide you under the blankets from Dad - don't wag your tail!

"The Earth is my towel and I shall dry myself upon it."

If you help Dad mow the lawn, your paws will turn green.

Wallow in thick mud and enjoy the Spa treatment; some women pay hundreds of dollars for this luxury.Pick the remote up and hand it to Dad before jumping up on the couch to watch TV with him.

Go boating every chance you get & always wear your lifejacket.Never skip a meal; eating is important!

Keep everyone's secrets and wag your tail a lot.

Go swimming whenever the chance arises.

Remind PaPa how much he likes Popcorn; he likes to share.

Hunting fish is fun!Goofiness is almost always appropriate.

Tummy Time is always good - who doesn't love a good tummy rub?

Go out with Dad to get the mail and carry in a letter to Mom - you'll get at least 3 cookies everytime.Wiggle when you walk.

Pick up skeins of yarn that roll off the couch and bring them to Mom; she has biscuits hiding in her knitting basket.

When you're a puppy, don't eat the siding off the house, Dad get's really pissed off.

If someone doesn't feel good, curl up with them for a nice long nap.Flirt with women, it will get you everything; respond enthusiastically to the adorable nicknames they call you -like Georgeous, Handsome, Mister, Georgie, Goofball...

Let everyone whom you love, know that you love them with all your heart.

George was born Beckwith's Bright Star, May 11, 1997 and came into our lives October 16, 1997. We were blessed by his presence immediately and although at that time he was not ours, he became very special to us and we loved him very much. I'll never forget that day. He was a stocky 5 month old Golden Retriever puppy; he made me think of a linebacker. He was so happy - jolly - to be precise and so easy going as he dragged my sofa half-way across the living room... When Art came home that evening and met George, his exact words were, "We're not getting another dog. ...But if he needs a home, we'll take him." It was a prophecy, but at the time, we had no idea what was in store for George or our little family, but on March 1, 1998, on a cold, rainy evening, we brought George home for the first time as our dog. We have had so many wonderful years, wonderful adventures and sweet times. On Monday, December 19, 2005 George passed on to Heaven, where he is free of cancer and pain and with his friends and brothers Skippy and Yukon who await us at Rainbow Bridge.

George, we love you.

My Amber

2005-12-17T00:09:00.000-08:00

She's Beautiful!
and just loves getting dolled up and wearing pretty bows in her hair!

Over the River...To Grandmother's House We Go...

2005-12-16T00:27:00.000-08:00

(To clarify, that is "To George's Grandmother's House"...I don't want to bring a lump of coal upon myself when I have tried so hard all year to be good and I am this close!! But the title did seem to fit...) Actually, George and I spent a few lovely days at Art's Mom's & PaPa's house playing decorators while they were off playing elsewhere. This is what we started with...
And after Christmas Eve, I'll be showing the final results. I had so much fun stringing lights, of which there are never enough, fixing that ever-needed last strand, opening boxes, discovering treasures, (no~ I didn't do any peeking or snooping, I promise!) hanging ornaments and spending some quiet time with my boy.

While we were there, George insisted that Gramma left them apples out, just for him...
What do you have when you get a Golden Retriever that cannot catch?

A comedian!
By, George, I think you've got it!

Merry and his friends at ACS have been working with him on his Catch skills, but they are still a bit off... As you see, his concept is something to the effect of "maybe if I close my eyes and open wide enough it will just magically land in my trap!"

His skills are improving - well, he get's luckier more often!!!

Thanks for the comment, Stephanie, please feel welcome to call him "our dear George." I don't think people can "own" animals anymore than they can "own" another person. His heart is his own and it is big enough to love everyone - and he does. I am just lucky that he lives with me!

While at Mom's I took a picture of a very weird plant that has been growing in her front garden bed. It is dying off now, but does anyone know what it is??

It's Peanut Butter Time!

2005-12-06T10:13:00.000-08:00

What exactly is the Magic Ingredient in Peanut Butter?I'm not sure, but I am grateful for it; it makes pill time go so smoooooothly!
'Tis so very Exciting!Mmmmmm.... Tasty!Fun!
Gotta Have MORE!Don'tcha LOVE it?

George is feeling better!

2005-12-04T14:11:00.000-08:00

It's been a tough weekend, but George is definitely feeling better today. How can you tell? He's a bit more frisky! He loves those Ice Cookies!!!! What a treat! They're keeping him hydrated and his tummy is feeling better, too! Today is a vast improvement over yesterday, which was not a good day, but not the worst. I was having my doubts, although his temp was acceptable yesterday; today his temp has lowered even further to and continues to be normal! No vomitting or the runs...Thank you, Lord!

