Wednesday, February 29, 2012
So for the newest member of the Sinclair Family - be prepared to get 18 years (or would that be 4 1/2 years) worth of little gifts - they may not be worth much, but maybe in the future you may thing they were priceless. I will try to remember to take the price tag off.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Happy Birthday Chris -perhaps we can do a repeat of this when it comes to my birthday. No, just kidding.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
I got home with no problems, and said hello to the menagerie that I had left a month ago. Little do they know I would be turning around in a couple of days to go back to Alberta to work one more week. This time I will be taking the dog trailer - loading a few more dogs to take back with me who will be finding new homes along the way. I must remember to take their tags off so they can't be traced back to me.
I will also be bringing a red solo cup - let's have a party!
Friday, February 17, 2012
It will be a short trip, enough time to unload the stuff, hopefully getting over to Jamie Van Ryan's for a day of dog training (it is the weekend you know, and we can use it to celebrate Chris's birthday as well - killing two birds with one stone is my mandate in life), hitching up the dog trailer (some new pups are finding homes, and want to take a few young dogs again for a visit to Randy Dye's the next weekend) and return to Alberta for a final week of work.
I thought the Saskatchewan move was going to give me a slower pace of life - in the time I have been there, I have gotten myself on a couple of boards, convinced myself to put a trial on, taken a few outside dogs to train, made some pies for a community supper and pimped Dora as a moving van .
I don't think I will have a midlife crisis this year, there is no time for one!
Monday, February 13, 2012
After the meeting, some of us (Naomi Shields, Abe Marshall, and Don and Nelda Grant) went back to Randy and Val's place and had hamburger soup (which wasn't offal), drank some chocolate wine (which certainly wasn't awful) and trained a few dogs. Naomi made sure the babysitter (her husband Bill) was okay, since she was going to stay the night.
We critiqued each other - some to the point of crying (sorry Randy, I will bring tissue for you next time.)Even the dogs critiqued one another.Mitch may even see the trial field with whistles on him -but I will wait for the invariable brick wall in training that is alway hit when things go well. After Randy's, I stopped at my friend's Penny place for a quick visit, and finally got back to Nanton to work yet again. On my way back, I discovered I misplaced my whistle, and I knew I had it in Randy's field. A quick text (without LMFAO), and Randy replied he would look for it. Getting ready for bed that night, I found the whistle - around my neck. Good thing my head is attached or I would lose that as well.
Plans are in the making to visit The Do Drop Inn again in a couple of weeks. I'll be sure to bring the tissue.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
My dogs occasionally eat raw - easier than digging a hole for the dead cow that occasionally happens. I just find it hard to drag that carcass around to dog trials - and I get stared at. James Spratt (I think he was Jack's other brother, and he could eat fat) in 1860 created the first dog biscuit and Dr. Ballard (who had practiced in Grenfell, Saskatchewan-who knew) made canned dog food in the 1920's-wonder why they developed these foods -most likely they were sick of feeding raw.
I think I am going to go pop a multivitamin.