Kaia Camp

So, Kaia decided that she was going to create her own week of summer camp.  We sat down and made a list of some of the things she wanted to do… make a lava lamp, turn an egg into rubber, make ice cream, etc.  We have a long list.

Yesterday was the first day of Kaia camp.  Unfortunately, she started it with a trip to the dentist.  She does amazingly well.   Then she rode along with me while I took care of some errands.  The fun camp stuff would be started as soon as we got home… unfortunately, I fell asleep on the couch with Leif and didn’t wake up until 5pm!!  MAN!  I must have needed it.  So, to make up for it, Kaia and I put some raspberries in the blender (10 ounces) added 2 cups of cream and 2 cups of Coconut milk, 1/2 cup of sugar and 2 tsp vanilla, whipped it up and made some ice cream!  It’s more like a smoothy at first, but if you put it in the freezer it freezes up nicely.

Today was day 2 of Kaia Camp.  We woke up late and had a leisurely morning at home.  Then we hopped in the car and headed out to go pick black raspberries!!!!  Woohoooo!!  I found an organic farm selling them for $3 a pint!!  They are $6.50 in the store.  So, Kaia and I made ourselves purple with all the juice from picking over a gallon of berries.  Most went into the freezer for future use.  Mmmmmm!!

We also canned up our first batch of pickles.  I tried a simple dill recipe.  Don’t know how it tastes yet, but I’ll let you know.  I’m thinking that this year maybe I will enter some of my canning into the regional fair competition.  Why not?

We’ll see what day 3 of Kaia camp brings 🙂

Leif’s newest attire

I finally finished his piggy pants!!  I love how they came out.  They should fit for a few winters.  He’s already 20 pounds (and 4 months old!) so as he lengthens out, I imagine his belly won’t get much bigger for a few years :-)  Kaia is 6 and fits the pants (though they come down to her knees).

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Winds of Change

We awoke this morning to a lovely rain.  The kind that keeps you in bed just a little longer.  The rain moved out and a lovely wind blew in.  I love the wind!  I love to hear it in the trees and feel it come through the windows, bringing fresh life into the house.  When the wind surrounds my body sometimes it feels like it is brushing away my complacency or my worries.  Often it feels as though it is bringing in change, fresh ideas, lifting my spirits.   Think of the times you have been on the shore, in the mountains, or just in your own yard and you’ve closed your eyes, lifted your arms and let the wind carress every bit of skin.  You instinctively take in a breath, moving the wind down into your body, to your cells, cleansing your spirit.  Ahhh, what an amazing peaceful feeling!  I love the wind!

Garden Progress

Things are growing nicely in the garden! It was early blight on the potatoes.  But, it was only on 5 of my fingerlin potatoes.  So, I pulled them up and burned the tops.  The potatoes looked fine, albeit small:

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We’ve got zucchini and summer squash starting to come in, cukes the size of my pinky, snap peas galore (yum!) and still lots of greens.  I’m having to get use to eating from the garden and not from the pantry… it’s nice…. but major canning time is just around the corner.

Here are shots of the garden from the roof… lots of progress from a month ago

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And a shot of some blooms on the roof:

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Poor Sweet Suki

Wow… this just isn’t a good time for us as far as our animals go.

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Poor Suki tore her ACL on Monday and needs major surgery.  She was just running around the land and must have taken a wrong step.  It’s just like a torn ACL in humans.  Since she is an 85 pound Akita, really the only viable option for her is to get TPLO surgery (If she were a smaller or much less active dog, she could have “suture” surgery, but it doesn’t work as well on larger dogs)  This is going to run us $2500+ (AHHH! there goes the savings!) but it will get her a new knee basically.   She’s 9 years old, yes, but she’s very active and healthy and if we did nothing she would go down hill very fast, probably tear the other ACL (because she is now putting more weight on that leg), and lose the use of both back legs!

This has made me think more about my decision to try to rehome the cats.  It seems like if I can spend that much on surgery for my dog, then I should be able to do more for my cats.  I know, I know, I’m so fickel!  It’s just it’s permanent!  If I get rid of them they are gone for good and that’s that!  I love my cats, it’s just that they are driving me crazy right now!  Maybe they need more toys… Maybe some outdoor time… Maybe a pet therapist 🙂 (maybe I need a therapist!)

Anyway, Suki is scheduled for a consult with an orthopoedic surgeon next week.  Poor Suki!

Rehoming the cats

Please don’t send hate mail…. please don’t tell me what a horrible, unfeeling cat mother I am… I know that once you adopt an animal you are promising them a ‘forever’ home… but life brings changes and I feel that this decision is to enhance the lives of my cats!

After many months of contemplation I have come to the heart breaking conclusion that I need to find my three devons another home.  Very long story short, I’ve had Max (my 11 year old) since he was a baby.  I got him with his brother, Mulligan.  Mully died when they were 5 years old (from a severe rabies vaccination reaction), and a few months after that I gave birth to my first child.  Max was very sad and unhappy.  All he wanted was to be on my lap, or on my head, or on my shoulders, but those places were now taken up with a baby.  We moved a lot in the 4 years to follow and finally decided, last year, that it was time to get Max some playmates.  So, we adopted 2 more devons (a 5 year old mama and her kitten).  They have all become fast friends and love each other, but now I have 3 devons that only want my lap, and guess what… I have a new baby.  Every time I sit down to nurse him there are three cats pushing him aside and trying to get love.  They won’t go to my husband or my daughter for affection, and my arms are always full.  So, for the past year, no one has been happy, and I feel SO guilty.  They follow me around and meow for affection.  I’ve been thinking about it and talking it over with my family for months now, and finally decided that they would be happier in another home with someone who could compeltely dote on them.  I also think it’s important that they go to a family that has had devons or atleast knows and understands their idiosynchcracies.  They are crazy cats… not like a standard aloof cat!  They love attention and want to be with you 24/7, they are talkative, energetic, and require (insist on) your affection.

Like I said, Max is 11 and in good health.  He’s a bit overweight, but he is also big for a devon.  Max has allergies for many standard cat foods, so he gets raw rabbit that I get from the local pet food store.  Isabella is 6 and in great health.  Daisy (the kitten) is 17 months and gets ‘goopy eye’ occassionally.  The vet said it is a type of cat herpes (not conatagious)…. when ever she gets it, I put a little lysine in her food and it goes away.  Otherwise she is also in great health.

I would like them to go to a home together.

Are you someone who could be a devoted and overly affectionate devon parent???  Will you let them sleep on your head and sit on your shoulders?  Will you talk back to them when they meow at you?  Will you mind them being at your feet?   Please email if you think you can give them a good home!

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Longbottom Leif

Here they are!  Leif’s new fancy pants!  Can you see he’s very excited!

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He also wanted to pose with his new sweater, even though it’s too big.  Doesn’t he look dashing?  I’ll knit up a longer pair 9or 20 🙂 for winter.

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And his new fancy pants can be casual too.  Here he is posing with the cat.  Right after I took this photo, he grabbed her ear and wouldn’t let go.  Toby thinks Leif looks a bit like a hobbit in his shorts, so we’ve been calling him Longbottom Leif.

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