I finished the Squiggle Scarf (pictures to post after Christmas) and started another present last night. There is so much to do! Ack! How does this happen when I started on Dec 26th? Well, Christmas is in full bloom around our house!At Thanksgiving Dinner Art's Mom gave us a poem by John Wesley which I thought was pretty special:

Do all the good you can;
By all the means you can;
In all the places you can;
At all the times you can;
To all the people you can;
As long as ever you can.

She also gave us table favors. Mine was a beautiful gold fabric box, filled with a lovely scented hand lotion and aromatherapy jar for relieving migraine headaches, which I have been battling for years. She not only finds the most beautiful gifts, but also ones that are special for the recipient. I have much love and admiration for my mother in law; she is an incredible lady. Thank you Jo.

George Updates, Line Dancing & Snoopy

2005-12-03T12:09:00.000-08:00

Thanksgiving was indeed a wonderful day! We have a lot of great Art in our family and this year, we were especially blessed to have more Art than ever with us at the table. In fact, it could have been possible to have as many as five...We had some other special guests, like Richard, our good friend and brilliant creator and Commodore of the Yacht Dogs Yacht Club...

After dinner we played Texas Hold'em and made a beautiful puzzle...

It's been a busy week, trying to get ready for the holidays, making presents, many of which I cannot post as I'd like to surprise the recipients, so after Christmas I will have lots of knitting projects to tell about, and most importantly taking care of Amber and George, both of whom went to the vet this week...at least once... ahem...
Yes, the George update is that the last round of chemo didn't do much to reduce the internal organ problems. We changed protocols Thursday to something we had never tried before and he was feeling pretty punky that evening. By morning, the diarrhea was back, his temp was up and he would not eat, even when I tried to hand feed him little pieces of chicken. So, we went to the vet. I love our vet; I should say, I love our vets, we have several now. I called and they said to just come on in. We arrived and were seen within 5 minutes - and they were busy! They care so much. They put him on IV fluids and gave him Sucralfate to help his GI tract. My suspicion that he was becoming dehydrated was right; had we waited until he was truly dehydrated, it could have been a really bad situation. He's still feeling punky, but he ate a small breakfast and his temp has stayed in the normal range today. He wags his tail when we talk to him and we are giving him crushed ice "cookies" (cubes) as treats to keep water in him.

Oh, Amber is fine, she had the normal yearly checkup and is in great health, especially for being 13. However, as we have radically changed George's diet these past 6 months due to the cancer, I have failed her in her health on the weight issue. She has always been a 45 pound dog. Always, withing a pound one way or the other, never an issue. She has gained an enormous amount of weight these past months and I am to blame. Her mind set has gone from slow and never wanting to eat much (famine), only eating a full meal every few days, to constantly wanting to eat (feast) and always looking for more. Fortunately, she likes Ice Cookies too, as they contain no calories. So, other than my worrying about her teeth, she is getting lots of those and little else, other than her strict food diet now. Hopefully we can turn her metabolism around. I hope so, she's having arthritis worse than ever and I know this is a major factor in it all.

I sent a care package to a friend, Sheri in Arizona this week. I hope she has it before she sees this post. Sheri is an actress and was recently on CSI NY and West Wing, we've been friends for years through the Marine Lending industry. She's a Snoopy nut. Among a few other treasures, I sent her a piggy bank that I've had since I was a very little girl. I know that it will be highly cherished at her home among her other Snoopy memorabilia and that is where it truly belongs.
Last night I went dancing with my friend Kim. I haven't been country dancing in years. I used to be quite good and I knew all the line dances. I remembered most of the ones they did, but not well enough to go out there and do them. That was very frustrating. It was the first time I have ever come home from a night dancing without being completely exhausted. I did, however, have an absolute BLAST! As we left last night, it was snowing hard, again, but my dreams of a white weekend are not to be, it has all melted away. I'm looking forward to more dancing nights and wondering how long it will take for me to remember the steps. I think the last time I went was in 1993...

Happy Thanksgiving!

2005-11-24T10:45:00.000-08:00

Wow! Turkey Day is here again! This year is nearly over and as I look back, I see so many things to be Thankful for. It may not have been the easiest year, but easy years are not always the best years, for it is the hard times that promote growth and even the hard times could have been much worse and for all of that, I am thankful. I am thankful first and foremost to God, that His hand in my Life has molded that growth. While I may not understand the reasons why or the purpose for the struggles, illness and heartache this year held, He is still in control and in that He knows, is Wise and it was His hand that prevented those things from becoming worse than they could have. His hand comforted me, held me and I was not alone. That in the end, all these things will pass and none of them shall matter anyway, when we enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

I am thankful for Art, who has stood by my side. Who was there during my seizure and helped me in a moment I needed him so badly and who has supported, encouraged and loved me. For Trevor, who was there that evening, assisting in those crucial moments - there for Art & I both. I know it was very difficult for you, Little Bro'. Thank you, I love you. For Papa & Mary Jo, for their loving support. For the many miles they so lovingly put on their car for me to get me to appointments I needed to go to. For the special bond I got to develop with Papa during all those minutes on the road. I love you. I was adopted into Art's family a long time ago, but this past year, the love and support was incredible. The cards that Mike, Donna, Jennifer & Kristina brought to me in the hospital touched my heart in a new and meaningful way. THANK YOU, I love you all. I am thankful that God has blessed me with two wonderful neices whom I love dearly - and for getting to do "Prom Hair" and perms and other fun things! Love you, J&K!

