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The Dog Days Of Summer

September 16, 2008 By The Food Lady Leave a Comment

Wikipedia describes the Dog Days Of Summer as the hottest, mostly sultry days of summer. It goes on to say that in the Northern Hemisphere, this occurs between July and early September. We’re in mid to end September now, and while we aren’t having the hottest, or most sultry days, these bright and warm almost-Fall days are what I think of as the Dog Days. The sun is still here, but we know it won’t be for long – too soon, the rains will come and we won’t see nice weather again until Spring next year. So we make a point of hiking and beaching and getting out as much as we can before we no longer have the chance.

The weather channel keeps predicting a dire change to cold and rain in the next 48 hours. Maybe the dogs know it’s coming, because today at the beach they gave us a little taste of everything, sort of a montage of summer ’08.

We had, of course, Big Air … or sideways air anyway.

(Big Air was so big he almost bounced out of the frame)

GET BACK IN THE SHOT, WOO!

We had some Frisbee Fail:

and even Frisbee Hat Fail:

Mr. Woo and Piper even re-enacted the Classic Mad Teeth ™ series.

They haven’t done this for a while!

Fifa Mouth made an appearance:

So did Keener Face.

And the weird shaking faces dog came out to play

And Sport was Sport.

Speaking of Sport; you all know he is Tweed’s little protege … he is now totally on-board with the Kill The Food Lady program.

First, I lost him at the beach. Sort of. There are three paths through the shrubbery to get to the beach from the grass (frisbee) area. Our usual routine is to play on the grass for a bit, then the dogs go tearing down one of the paths to the beach and wait for the slowpoke Food Lady to show, then we play swimming games, then back to the grass before heading to the parking lot. Sport goes where everyone else goes, and this time they took path #2. I strolled at my usual dim witted two legged human pace down path #1.

As I made my way down path #1, the dogs came racing back up path #2, made a sharp right and roared past me down path #1. Except Sport. He’s slower – especially uphill – and he got left alone at the top of path #2. Couldn’t see any of us, since we were now halfway down path #1, and I guess he figured we had gone back to the car. So that’s where he went.

*Public Service Announcement* – It’s hard to run in rubber gumboots.

So there’s me, screaming “SPORT SPORT” because I can see him making his way to the van, but he’s kinda deaf and he doesn’t hear me. And he is *not* street smart, so I know I need to get him before he gets to the busy parking lot, but it’s a really long way and for mystery reasons, I’m dressed like a frickin’ whaler.

Anyway, I finally caught him just as he was stepping off the curb into the parking lot, and nearly had a heart attack in the process. I need to train one of the other dogs to Go Get Sport!!

Funny Tweed Photo Interlude

After our beach session, we went home, and Sport tried to kill me a second time.

As I waited for Mr. Bones to make his painfully slow way up the back stairs of my building, first he stumbled, then his foot disappeared, and then ALL of Sport disappeared!

Where Sport vanished:

He slipped through the railing just as I lunged for him (and missed) and plummeted the 10 foot drop to the cement floor below. I.Thought.I.Was.Going.To.DIE. I went flying down the stairs where he was in a heap on the floor, and gathered him up in my arms. He looked a little surprised, but no worse for wear.

I cannot say the same for me. I’m pretty sure my heart actually stopped beating for a minute there. I mean, it’s not like he has any body fat to prevent all his old bone from shattering into a million pieces! But he didn’t seem to be hurt at all, and indeed, this morning was chasing Tweed at the park like nothing had happened. At least I think that’s what happened this morning. I was awake pretty constantly from the NIGHTMARES his fall gave me, and was pretty tired for morning walkies.

GAH!

On the weekend, the organization I work for threw a party for our volunteers at Trout Lake Dog Park. Miss Piper was her super star self, playing soccer with the kids for hours, and lots of other dogs from our organization came by. My favourite photo from the event has to be Sarah the Catahoula, who either really wanted a piece of cake, or was feeling a little anxious:
ha ha!

