Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Today is special because....
...it has been two years since little Ernie came into our lives.
On October 30, 2008 I went to the airport to pick up the puppy we bought from a breeder in Alberta. Yes, we paid with paypal and yes, the breeder had knocked $200 off the selling price. Furthermore, she was being shipped out via airplane. (I know, I know this sounds worrisome but I spoke with the breeder, his vet and another lady who purchased a pup from the previous litter several times. Plus he was from Alberta, and I have a rather trusting attitude toward Canadians.) And even though I had a lot of faith in this guy, driving up to the airport I was a little unsure if there would actually be a little puppy arriving on the plane for me. Sure enough, a few other future pet owners were waiting for their special delivery from Alberta as well. As soon as the crate appeared, three little faces popped up and I knew instantly which one was our girl. Right there I fell in love. She was just so tiny. I think Petey may have been in shock the first few hours, but when I arrived home from the Madonna concert late that night, I found them both snuggled on the couch together. That was just the beginning....
Turns out those four pounds of puppy were a lot of work. But when you're in love, it doesn't matter. She stayed up crying half the night, wailed when left alone, climbed all over everything, peed and pooped at will, chewed the rug, my shoes and who knows what else. For goodness sakes, I couldn't even shower without hearing her wail from her crate down the hall. But it didn't matter because she had tiny paws and crooked ears. Her first night with us, we had her in her crate next to our bed. Something smelled very very wrong. We were convinced she had pooped in her crate until I quietly turned on the light, and found her fast asleep in her bed. Oh my, don't tell me that was only a fart?! Unfortunately this feature was not just part of puppyhood, and we are constantly graced with scented reminders of ErnieGirl's sometimes overwhelming presence in our lives.
Somewhere in the mix of stress and sweetness that comes with raising a puppy, Ernie grew up. The pink piggy belly sprouted fuzz and polka dots. Her crooked ears took to the sky (to this day I think they still continue to grow, seriously). She grew tall and thick, equally showing both sides of her Frenchie-Boston cross. The fog of her puppy brain lifted and she began to read our emotions. A year passed and she finally learned that, yes, it is inappropriate to take a vengeance shit under the kitchen table after having a bath. Now two years in the making, she finally gets it. Miss Ernestine is our greatest sympathizer in times of sadness or frustration. And of course she is the first one on the scene with her silly antics as we celebrate and smile during all the good times.
Ernie is the proof that big things come in small packages. Everything she does is big and done with gusto. She drags logs along the beach that are three times as long and heavy as she is. Everyone (dog or person) she meets is a friend in the making. No matter how big or how small, Ernie wants to know you. She hunts, she skateboards, she skimboards and sometimes she even sings. She is happiest when being chased, evident as she deer kicks her legs behind her as she makes her getaway. Her zest for life rivals some of the humans I have met in this world and her stubborn sass makes the package complete. Just like a teenager she tests our boundaries and asserts her independence. But when all is said and done she is always up for a snuggle, and that's why we know she loves us too...
On October 30, 2008 I went to the airport to pick up the puppy we bought from a breeder in Alberta. Yes, we paid with paypal and yes, the breeder had knocked $200 off the selling price. Furthermore, she was being shipped out via airplane. (I know, I know this sounds worrisome but I spoke with the breeder, his vet and another lady who purchased a pup from the previous litter several times. Plus he was from Alberta, and I have a rather trusting attitude toward Canadians.) And even though I had a lot of faith in this guy, driving up to the airport I was a little unsure if there would actually be a little puppy arriving on the plane for me. Sure enough, a few other future pet owners were waiting for their special delivery from Alberta as well. As soon as the crate appeared, three little faces popped up and I knew instantly which one was our girl. Right there I fell in love. She was just so tiny. I think Petey may have been in shock the first few hours, but when I arrived home from the Madonna concert late that night, I found them both snuggled on the couch together. That was just the beginning....