I am thankful for God answering my prayers of many years by bringing Art Hansen back into my life, after all these years. To get to develop a relationship with someone so special, someone I've admired since I was a little girl has been very special to me. Thank you, I am glad you are home again and that we've become friends.

I am thankful that I've been able to learn to forgive and accept my mother in new ways which has allowed me to build a better relationship with her. I am thankful for my Aunt Myrna she was a blessing in my life; she is now free of pain and Home with the Lord.

I am thankful to all my friends, the ones I've held dear for a long time and the new ones I made this year; your love, support, friendship, time shared chatting, knitting, shopping and driving me (and the dogs when necessary) is so much appreciated! Thank you all, I love you!

I am thankful for my vets and their staff and the new friends I have made there, particularly, George in Australia, Merry, Amy, Dr. Meleo & Dr. Smalley. I have learned so much, much I did not want to know, about canine cancers, but I have anyway, so if I have to learn it, you have made the process better. I am thankful that you are willing to share your knowledge with the rest of us so we can do all that we can to help our canine friends. Thank you for your support, loving care and that you do your work with your hearts.

I am thankful for Amber and George. For their love. For the laughter they bring to my life. For the silliness that they readily display to lighten the atmosphere and remind us not to take things too seriously, but to live each day to the fullest. I am thankful that Amber, at the age of 13, is a young, active, healthy dog, full of spunk and vigor, and always ready to give kisses. I am thankful that George is feeling good, not in pain and doesn't care that his body is fighting cancer. Thankful that he laughs inside as he wags his tail and does silly things (like climbing on my neighbors jet ski trailer, just because "he can") to amuse us and wants to cuddle and play and is happy. Thankful that he is with us and he is happy.

Thank you all for your concern, support and inquiries as to George's health. It means so much to us.

I am thankful that God created dogs to remind us of his unconditional love...
(and not to take ourselves too seriously!)

Happy Thanksgiving.

Maverick

2005-11-23T13:04:00.000-08:00

My neighbor got a new roommate and he is really cute!!!!

In fact, I think I am in love! Of course, with a face like that and a body to match, how could a girl not be? He is definitely a Babe Magnet! (Of course, my neighbor, who already thinks I am a freak is probably reading this and is now making plans to move... ha ha...)

But he is so adorable!!!George & Amber were quite excited to meet their new friend!

Amber, who is 13, was having a ball and I really enjoyed observing the play bows and body language that dogs use to communicate. She was having so much fun! I remember when she was just a little tyke. My how time flies!George says, "How did I ever FIT in such a tiny package??" Maverick had some pretty good ideas of what would be fun, after all there are so many things to learn, explore and do!

Like eating Dad's pants...
and... everyone should know that....
When sneaking up on "lions" ...
...POUNCE!!!! But only from behind, of course...

You know, one of the best things about dogs, is that they are so accepting, loving, and once you are welcomed into their pack, that's it. You're there. Done Deal. It's pretty rare and very extreme to be extricated or pushed out. It is very neat to witness first hand, the wonderful instincts that play out when a pack welcomes a new member, especially a baby - they were so gentle - into their fold...

Smoke!

2005-11-21T09:31:00.000-08:00

Yesterday we watched the NASCAR Nextel Cup Championship Race at Homestead Miami Speedway. The Chase & the Race were fun to watch and while there were several drivers in contention for the Title, I am quite happy that Tony Stewart "Smoke" won! Congrats! (Besides, I have an affinity for dark haired handsome race car drivers with the last name "Stewart!!!) Greg Biffle (from Vancouver, WA!!!) won the race by just a nose over Mark Martin, his team mate, both were Title Contenders and both are drivers I root for! I would love to see Mark Martin win the Championship before he retires. Greg Biffle & Carl Edwards (another driver I adore!) tied for 2nd in the Chase, just 35 points behind Tony, but Greg gets second, because he had more season wins, and Carl is third.