Sarah’s mum takes Sarah to work with her several days a week and cycles from West Vancouver to downtown Vancouver (trust me, it’s far … and it’s full of hills) with Sarah in a trailer. Sarah’s mum Melissa is about 2 feet tall and 12 lbs, the cutest pixie lady ever, and has like 40 kids. I have no idea how she does it. Suddenly running in gumboots doesn’t seem like such a big achievement anymore!

Speaking of cycling – blog readers who cycle, tell me about your wet weather / snow gear. What do you wear? I am totally unprepared as most of last winter I (*hangs head*) drove to work.

Also, I have made the painful decision to sell my Bianchi Cyclocross bike as it’s just that much too big for me. I should never have bought it – it would appreciate a rider in the 5’7″-5’9″ range and is great for commuting. It’s going to waste here at casa de Food Lady. Anyone interested?

Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged With: bicycle, big air, dog beach, Fifa, mad teeth, Mr. Woo, Piper, Sport, Tweed

Randomness

July 27, 2008 By The Food Lady Leave a Comment

Randomness Part 1

Baby Gulls

There is a seagull’s nest on the building of the roof next door. The babies are hatched and walking around now. They look like fuzzy little Cadbury Malt Easter Eggs ™ roaming around on the roof. They never really leave the nest except to run to greet the parents who throw up food for them. It’s cute and disgusting all at the same time.

Regrettably, I do not own fantastic enough glass to get good, clear, close up shots of the babies so these photos are kinda shitty. But it was the best I could do, unless someone wants to sponsor my purchase of a 400mm!

They are pretty darned cute though. Maybe I can convinced the landlord next door to let me get on the roof?

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Randomness Part 2

Tweed, on a chair!

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Randomness Part 3

Fireworks

The annual “Celebration of Light” is here again already. Blech. I won’t repeat my litany of complaints (loud, crowded, noisy, messy, knife fights, “WOOHOO”ing to all hours of the morning, terrified dogs – oh wait, I listed them again! Oops) about the fireworks, I will just tell you that IMO, I am ashamed to admit, the US (Saturday night) kicked Canada’s (Wednesday Night) Pyrotechnic Ass. Yeah, as far as fireworks go, America’s were really cool.

I took photos on both nights, but as the prospect of editing them seems tedious to me, I decided not to bother. I don’t have a tripod so the photos often do not come out really well, and fireworks photos are not really my “thing” … I suspect they are boring to other people as well. So I will just offer the one composite I put together of the progress of a Fireball from last night’s show:

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Randomness Part 4

Sport spontaneously eats

Don’t get *too* excited – Sport has sporadically over the last few weeks voluntarily consumed food, so this may mean nothing. However, it was pretty cool this morning to see him take his place in the food bowl line and eat an entire meal, un-coaxed by me, out his own bowl. He even wandered around and licked the other bowls when the dogs were done. He not only ate, but showed definite enthusiasm for eating.

He seems to like raw beef – but not raw hamburger – so yesterday I bought him several pounds of raw beef from Surrey Meats where I usually buy my turkey necks from. Hopefully he doesn’t go off raw beef or I’m stuck with oodles of the stuff.

“Oh hai … Where’s the beef??”

The next obstacle, assuming Sport keeps eating, will be to see if he gains weight and condition as well. Eating in and of itself is not quite good enough. Fingers crossed.

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Randomness Part 5

Piper on a chair too!

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Randomness Part 6

Critical Mass, July 2008

On Friday I hopped on Joelene and rode up to the Vancouver Art Gallery to participate in this month’s edition of Critical Mass Vancouver. It was pretty fun. We rode all over the city; hipsters, doorknobs, families, freaks and even some spandex cowboys tagged long – there were maybe a thousand cyclists along for the ride.

I expect it was pretty usual:

lots of bicycles
Lots of really pissed off people in cars screaming obscenities at the cyclists (though my one experience with corking was positive, and the two cars I was corking were driven/stopped by friendly, supportive people). This is not a political blog, but this cyclist would like to remind motorists that Mass only happens ONCE a month. She also reminds motorists that when you are stuck in a traffic jam due to something vehicular, you do not

A) try to run over other motorists in your rush to go somewhere
B) get out of your car and threaten the lives of other motorists for being in your way or
C) get of our your vehicle and walk up and down the sidewalk telling people they are assholes while clapping your hands sarcastically (this means you CANADIAN POSTAL SERVICE WOMAN ON THE CAUSEWAY) … so maybe don’t do them at Critical Mass time.

