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When it comes to August weekends, we just can’t get enough outdoor time, so Friday night we hopped on the scooter and rode a few miles into the village for sushi at SakeTome. The summer evening was spectacular and this was my view from the back as we hummed along the little back road into town.
When we arrived, we sat outside on the small terrace and ordered our rolls. The view is not terribly remarkable on their back deck, but the bands were starting up at the neighborhood bars, the weather was warm and perfect, the drinks were delicious and, since it’s just feet from the river, we enjoyed a bit of birdwatching. Dana ordered his favorite – a “Long Hair Hippy” which is an inside out roll filled with fried tofu, cucumber, avocado, carrot, green onion and cream cheese topped with seaweed salad. I had a seaweed and squid salad for a starter and tried a delicious roll with spicy tuna, cucumber and mango inside topped with avocado and liger sauce. Both were fabulous and I used little bits of the ginger to cleanse my palate so I’d get the full delight of each roll (because I asked and he shared – he’s good like that).
I don’t know what liger sauce is, but it’s sweet, spicy and wonderful! I chuckled remembering Napoleon Dynamite’s description of a liger, “. . . pretty much my favorite animal. It’s like a lion and a tiger mixed… bred for its skills in magic.”
Now for my little surprise with an emphasis on little. We adopted a new pet from the Humane Shelter on Thursday. It was not planned, but a 5-year-old female rat terrier came up for adoption and my hairdresser mentioned her to me. I told Dana and he immediately went to check on her. Their adoption process is quite thorough, so it took a few days to get everything in place and get Wilson in for the “meet-and-greet.” On Thursday we brought Miss Daisy home and she wasted no time getting to know the place. Wilson has accepted the role of big brother pretty well considering how long he’s been the king of a one dog household. The cat doesn’t seem to mind too much. She’s taken up residence on the couch until all the hoohah blows over. I seriously can’t believe we got another dog – but this little girl is so lucky to be one of Dana’s pets – I swear that man is a dog whisperer!
May came and it finally got warm up here. Springtime keeps us hopping with all the mowing, gardening and sun worship.
Most of my garlic that I put in last fall, got frozen in a freak October cold snap. Several of our beautiful new vines we put in last summer are looking like they won’t make it either, and that’s a bummer. On the bright side, I planted leeks in the space vacated by the garlic. I got a small package of starts and I laughed at the number of baby leeks that came out of that tiny box. If they do well up here, we’re going to be lousy with leeks. This was the last addition to my early garden box.
In addition to the 7 surviving garlic plants, I’m now growing leeks, onions, several kinds of leaf lettuce, arugula, chard, radishes, peas, strawberries raspberries and a plethora of herbs. I found a variety of cilantro called Delfino – it looks more like a fern than cilantro, but it’s supposedly slow to bolt. We’ll see. I’ll be planting another garden of heat loving plants like tomatoes, beans and okra in a week or so.
The countryside is so green this time of year. This is the view out my back door. You can’t really see in a photo, (especially this blurry shot) but there is a range of beautiful snow-capped mountains behind the tall pines. The crabapple is blooming profusely this week. That tiny white speck up the hill is Wilson.
This is the view from the front deck aka “The Sunset Deck.” You can see another range of mountains across the valley. The deer are daily visitors and soon the little fawns will start appearing. They’re so cute that I almost forgive them for wanting to taste my flowers and garden plants.
On May 11, the first hummingbird showed up. He hovered where the feeder usually hangs and nagged at me through the window. Dana got all four feeders hung and now it sounds like a dozen miniature weed whackers buzzing away. It looks like a WWII dogfight. We have Rufous hummers up here and they’re the playground bullies, always chasing the others off the feeders. My favorites are the Calliope like this little guy – Dana got this great shot last spring.
I’ve been putting a little less energy in the evening meals with all the spring activity, but I did throw together a great little Greek salad last week. No recipe – just chopped tomato, feta, diced onion and/or chives and olives that I dressed with EVO oil, lemon juice and a dash of Cavendar’s Greek seasoning. Some toasty bread and a glass of wine made a great light supper.
After hours of mowing and gardening, this is my favorite part of the day . . . having a glass of wine on the deck, listening to the birds coming in to roost and savoring the beauty. In this shot, as always, my little wingnut of a dog is enjoying the sunset with me.
It’s been a rough week – and it’s only Tuesday.
Our crazy little terrier, Wilson -who is quite dear to us- nibbled on a poisonous plant. This necessitated a $60.00 phone visit to pet poison control and a $95.00 middle-of-the-night trip to the emergency vet.
It gets better . . .
When he got to the vet at 2:00 in the morning, he miraculously recovered.
Just like that.
I suppose it could have been much worse. He could have waited until after they started an IV and did blood tests. It’s a good thing we love him.
Seriously, we thought we might lose him, so we were overjoyed when he rallied and pulled through. While he was “in recovery,” Dana made him some white rice with a little chicken broth – he was very hungry after his ordeal and loved it. He also loved all the attention.
Backing up . . .
When Dana & I first moved to California, I decided he needed a pet. I found out later that he had lost a very dear dog and, after such a grievous loss, he had switched to fish.
I started watching the ads for a dog and researching different breeds. When I saw a Rat Terrier ad, I looked them up and read about their funny habits. I was intrigued enough to go see these puppies. I talked Dana into a road trip just to look at some puppies.
Right . . . who did I think I was kidding??
When we got to the breeder’s house, I sat on the floor and watched these adorable freckled puppies wrestling and tumbling while the sweet little mother dog tended to them. I was smitten. The only dilemma was deciding which one to take home. We picked the little guy with the best freckles and sweet eyes.
All the way home we brainstormed to find a name that fit our new puppy. When Dana came up with Wilson, we both just grinned. He was the poster puppy for a Wilson soccer ball. A side note here: Don’t you just LOVE puppy breath?
Little Wilson was quite a handful – very smart and energetic. As long as he got some running out of his system, he was fine. He and Dana would go swimming every day and had all sorts of funny pool races and games. I’d come home from work and hear splashing, laughing and barking . . .they are still quite a pair when it’s play time.
We worried about how Wilson would fare when we moved to Montana, but he’s tough. He’s so high energy that he can take a fair amount of cold weather. We didn’t have a fence because folks here like the “open range” look, so he had acres to roam.
His first “city-dog-goes-to-the-country” lesson was with the neighbor’s horses. I watched him climb under their fence, put his butt in the air and give them little playful barks to get them to chase. Umm, yeah, horses love that. Before we could react, a horse kicked him square in the chest and he FLEW backward. When he landed, he scooted right out of their pasture. “Horse” was not a fun game to play.
Neither was “skunk”, but he played that one twice to make sure.
He met his match with the UPS truck. How he kept his right leg, we’ll never know. But he did. Only now it has naked patches with a poor little damaged foot. Instead of learning his lesson about traffic, it just made traffic more annoying to him. Dana built a little fence a couple of months ago before it happened again.
And now he eats poison plants. I’m going to have to replace his nibbling tree since the last one finally gave out. Maybe I’ll plant a big pot of grass for him with a little catnip added in for his little sister, Purl.
I knew Dana needed a dog. 🙂