I hung out on the sofa folding lots of laundry, sipping tea, & knitting. It was my speed. I have no voice and a very sore throat. I saw the doc on Friday and he said I wasn't contagious, but I was sick. No fun. So, I made HIS version of my mother's sore throat remedy: Honey & Lemon, but the Doctor version called for a shot of Bourbon. I didn't have Bourbon, so I substitued Whiskey, figuring that would be just as good. I must say, it works a heck of a lot better than my mother's recipe! I made another scarf, but this one is a gift that now needs embellishment and is a present to someone who actually reads my blog, so I cannot show it until Christmas... but I also am progressing nicely on the FLower Basket Shawl and hope to have it done before the Holidays!
Since I have no voice at all (literally!) I'd better sign off and get back to work!!!

How to Truss a Turkey...

2005-11-19T13:32:00.000-08:00

Well, if you live with a boat mechanic, that is...
Then Art had to perform CPR on him, as he was too big to fit under the lid of the pan... He turned out great, however and we ALL enjoyed him! George & Amber are particularly enjoying their new feasts!

I finished the second scarf at the doctor's yesterday. It was great knitting in the waiting room; I do it a lot, as I am sure most knitters do - always carry knitting, you never know when you might be stuck somewhere. Well, I met a young lady, I'd say she was about 6th grade, who is going to learn to knit in school next week. So, she came over and sat next to me and watched. I talked her through garter stitch and the poem, which she immediately learned, but was too shy to actually try it although I offered to let her do a row or two. Then several other people started a discussion about it, how they used to knit, or wanted to learn, etc., then a lady came in and ran right back out to her car to get a scarf to show me. It was very pretty. I had so much fun and completely forgot how miserable I felt. As the lobby emptied, a very nice oriental gentleman came over and inquired about knitting, if it was hard to learn, where he could and so forth. He was very genuine. I hope he does. Laura's "Most Charming Husband" Nate knits and he is so cool!

Today I am making 2 Crock Pot Chickens. One for us (with spices) and one for The Dogs. They've devoured the turkey. It's hard to believe how much they eat!!! We are supplementing with dog food. But, eating is important! Particularly proteins, in George's case and Amber's always been finicky and I am trying to be careful to not throw the balance of attention she gets out of whack. Besides, my Crock Pot Chickenis something I make that Art actually really loves. (Don't tell anybody, it's pretty simple) and he bought me a new Crock for Christmas a few years ago. Having 2 is very handy!

1 Whole Chicken, cleaned, gizzards & excess fat removed
1/4 tsp salt
1-2 TBS SPIKE Seasoning (Available at QFC, Albertson & Online)
1-2 tspPaprika
1/4 cup liquid: white wine, chicken broth, water, etc

(KEEP IN MIND I NEVER MEASURE ANYTHING! Except for the chicken, the above are my best guesses!)

Reserving the majority of your paprika for after the rub, mix your salt and spices in a little bowl ahead of time so you are not handling your containers while handling the chicken. If you want garlic chicken, add garlic, go crazy, add chili powder if you want. If you haven't tried Spike, you really need to!
Here are the secret's: 1. Run you finger under the skin breaking that membrane so you can rub the spices UNDER the skin, against the meat. Crockpots don't brown skin, so most people won't eat it, besides, most folk these days don't eat the skin anyway because that is the main fat source, so season the meat & get the flavors to come out. 2. Place the bird breast side down in the pot. Let the best part of the meat sit in the juices all day while it happily simmers away!
If you are starting early and are going to be eating more than 6 hours later, set your pot on low. If you want to eat sooner, set it on high. Most pots are adjustable, and you can always turn it down.
A word to the wise... Don't add very much liquid. Trust me, it won't run dry! However, you can easily over run your pot and come home to a mess if you put a cup or two of liqiud in when you start. Your bird will add lots of fluid while it cooks, please leave room. You'll want all that juice to make Chicken & Dumplings with the leftovers!
Oh, and don't expect to just pick it up out of the pot. It will be falling off the bones, so get big utensils under it on both sides and lift the bird straight up, over & onto a platter!
Enjoy!

He's Back!

2005-11-18T11:46:00.000-08:00

Last night was so much fun! Thanks Jenn for inviting me! I went up to my nieces' in the evening and we went out for Thai food, as they'd never had it before (I love introducing them to new things) and then as a foursome, with their mom, we all went to midnight showing. Afterwords, we had a lively discussion about the things that differed from the book and any "mistakes" we saw. I know I saw what I consider a mistake by definition of "technicality".
There were some costumes, but mostly kids from wearing high school sweatshirts. In fact, I was the only one in my party not wearing one... I was in my "Poodle Shrug" which Kristina renamed the "Bat Shrug" at Halloween. One girl made a stunning resemblance to Jenny Weasley, but was carrying Crookshanks - which as Hermione and Jenny are friends, I'll give that to her - and a guy as Hagrid who had painted 4 pumpkins to match the 4 Houses of Hogwarts. I wish I'd had a camera for those. They were very well done.

