Moving is no picnic. Granted, if I owned fewer things it would be easier at least physically. But beyond the packing and unpacking there is the reorientation. All the things I got used to over 9 years in Fort Collins have to be figured out in a new rural environment. One step at a time!
Packing with yarn
Every box that had space in it got filled with yarn. This seemed like a brilliant idea when I was packing, but when unpacking I’ve ended up with boxes of yarn used for packing which belongs in a handful of different places, all of which are already full of yarn. I opened the box containing the video head for my tripod when setting up for Change the Shed this week, and like all the other boxes, there was yarn inside. Look at that! Who puts an overdyed churro in with Shetland and what looks like a mini-skein of Highland plus there is a ball of Harrisville Koehler singles tucked in there as well? Yarn does make a good packing material and so far I’ve found nothing broken, so there is that.
Training books and ER visits
It’s been a week in a string of weeks. There was another visit to emergency vet care this time for Beau on the weekend along with ongoing care. We learned all about hemorrhagic gastroenteritis and information is always good after a night of pooping blood (the dog, not me). Beau has recovered and seems mostly back to his old self. He has had more trips to the vet than he’d like, but he handled them much better than he has in the past and for that I am grateful. I’m also grateful for a fantastic vet tech in Durango named James who understood fearful dogs and got along famously with Beau for the day of his hospitalization.
The dogs do pretty well now being left alone. Well, Sal always did fine, but Beau has separation anxiety and needs his therapy puppy with him. We left them for a few hours to go to dinner and came home to find their statement about the dog training books I was reading strewn all over the floor. I like Zak George and have learned a lot from him. Perhaps Beau and Sal just wanted to figure out my next move training-wise. I strongly suspect Sal was the instigator but have no illusions that Beau wouldn’t willingly join in the hijinks.
Halloween dachshunds
We’ve become people who put costumes on our dogs. I’ll leave you with a “photo shoot.” I have no idea how those cute photos of puppies and babies happen. Those photographers must be wizards. We tried luring them with treats first of course. You can see how well that went.
Finally we gave up and held them. Mr. Dragon and Ms. Butterfly love to be held.
Remember that thing where you loved your Halloween costume but it was freezing outside so your mom made you wear a coat over it (or if you were something with padding, maybe under it), well it was mighty cold here and so Sal had to model the butterfly costume over her jacket. These little dogs just don’t have much hair so not only are Halloween costumes now part of our lives, but apparently dog clothes as well.
Puppies and yarn
During Change the Shed yesterday, I completely lost a cone of yarn that I had used when preparing the night before. I just couldn’t find it. Many attendees were quick to tell me to check the dog bed and they wouldn’t be wrong! Both dogs frequently try to “help” me deal with the yarn situation (see packing with yarn above). It is hard to be angry when they’re so cute running around the house trailing yarn behind them. Sal wrapped the couch and two bookcases in this purple yarn before I was able to lure her into giving it up.
I found that cone of yarn for Change the Shed about 60 seconds after the broadcast ended. I had knocked it into a bag on the floor which I then moved out of my way without noticing the yarn was in it. Ah well. The episode is worth watching even without the white Array I was looking for.
What are you weaving these days? As you can tell, I’m not weaving much, but at the end of this move I’ll have a much better “yarn system,” I can tell you that!