Turns out those four pounds of puppy were a lot of work. But when you're in love, it doesn't matter. She stayed up crying half the night, wailed when left alone, climbed all over everything, peed and pooped at will, chewed the rug, my shoes and who knows what else. For goodness sakes, I couldn't even shower without hearing her wail from her crate down the hall. But it didn't matter because she had tiny paws and crooked ears. Her first night with us, we had her in her crate next to our bed. Something smelled very very wrong. We were convinced she had pooped in her crate until I quietly turned on the light, and found her fast asleep in her bed. Oh my, don't tell me that was only a fart?! Unfortunately this feature was not just part of puppyhood, and we are constantly graced with scented reminders of ErnieGirl's sometimes overwhelming presence in our lives.
Somewhere in the mix of stress and sweetness that comes with raising a puppy, Ernie grew up. The pink piggy belly sprouted fuzz and polka dots. Her crooked ears took to the sky (to this day I think they still continue to grow, seriously). She grew tall and thick, equally showing both sides of her Frenchie-Boston cross. The fog of her puppy brain lifted and she began to read our emotions. A year passed and she finally learned that, yes, it is inappropriate to take a vengeance shit under the kitchen table after having a bath. Now two years in the making, she finally gets it. Miss Ernestine is our greatest sympathizer in times of sadness or frustration. And of course she is the first one on the scene with her silly antics as we celebrate and smile during all the good times.
Ernie is the proof that big things come in small packages. Everything she does is big and done with gusto. She drags logs along the beach that are three times as long and heavy as she is. Everyone (dog or person) she meets is a friend in the making. No matter how big or how small, Ernie wants to know you. She hunts, she skateboards, she skimboards and sometimes she even sings. She is happiest when being chased, evident as she deer kicks her legs behind her as she makes her getaway. Her zest for life rivals some of the humans I have met in this world and her stubborn sass makes the package complete. Just like a teenager she tests our boundaries and asserts her independence. But when all is said and done she is always up for a snuggle, and that's why we know she loves us too...
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Pumpkin Patch
Aaaaand we have progress....
Pete and I went to check out our condo today. It has been about 2 weeks since the last time we went to look at it. And whaddya know, there's drywall! Wow, it felt real when we walked in this time. Our unit looks great and so does everything else. There's even a few stitches of grass on the new golf course and a fountain right outside Sarah's window. So pretty. Here's the photos!
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| View from entry |
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| Ernie's so funny with her big mouth I couldn't resist. |
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| Fireplace |
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| Master Bedroom |
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| So excited for m... I mean our closet |
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| The windows are the perfect height |
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| Already made herself at home... |
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| Looking at kitchen/entry |
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| view of golf course from unit across the hall |
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Canadian Thanksgiving!
Last weekend Canada celebrated their Thanksgiving. Now that I am pretty much one of them, I also partook in this fabulous holiday. You can never have too many Thanksgivings being that it is the most delicious holiday of the year. Here are some pictures!
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| Turkey guy |
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| Hopeful. Willing the turkey down from the counter. |
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| Bec's creations. Pumpkin and apple. |
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| Vegan pumpkin pie |
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| Great company! |
Our New Place
A lot of people ask me about our new condo. I decided to post some pictures showing where they are at in the project. We aren't too sure when our move in date is yet... probably January or February but we are really getting excited to move in!
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| view as you enter underground parking |
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| great room and what you will see as you enter |
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| standing in the great room, facing entry/kitchen |
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| view from our balcony |
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| Ernie taking in the view from the 4th floor of the other side of the building. Overlooking the soon to be golf course. |
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| Sarah's House |
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| Opposite side of building from our unit. Ground floor facing elevator (with windows-yay)! |
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| Hi Pete! |
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
It's Been a While...
I guess it's been quite some time since I have posted on this thing. For a while there, I felt like there was nothing very blog worthy going on in our lives. However, while I was going through and organizing the remaining summertime pictures, I realized how many good days we had in our own backyard soaking up the rest of the summer sun. With the views that we have, everyday is blog worthy. A little late... but here are our last tributes to summer...
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