I am one of those "It's only 364 days until Christmas!" kind of people, you know, the kind that the Scrooges of the world grumble at and "Bah! Humbug!" as they scowl at me. Well, too bad I am a Christmas adorer. So, don't bother, I've been in the Spirit all year. As we are getting close, however, I am not nearly ready. Never am! I am however, working on it. I love this Trendsetter Yarns' "Savvy"! Isn't it gorgeous?

And what do you do with gorgeous yarn? Why you make it Georgeous, of course!

Hee hee! And then you go to work! I made this while watching Bewitched Monday night at home. (I liked that flic a lot more than I thought I would!)
and Viola! the next day...

So I started another with the remaining yarn! (Always get extra when you love a yarn!)

But I am having a hard time deciding which pattern I like better.

Any feedback? The first two shots are of the first scarf. The third pic is the scarf I'm still working on and hope to finish today. I have some knitting time today; I think I have bronchitis. Yeck!
Feedback is greatly appreciated. One is going to be a gift and I really want the recipient to love it! Thanks!

A Very Special Lady

2005-11-17T15:44:00.000-08:00

Today would be the birthday of my Aunt Myrna, who was a very special and unique woman. I am going to take a minute to write a little tribute in her honor, as she went home to the Lord on October 29, 2005 after a long hard fight with cancer.
My mother's younger sister, she spent much of her life caring for and looking after my mother who was one of those "special children" in an age when people didn't acknowledge disabilities unless they absolutely had to. I think she was the only person who truly understood my plight and situation, the many battles that I fought with my mother, as she had been through so many of her own. At a young age, I learned a special way to communicate with her, and as I grew older, we could often communicate without much effort, which made family get togethers all the more interesting... and she taught me a lot. I remember the day she taught me how to put on mascara. That was so much fun! We could talk about boys and kissing. She was a HUGE Elvis fan!!! She'd tell the story of how she'd gotten his autograph when he was at a concert and go on and on about him! It was so cute! She'd rent the really cool movies that I wasn't allowed to watch at home (my mother was very strict on certain issues and took things a bit far) and she was just there for me. She understood. She was my advocate and protector, intervening on my behalf when my mother went nuts and she was there for me and especially so for my mother when my dad passed away 13 years ago.
She was amazingly talented and had a degree in interior design. She was gifted at floral arrangments, painting, needle work and many other things. I remember that at Christmas on birthdays, her presents were always the most stunning, beautiful things you could see! They looked like something you'd see in a movie. Perfectly wrapped with ribbon that matched the paper and real ribbon and a huge bow.
She and her husband had a small business as they got older and made bird houses, butterfly houses, pedestals, trays, signs and other home wares. All hand made by David, my Uncle, and hand painted by Myrna.
She was an inspiration and a blessing and I will always remember her quick smile and how her laughter was quick to fill a room and slow to leave it.
Thank you Aunt Myrna, I love you.
Gayle

Big Bird!

2005-11-09T15:08:00.000-08:00

I think George thought he had hit the Jackpot last night! I brought him a turkey that I hope to cook tomorrow. His eyes were so big and he was so excited! He knew it was for him! We've been going through about one chicken every day and a half. While we'll help with the big bird, I am hoping this will last longer. I will give credit to the lady at Foster Farms' customer service. She was a really good sport when I called with some questions about boiling a chicken for my dog. 45 minutes of simmer after it starts to boil, in case anyone wants to know.

I've had several people ask, and I thank you all for your love, support, well wishes and prayers. George is feeling ok. He is on prednisone and near the end of his antibiotics. The ultrasound showed cancer in his spleen and internal cavity. I will actually have more details tomorrow after his ACS vet appointment, but the long and short of it is, he is not in remission as we had thought. This is a very bad set back. We have a short expectancy, but lots of hope.

My friend Richard posted my all time favorite photo of George on the YDYC homepage. I invite you to check it out. Be sure to read the sign!

Also, National Dog Day, something very near and dear to my heart, has a new blog. The tremendous accomplishments they have made already and the goals they have set forth are all very exciting!

Happy Birthday Art!

2005-11-04T12:27:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday, Darling!

Art's birthday was Nov 2nd and we had the party over the weekend at his Mom's. Jo & Papa (also Art) always throw the best parties!

We played Texas Hold 'Em and had a great time.

The Coat Closet Door at Mom's. I love homes that have special memories and history in them like these things.

Art's Dad Ollie stopped by, do you see any resemblance here at all? Trevor (on the left) just turned 30 in July, Art is 47 and I think his dad is 68 or 69.

Spunk!

