Knitting… I remember that

December 16th, 2011

Busy busy!

Remember when this used to be a knitting blog? Yeah. Me too. I swear it still is a knitting blog. It’s just kind of being eclipsed by current goings-on. This is post is about knitting, so stay with me here.

I first need to tell you about The Littlest Bobo. He is doing well. Yeah, he’s accumulating some dumb nicknames, but I didn’t name him “Bo” and it’s not my fault it rhymes with a lot of stuff. As I write this, he’s passed out on the couch beside me. He had his neutering stitches out on Monday, and the vet said it healed up nicely. Bo was really good about wearing the head “cone”, and we were very cognizant of any attempts at licking/chewing of stitches, so that’s probably why. He hated that cone at first, but by the last few days he was actually helping us put it on him by pushing his head through the hole. Especially before bed – it became a bit of a ritual and he got some late-night snacks out of the deal. Luckily, he seems to respond really well to positive reinforcement. Or maybe he’s just awesome, I don’t know.

There is one thing… he can be annoying when I’m knitting. He loves to grab balls of yarn and run around like a crazy dog. It is HILARIOUS to him. I’ve packed everything away so he can’t eat any yarn or get into trouble with it, but it kind of sucks not being able to sit on the couch and just knit away. Baby steps, I guess. My parents’ dogs went through that phase (i.e. puppyhood) where they chewed everything and wanted to play with everything, but eventually they chilled out. Or at least they figured out it’s better to chew on toys & treats, and there’s no shortage of those around here. Like everything, I just need to give it time. He’s still a little dude.

In the meantime, I’ve invested in one of these GoKnit pouches by KnowKnits, a small one in Navy, and it helps a bit. Bo’s not as interested in my knitting if he can’t see a ball of yarn moving around. Also, I’m only attempting to knit when he’s really tired or acting chilled out already. There isn’t a lot of holiday knitting happening, but luckily, I think most of my gifts have already been taken care of. It’s under control… I think.

Prince at Scotiabank Place, Ottawa

December 4th, 2011

We went to see Prince last night at Scotiabank Place here in Ottawa. Part of his “Welcome 2 Canada” tour. I’m so tired and sore today from dancing for 2+ hours, but what can you do? It was worth it. I never thought I’d get to see him live.

I’d post some photos from the show, but we weren’t supposed to take any. I took some, but I’ll be a good girl and not post them here.

Prince and his band were amazing. Very tight, very visually entertaining. He always has women musicians in his band, and that’s awesome. They played pretty much every song I wanted to hear. Some were part of medleys, which was ok with me. I’d rather they play a few verses of a song than not play it at all. Purple Rain was played in full (of course) and it was fantastic (of course). When they shot purple & gold glitter (see above pic) out near the end of the song, it was pretty much perfect.

Shockingly, they did several encores. As the last encore started, we ditched our seats and ran up next to the stage, as Prince suggested. That was pretty sweet. We were right up with the people who paid $500 for VIP tickets. We danced around with a bunch of other folks who were similarly into it.

And yeah… if I had one complaint, it would be that the audience kinda sucked. I think it’s an Ottawa thing, to be honest. I’ve noticed it at Bluesfest before, mostly in bigger venues. No energy. Just kinda phoning it in, if they’re into it at all. All take, no give. When Prince tried to get people to sing along, it was almost dead. Half the audience seemed to just sit down and wait before the band came back for encores. Some left. It’s like they don’t know how concerts work. Like when Prince said everyone should come up to the “dance floor” in front of the stage, we were the only ones in our row to go! It was truly bizarre.

Anyhow, other than that, it was pretty decent. Prince knows how to put on a show.

Kinmount Shoe Tree saga continues…

December 2nd, 2011

The outcry over the Kinmount Shoe Tree removal has apparently made a few folks at the Kinmount Committee for Planning and Economic Development nervous. Or something. They recently asked the author of the website I had linked previously to remove her Shoe Tree info page on Kinmount.ca. Pretty lame!

You can read about it in her new blog at  http://kinmountshoetrees.blogspot.com

And if you’d like to share your opinion of the shoe tree removal with the man who decided to do it, by all means, fire an email in Ward 3 Councillor Dave Hodgson’s direction: dhodgson@city.kawarthalakes.on.ca

or Ric McGee, the mayor: rmcgee@city.kawarthalakes.on.ca

Our little boy is growing up!

