
Jolene got spayed this week, so she’s in recovery mode. As sad as the whole thing has been, it definitely adds an extra element of cute helplessness to her look.

We were supposed to get up to the cottage to open it up this weekend, but I had underestimated how long the recovery period would be for a canine hysterectomy, so we stayed home to take care of the pup instead. Maybe next weekend she can learn the wonders of boats and geodesic domes.
Also, we bought these at Fiesta Farms, mostly just to show you the label.

I would have just taken a picture in the store, but I happen to like vanilla wafers so I brought them home with us. To eat.
May 19th, 2008
Well, I have finally moved into the 21st century: I have purchased a cell phone with a camera in it, just in time to take a stunning picture of the lunar eclipse last night.

Ok, so maybe it’s better suited to taking cute pictures of my dog. Or, say, pictures of Sarah skating at Harbourfront:

February 21st, 2008
At long last, Jolene has arrived!

Last night Sarah and I drove up north of Toronto to the farm where Jolene had been born. I don’t have any pictures from the farm (unbelievably I forgot my camera) but it was quite a scene - Jolene, her brother and her 5 sisters were going crazy and one of the miniature horses had just given birth! Let me tell you, that was amazing - unless, that is, your heart is somehow cold enough to not be absolutely melted by a baby miniature horse that is not much bigger than a cocker spaniel.

As I’m sure you can tell, we got the camera out as soon as we got home. Luckily the battery died before things got too far out of hand, but just in case you are looking at these pictures and thinking “I’d really like to see 26 photos of that puppy taken within a ten-minute time span,” well then I have the link for you right here!

December 13th, 2007

November 20th, 2007
Frankly I don’t think that Sarah has quite yet realized what she has let me do but, regardless, in 4 short weeks we will be the proud new recipients of a new canine housemate.

There she is, our mini golden doodle! I really wish that there was a less embarrassing name for this breed, though at least we’re not getting a Shih-T-Poo (pronounced Shit-Poo). This may or may not be the exact dog that we’re getting - frankly it’s hard to tell at 2.5 weeks. There are 8 siblings in the litter and we’re getting one of the 7 girls, but frankly they all look like little piglets at this point so it’s hard to tell them apart.

This is the mother - she’s a Golden Retriever. If you’re wondering why the pictures are all red, it’s because I didn’t want to use a flash and they’re keeping warm under a red heat lamp.

This is the father, a miniature poodle. I personally find the mental image of the mechanics of that particular courtship to be somewhat comical, to say the least.

This enormous Bernese Mountain Dog (you can’t tell in this picture, but it’s probably bigger than Sarah) is not related to our dogs in any way, but it was so adorable that I needed to take its picture. It was quite a menagerie at the farm where we went to meet the puppies - there were two quarter horses, a thoroughbred, three Chihuahuas, two poodles, a golden doodle and four pregnant miniature horses, not to mention at least half a dozen barn cats and a husband.
More pictures soon - we’ll go see them in a couple of weeks again, just to get a better idea how they are growing up. Since they are a mixed breed, there is some variety in the breed based on what traits they take from each parent.
November 15th, 2007

August 23rd, 2007

July 23rd, 2007

July 9th, 2007

June 7th, 2007
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