2005-10-29T12:42:00.000-07:00

George has a bit of spunk today and that is very refreshing! While he still ate only half of breakfast, his attitude is greatly improved. We're going to do some "winter yardwork" this afternoon and I'd say he'll be out there wanting to help. Amber is happy to have him perky again, too, so I am looking forward to seeing them romp.
The trick-or-treators come on Monday and this neighborhood usually gets a lot; he really enjoys them and the constant onslaught of kids tramping up and down our stairs and ringing our doorbell drives Amber INSANE while George just wants to be fulfill his usual role of "Welcoming Committee". In years past I have been very bah-humbug about the whole thing, but last year the kids were polite - not rude as I have experienced in years before - and now that I have friends in the neighborhood with kids, I look forward to having them come! Plus I can dump extra goodies in their bags and spoil them all the more! Yes, for the first time, I think I am actually looking forward to Halloween. Weird.

Today there is a surprise birthday party for a very special lady! She is 80 years old, but you'd never know it when you met her! Congratulations and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Peggy! Peggy is the Grandma of Trevor, Art's half brother, the brother I think most resembles him. Art is the oldest and Trevor is like 18 or 19 years younger. They look amazingly alike. Peggy and I became friends when she adopted Henry, the sweeted Yorkshire Terrier I've ever met. Peggy and Henry came to my classes in Lake Forest Park when I was teaching for Canine Behavior Center . She and Henry did very well! Henry is the coolest Yorkie - they are quite a team!
Happy Birthday, Peggy!

In knitting news, I worked on the Flower Basket Shawl last night and it is going so much better now that I am using lots of stitch markers to keep myself from getting confused. I think the fact that I knit while watching TV was definitely interfering with my concentration.... I figure I am about half way done. I am quite pleased and it is very pretty!

I managed to add links to the sidebar. I figured it out, after reading the help and studying all those lines of code and screwing everything up once or twice. I give all the credit to my Dad; he was a computer genius. He passed away back in '92, but whatever computer capabilities I have today, came from his gene pool. Thanks, Dad! I Love You!

Chlostridium

2005-10-28T17:42:00.000-07:00

Chlostridium (n.) is a spore forming bacteria which can be part of the normal intestinal flora, but in George's case he has an overgrowth. They're pretty nasty little buggers; I didn't find much in relation to animals, but in humans they can cause Lockjaw (Tetanus), Gangrene and other nasty stuff. It explains the runs he has.

Luckily before we left, George created a sample and I decided to bag it just in case the vet wanted it. She did. Tom, the cool lab genius even let me look through the microscope. Dr. Baxter was pretty sure that the lumps we had found were only lipoma's and of no great concern, but she aspirated them to be sure. He was so good and so brave! How a dog can hold still with just Mommy holding him while a doctor jabs a needle into his gut 6 or 8 times right next to his winky, I'll never understand, but he did and it was over. Then he got some really great cookies, hugs & kisses from the entire staff and a new tube of chicken toothpaste - yum - his favorite!

So, we get to have special food and some antibiotics for a week or so. We'll have results in a few days, but we don't think this is cancer related. Thank God, His blessings are many.

In retrospect, I remember telling George to "Leave-it" about a slug that was on the front porch the other night. I wonder if that is where all this started...

Another Day

2005-10-28T11:59:00.000-07:00

George is feeling a lot perkier today. He still doesn't have much interest in food. For a Golden Retriever that could win any pie-eating-contest in the world, that is saying a lot. He took meds like a good boy - at least the peanut butter on the back of the spoon is still appealing - but the dish wasn't too exciting. I poached some chicken breasts and we're going to have some fun eating those in a little bit. One way or another, he'll eat - I'll see to that! I'll check out the veggie stock in the fridge and see what we have that he loves and see what I can rassle up for him there as well. One of the things he loved the most about my working from home was that I would fix a big plate of grilled veggies for lunch and give the left-overs to Amber & George. He thought the addition of "lunch" into his schedule was a very wonderful thing and would remind me how important it was to take a break and stop to eat - or at least to give him his share! Ambie likes the veggies as well; cauliflower is her favorite. George likes everything.We're seeing the vet at 3 PM today. There is a lump or swelling in his abdomen about the size of a golf ball that is possibly lymph nodes. They'll aspirate and have results soon. I also found a small lump on his forearm yesterday when we were cuddling and taking a nap. That one is only about the size of a pea. What this means is he is probably not in remission like we had thought. I am crushed, scared, angry and trying not to let him see my fears. At the moment I am overwhelmed, but know the feeling will pass. I trust God has a plan in my life and has ways for me to go about all of this. I am not alone, although at times I may feel that way. I am praying this is a temporary set back for George and that we are not yet at the brink... I know it will eventually come, but I would like very much for God to grant us more time together.