December 1st, 2011

Today was an exciting day. Bo got neutered!

We’ve been counting down the days. It might’ve just been my imagination, but about a week ago he seemed to turn into a teenager. His humping went into overdrive. He started peeing to mark his territory, and even started lifting his leg to pee. His face got a bit more angular. He just seems less puppyish now.

But that’s cool, the puppy phase is highly overrated. I appreciate my sleepy old Pups (in Minden) even more now.

Bo’s puppy teeth are all gone now too. He had the last two removed today while he was knocked out for the neutering. His top two canine teeth (fangs) were “double” because the puppy teeth hadn’t come out before his adult teeth came in. And it wasn’t looking like they were going to come out either, and we didn’t want that to screw up his permanent teeth. They gave them back to us tonight, in a little pill bottle, and they have huge roots. Very cool and gross.

He’s also been microchipped.

Phew.

If you’re tallying up the bill in your head, yeah… that’s pretty much our Christmas present to ourselves.

(Bo’s little peanuts, for the record)

No More Shoe Trees

November 13th, 2011

This has been a rough week for a lot of us, myself included. I’ve been out with a bad ear infection and on antibiotics, and Dear A has been picking up the slack around here. Bo (our new puppy) is teething like crazy and is unhappy I’ve been in bed and not around to play. I’ve been sad about Scarlet on top of everything else, stressed about missing work, and annoyed about several other things. This is one of them.

Last week, I got a tweet in my Twitter stream from The Minden Times, linking to this article. I got mad, then pouted for a bit, and then moved on because everything else was bothering me (see above). Now that things have kind of calmed down,  I’ve got a few things to say about this.

This is probably one of those ideas that look OK on paper. It appeared rational, an act in response to “safety” and something that supposedly “reflected badly on the community”. I haven’t heard from many people who share this opinion, that of Ward 3 Councillor David Hodgson, but now we can all rest assured that we are free from the menace that was the Kinmount Shoe Tree(s). They have all been cut down and replaced with a NO LITTERING sign.

I wrote a blog about the region’s shoe trees last summer. It was a positive blog. As a former resident of Minden, I’d always been a fan of these shoe trees. They were a surprising and mysterious thing to come across while driving along a wooded highway. I loved them as a kid and continued to love them into adulthood. They reminded me that there were people out there who liked the same slightly odd stuff that I did, who had come together to create these installations of art, often without really understanding the history or reason why. And yes, I considered the trees pieces of art.

A few weeks ago, I received a comment on that original post, and I’ll reproduce it here. It’s from the grandson of the man who started this movement:

Hello,

Yes it was Bill Boland and Betty Boland that started the “Shoe Tree” in Kinmount. – They moved there in the 70′s after they sold there business in Wallaceburg ont. My grandfather died 26 years ago of colon cancer.

He would of appericated the support from everyone – He was very upset when the lady burnt the tree down…

Thanks.
Braydon Boland
grandson of bill boland

I was excited to get the comment, but didn’t really follow up, because, honestly, I’m kind of lame like that. I didn’t realize that this thank-you for support was indicative of the shit going down with the City of Kawartha Lakes. I try to keep up with local politics in my hometown, but it’s difficult from a distance. It hurts now to realize that perhaps I could have voiced some support, despite what appears to be David Hodgson’s overt power-tripping to have the shoe trees destroyed.

No one asked me if I wanted to remove these trees, and apparently a lot of other people didn’t get to have their say either. No polls, no votes, no discussion – just small town politics.  I don’t even know if there was a warning.

I don’t really understand what these supposed issues were with the shoe trees. I’ve driven past them numerous times and never had trouble with people parked to take a look or to take photos. It’s not like those roads are ridiculously busy. Throw a few “caution” or “pedestrian” signs up along the highway. The only potential issue I could see is that the shoes often got wrapped around the nearby power lines, not necessarily on purpose, but by people trying to throw shoes into the tree branches. That could have been a hazard, but isn’t that Ontario Hydro’s beef? No mention of them.

It seems that the main motivation, at least from articles I’ve read, has been the “eyesore” factor. Seriously? Remove a piece of living art & history because it’s an “eyesore”? You can’t just destroy things you personally find ugly or disagreeable. That’s not a valid reason in the slightest. That’s just small-town bullshit.

