Here is Gracie checking my work. I hope she has better punctuation skills than I do.
Kevin is framing the cabinets with trim and then he and I will head to South Center to pick flooring. Marty, Gracie’s rescuer, finally got to meet Gracie & Rob today and I am hoping he makes it to our Winter party so you can all meet him too. In the meantime he has lots of homework from Scott (a gift of boutique cigars). Gracie was her usual, skittish self but he didn’t seem to mind.
This is what the cabinet ceiling trim looks like: Read the rest of this entry »
I had an opportunity to pay-it-back by reuniting a lost dog with their owner today.
I’ve always been pretty aware of watching for missing dogs but since Gracie’s adventure I’ve been hyper-aware.I was out for my walk and was way out near Shorewood when I saw a dog loose in the street about a block away. I headed that direction and saw that it was a rather senior Norwich terrier and that a woman was trying to catch it. I caught the dog for her thinking it was hers but it wasn’t. I honestly didn’t check to see if it was male or female so “its” tag said Scamp and had a phone number so I held “scamp,” the dog while LuAnne went into her house to call the number. The man who answered said he was in Maryland and gave her the number for his dog sitter.
Luckily the dog sitter was home and drove right over to pick Scamp up. She said that she hadn’t noticed that the little Scamp had escaped the fenced in yard yet. The adventure added about 20 or so minutes of non-walking time to my walk but it was well worth it. Please remember when you see a loose dog that they are probably lost, not stray. Be a neighbor and check for a collar and tags. >^..^<
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I didn’t post this before because I didn’t want it to intrude on or distract from my Gracie updates but these are the cards I got when I asked about finding her.
What is interesting is that no familiarity with cards is needed to interpret either of these cards. Look how the three is showing a group effort, papers being shown around and even a column, (the posts I was stapling signs to). Then, looking just at the picture and wiping any memorized meanings from your head, Judgment shows the action of either calling or hearing a call. Obvious, but sometimes cards are that simple. This reading says to hang up signs, talk to people, trust in cooperation, drive around calling and stay close to a phone and to home to respond to a call, and that is exactly what happened — amazing! Read the rest of this entry »
The floor underlayment is in, ceiling drywall is in, plumbing is roughed in and has passed inspection. Scott’s cigar lounge is full of cabinets and the living room is stuffed with everything that belongs in the kitchen. The job is going quickly and I think we are good as long as Scott has his lounge back by the time the rain starts. Read the rest of this entry »
Well, right in the middle of losing and finding Gracie and simultaneously exhibiting Chinook at the Wooden Boat Festival, we began the kitchen project. It is the last room in the house to tackle and we put it off for a very long time. I love the way we always learn more about the house and find things in the walls. When we remodeled the bathroom we found a 1944 newspaper and this time we found more newspaper, a few bottles, marbles, stamp pads, and some fossilized mouse poop. I assume it is litter but keep wondering if builders placed stuff into walls before closing them up on purpose like a time capsule, or like putting your initials and the date into freshly poured concrete. Else how do things like the marbles get in there, did a builder bring his kids along one day and they lost a couple? Read the rest of this entry »
Gracie is awake today, limping around on her poor blistered feet. She has gone from a skinny 35.5 to 31 pounds and when I give her a cookie, she stashes it in the couch or in her bed rather than eating it. I have her on Rescue Remedy and I’m putting Rescue Remedy Cream on her feet. Those two products always work wonders for Rob. Scott and Kevin are doing the electrical work in the now gutted kitchen so I have her downstairs in my studio. Whenever I reenter she licks my right arm to my chin and then down my left arm. I just keep repeating, “you are ok.” poor sweetie.
I will start chronicling the kitchen remodel later today.
9 hours and still sleeping. Rob came over and dropped the toy on her.