Good Days and Bad Days

2005-10-27T16:17:00.000-07:00

George was diagnosed with Lymphosarcoma in April 2oo5. We were devastated. To us, our kids are our dogs. I can't say that it has been an easy 6 months, but for the most part when you put the word "cancer" into a sentence, it isn't good, so what I can say is, that it hasn't been as bad as it could be. Most of us know the sickness, pain and suffering that word means. Today is a bad day; he hasn't really had one of them in a long time, so I am facing again the reality of this horrible disease and the pain and heartache it brings.

For members of the George Fan Club, he is alright, don't panic - but he's not feeling well.

I spoke to Merry at Dr. Meleo's and she confirmed that a chemo slump is normal 10-14 days after treatment, which coincides with this time frame. I pray it means the chemo is killing cancer cells and not taking too hard a toll on the rest of his systems. He is taking the Chemo Support Formula and his other herbs religiously. This morning, he didn't eat more than half of his breakfast and has been fairly lethargic all day. He wants to lay outside, but the temperatures have dropped significantly from yesterday's and I am worried about him getting sick. So I am keeping him inside where I am freezing; I'm trying to bundle up to keep the heat down for him.

I think I will see if he is up to snuggling; see if I can steal some of that precious body heat of his and hold him and make him feel better. My poor boy.

Amber is just sort of laying near him looking at him. Then she comes over to me for a few minutes and goes back over to him and lays down about 3 feet away and watches him. She loves him so much, too. When he spent the weekend at the ER back in May, she scoured the entire cul de sac looking for him, everyones' cars, porches, yards, it was so sweet. She would go up to people - not to get petted - as she would sniff them and look up at them as if to say, "Do you know where George is?" then stand there a moment, then walk away.

On a closing note, I extend my heartfelt wishes to my good friend Robin and the wonderful Miss Katie who had her first chemo treatment today. It turns out she has lymphoma as well, instead of an infection as we had first thought. I am%

The camera goes on vacation...

2005-10-26T10:32:00.000-07:00

My camera is on vacation in Lake Chelan, but I am stuck here at home, hard at work. It makes posting a bit boring, as I like color and the pizzazz a few pictures can add. So, I'll bring a few items out of the closet I've been working on. I've also been working around the house and Monday night decided it was time to disassemble my sofa and thoroughly vacuum in, under and around it. It's one of those semi-circular couches, so it wasn't the easiest task. Let's just say that Art was glad he was at his brother's watching the game!

I've always got too many things on the needles - I can't stay loyal to one project for too long as I get bored and have to get into something else for a while. Hence, I knit, crochet, embroider and still occasionally do cross stitch. I recently learned Bunka Sishu and that was way cool! I finished my first Bunka. It isn't framed and I don't have a photo yet, so I'll show you later!

Currently waiting in the wings...

A purple basketweave afghan made from a thick chenille yarn that is very soft and has wonderful texture.... yes, that is a crochet hook you see on the edge there. Now, no snide comments from all you knitting divas out there. You know you need us multi-talented folks when your knitting patterns call for a crocheted border!

Teal is one of my favorite colors. Our sofa is teal, but only by coincidence and it prompted me to paint our living room 5 shades of teal over Halloween weekend a few years ago, (can you say too much Christopher Lowell?) while Art was in Las Vegas with the Sprint Car team. It actually took much longer than the weekend to finish and he could have killed me when he got home to find the house in shambles and under tarps - but he helped me finish. He had to - the TV was covered in drop cloths! So when I found this beautiful yarn on eBay, I knew it was meant for me. I just had no idea what I was going to use it for. I found the pattern "Cozy" in the archives of Knitty.com @ http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATTcozy.html I thought it would make a gorgeous shawl. They yarn's base is teal, with shiny teal and copper threads spun through it. I really love the pattern because it is simple enough to work, but not too simple to get bored with. I cannot sit and do stockinette for very long. I know it is rhythmic , that knitting is very soothing and you could say meditative, but doing ST st for me, my meditative mind wanders too far and I just can't stick with it. I find I need the stimulation of pattern as much as I need the soothing feel of gentle accomplishment of each little stitch.

So Much Love To Give

2005-10-18T21:41:00.000-07:00

George is amazing. Yesterday he was a real trooper. It was a particularly difficult day for me and just having him with me was such a comfort and gave me strength. In kind, he passed that same love, comfort and strength on to some others. We went to visit my Aunt Myrna in Anacortes who is reaching the end of her days here on earth and has been battling cancer for some years now. She has always loved dogs and it was my hope that George would bring some joy to her. She knows George (and Amber) as she used to come visit us quite a bit before she got quite ill. George was very gentle and did a great job being on his best manners at the nursing home. He was also greeted enthusiastically by many other patients and the staff there. He was enthralled by their birds. They have beautiful birds and lots of them in many cages throughout the facility. One attendant had a bird on each shoulder as she went about distributing books. George enjoyed the many friends he made and we had some very special and tender moments.