Quite frankly, those shoe trees were something that put our towns on the map. As lame as it may sound, it was true. Kinmount, Minden, Haliburton – they’re beautiful little towns, but they’re not exactly the number one destination for a lot of folks. I spent 19 years of my life there, so I’m allowed to say it. People drive through these towns or pass by on the way to somewhere else, and if anything makes people stop or even remember the town, isn’t that something to hold on to?

Not according to some, I guess. And I disagree.

I hope everyone ignores David Hodgson’s NO LITTERING sign and builds more of these shoe trees. Get your neighbours together, collect some old shoes, find a suitable tree, and go to work.

And if you’ve got a good roadside location, maybe even make a shoe tree on your OWN property, so Hodgson & Company will have to keep their paws off it.

Please follow Lynne Kilby’s blog about the Kinmount Shoe Trees, as it is much more up-to-date and closer to the source than I am! She’s now operating a blog at blogspot.com, as Kinmount.ca made her remove her infosite there!

Puppy teeth

November 8th, 2011

Trying to stay positive. Thanks for all your comments & mails about Scarlet. :)

Here’s something cool & kinda gross…

Yikes!

Our puppy, Bo, lost a tooth tonight. It’s kind of rare to find them, since they usually swallow them. I’ve gone through 3 puppyhoods and never saw any. Bo and I were playing and he spit this one out in my hand. Then he tried to eat it, but I stopped him.

It’s a premolar, I’m pretty sure. Bottom right.

I hope the rest of his little flesh-shredding puppy razors come out ASAP. Man oh man!

Rest in Peace, little Scarlet

November 7th, 2011

After so many nice dog posts, it deeply saddens me to have to make this post.

Scarlet, our sweet little Jack Russell Terrier, had to be put to sleep on Friday morning. She was a few months shy of her 15th birthday.

She’s been featured on this blog numerous times, along with her son Pups. She’s been my little buddy for literally half my life. We knew her time was coming, but it still hurts so much to know she’s not with us anymore. I was hoping she’d make it til Christmas, so I could see her again, but that wasn’t meant to be.

I’m so grateful for the time we had together.

Film Friday – Dogs

November 4th, 2011

While we’re on the topic of dogs, here’s a less vintage pic. I think this was taken in the late 90′s. Still definitely on film. I’ve got a copy of this picture up on my office wall.

It’s my Dad and Pups. Pups isn’t afraid of cameras here and that didn’t last too long, so it must be the late 90s.

Dad and Pups are still best buds. Little Pups is 13 now, it’s hard to believe.

Special Announcement!

November 2nd, 2011

We have added a new member to our family!

His name is Bo!

He’s almost 5 months old.

We adopted him on the 22nd of October, which explains my blogging-absence.

He’s a cross between a Dachshund and (we think) a Jack Russell terrier. He looks a lot like a long, weenie-like Jack Russell. And pictures of Jackhunds look bang-on.

We adopted him from a family who could no longer care for him because they had a new baby. We’ve been thinking of getting a dog for a while now, and always hesitating because we didn’t want to pay a ridiculous amount from a breeder. Also, we definitely didn’t want to get one from a pet store. Ideally, I’ve always wanted to adopt a dog from the Humane Society, but this was the next best thing. His owner was a friend of a friend, and we were helping them out and getting a pretty cool dog in the process. Win-win.

He’s a crazy little puppy guy right now. He chews on everything, and that’s been difficult to get used to. He has sharp little puppy teeth and he’s teething now. I can’t wait for that to end. He came house-trained, so that’s half the battle. He’s good at sleeping in his crate at night. He can sit, stay, come, and lie down on command, when he’s got the right motivation (i.e. treats). He’s not fixed yet, but that’s coming at the end of the month. He’s getting used to us, and we’re getting used to him. It’s pretty cool.

Kiki is getting used to him too, but that’s another blog post altogether.

 

Film Friday – Autumn

October 21st, 2011

Skipped a couple weeks due to prior commitments, but here’s another Film Friday.

 

This is my mom & I, October of ’84, in Minden, Ontario.

Technically, my brother is here too, as my mom is about 5 months pregnant.

We were just at my childhood home, this house, for Thanksgiving, and if you were to take this picture now, you wouldn’t be able to see the house at all because the cedar hedge is so tall.We still have that wheelbarrow. There are now ugly houses on both sides of our house, complete with asshole neighbours.