But if you do in fact engage in these activities normally in traffic jams, the Food Lady is sorry to say that you are, sadly, a total douche.


One girl crashed her bike badly in Stanley Park (where was her helmet? Mine was on my head, where it ALWAYS is – even if I am going for a laid back Sunday cruise around the seawall, my helmet is strapped to my noggin! /end lecture)

And I learned the hard way that the Causeway through Stanley Park is not, as I had thought, a meandering flat land, but actually a constant, punishing incline… at least for me it was. IOW, Food Lady needs to do more climbing, as this is her very weak cycling area.



I would also like to thank the nice young man who invited me to come play something called “Bicycle Polo” on Thursdays for his generous invitation … but I’m totally not doing that!!


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Randomness Part 7

Sport stole Tweed’s spot in the bedroom last night. Tweed was very put out.

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Randomness Part 8

3WAAW gets another blog award, this one from MuppetDog

RULES
Here are the rules for the Brillante Weblog Premio 2008 Award:

1. The winner can put the logo on her blog.
2. Link the person you received your award from.
3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.
4. Put links of those blogs on yours.
5. Leave a message on the blogs of the girls you’ve nominated.

The problem? The Food Lady does not read “at least 7” other blogs with any regularity. The Food Lady lists her favourite blogs on the right hand side of this site, and those are pretty well all she reads. The Food Lady is also lazy, and doesn’t feel like going around nominating other blogs for awards – she has to go buy a new Fifa ™ and take the dogs for a run.

So The Food Lady humbly suggests to the makers of these awards that the rules not be so stringent! A top 3 pay-it-forwards would be sufficient! For Heaven’s Sakes!! (that one was for you, Fi!)

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Randomness Part 9, an addition

Newer, better Fifa ™ joins the 3WAAW household

Went back to the used sporting goods store today. There were some new, used Fifas ™ and I picked out a real beauty:

The fellows at the store were nice enough to let some air out of it for me, and then let Woo come inside and test it, so we would be sure he would not try to drown himself for the second time this weekend.

Fifa the Fourth ™ was a big hit.

And not just with Wootie. Piper likes it too.

Woo teaches Fifa(tm) a lesson it won’t soon forget!

Tweed wants nothing to do with the scary soccer ball.

*snicker*

Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged With: bicycle, Critical Mass, Fifa, Food Lady, Joelene, Mr. Woo, Piper, Sport, Tweed

Meet Joelene

February 24, 2008 By The Food Lady Leave a Comment

Joelene is the newest member of my family.

Ha ha! You thought Joelene was going to be a dog. Sucker.

That wasn’t very nice was it? Sorry. Here are some random shots from dog walks and dog parks over the last couple of days. But first, I vow to

a) NOT become one of “those” bike people
b) NOT join Critical Mass (shut up Cookie Uncle. YOU join Critical Mass!)
c) NOT put a “Bikesexual” or similar sticker on Joelene, ever.

I am going to get a sticker that says “One Less Car” though … and I’m going to put in on my van. That was Robyn’s idea, and is just one of the many reasons I Heart Robyn.

Although I love Joelene more (*sorry Robyn)

Tweed and Piper waiting to start our hike on The North Shore
Tweed is bored

Dusty is also bored ….with his head, and tries a Woo on for size:

Poor Woo is always Dusty’s target. Woo has borrowed Piper’s Mad Teeth ™ for these situations.

Can you believe no one has adopted Dusty yet? I can’t :(

He’s cute! He’s sweet! He’s even talented and can spot UFOs!

It was gorgeous weather for February in Vancouver.

Swimming at Kits Beach

Tweed in the North Shore Mountains

Cookie Uncle’s new dog TDCKAB babysits a ball on the hike

Mr. Woo

Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged With: Bear, bicycle, dog beach, Dusty, Joelene, Mr. Woo, Piper, Tweed

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