Today, George went to Animal Cancer Specialists in Lake City for his own Chemotherapy treatment. He is doing well and firmly in remission. We are targetting February as the cut-off for treatments and praying that it will hold foreverafter. George wouldn't mind being the first dog ever cured of cancer and neither would I. I know that the prayers, love and support of have pulled us through so far and as I opened a new bottle of Chemotherapy Support Formula from Dr. McDowell in Australia (thanks George P, you're a great friend!) http://www.herbal-treatments.com/herbal_treatments_for_dogs.html I thought back about the many different things and how they have all come together to bring George back to a healthy, vibrant state.
George, by the way, loves going to ACS and seeing his friends, Dr. Meleo, Merry, Amy, Sarah, Sandra, Ursula and everyone else at ACS & ACCES and all the other clients. He makes friends with so many people in the lobby. Today he met a very rare blonde Scottie Terrier named Laddie and his packmate Bonnie, a black Scottie.

Why Bears Hybernate

2005-10-15T15:38:00.000-07:00

Fishing season is about over, but we had a pretty good year!

The weather has changed and the winds and rain have moved in. Soon it will be hunting season... (Don't worry, we only hunt clay pigeons)

And I have to say, the idea of taking a nice, long winter's nap is rather appealing! Wouldn't you agree?

So, now you know... that's why Bears hybernate.

Flower Basket Shawl

2005-10-14T14:38:00.000-07:00

Did I mention I was frustrated with this? Well, if you can call picking out about 6 rows last night and not getting totally frustrated and wanting to frog the entire thing "progress" then I made headway last night. I was remembering something that Laura of http://poormissfinch.com had recently said about weighing the difference between time to frog and time to perform surgery. I figured that once I started to frog, there would be no stopping. I knew I had this - (sorry the picture isn't very good, our camera sucks for taking close up pictures and it was at night, so the light was awful) and it is hard to see - but there is a loop - just off to the left of center where I split the two strands on a stitch. So I picked out a bunch of rows, dropped down about 3 rows after figuring out which side of the yarn over I needed to go on (I was tired of picking out rows and had opted to try for surgery) and put it back together. At this point, Art usually decides to start talking to me about something. Bless his heart. Will they ever understand? I am now in the operating room, my patient is on the table and is cut wide open!! I have precious minutes to get in, get the heart beating again and get out. Too long and I will for sure have a calamity! Now is not the time for idle chit-chat or worse - making "to-do" lists!!! For some reason, the poor guy just doesn't understand when I get cranky about this. No wonder he resents my knitting sometimes. I am learning to be more sensitive, he is learning that scrunched up intenselook on my face means something.

As for the patient - it lived. I am not yet sure how it's recovery is today; I haven't checked in. I am just glad that I still like it and want to keep going on it. I have decided it is a gift and who I want to make it for... At first it was for me, but I can decide if I want to make another for myself later - Christmas is coming and I have lots and lots to do!!!

For the rest of the evening, we spent some time on the floor snuggling with Amber & George!!
(Here's Amber & Art)

Tonight I hope to see how I did on the FBS surgery! Now I am off to the new Costco in Woodinville! I am so excited to have one so close!

Welcome!!!

2005-10-13T13:15:00.000-07:00

Welcome to my new blog! I am quite excited and glad that you decided to stop by. I won't be posting any longer at my old MSN blog, so be sure to mark this page for the future!

Oh, so much has been happening here, I am not sure where to begin! The Yacht Dogs Yacht Club has been keeping me busy and we are very glad to have Richard moved back here to Seattle where he belongs. It means things have been a bit hectic, but we are working through it I am just tickled to have him here! Art and Richard went fishing last Sunday, something they hadn't done in years. They came home & said that they'd "had a great boat ride!" which I guess means I will hold the record for big Bass, at least this year.

I've been knitting a Flower Basket Shawl and been finding that I'm frustrated with it. Actually, that isn't true, I'm enjoying it. I'm frustrated with me. I should be knitting well enough by now not to be making stupid mistakes and having problems. So, I set it aside for a day or two and let it rest and will pick it up and see it I can get a clear head about it soon. I've lots of other WIP, but I really want to do this one!

I got to spend some time with my Uncle Art last week. He's got the most adorable Westie, Maggie, and is getting settled into their new home. Isn't she adorable?

Well, I think that will be a wrap for today, George seems to think it is lunch time and is getting impatient. Thanks for stopping by & don't forget to say hello!

And please check out our favorite site, other than blogspot, the YDYC at http://www.yachtdogs.org

Boating with Man's Best Friend!

Hugs,

Gayle "FYRKRKR"