Working with Brandi has been a blast. She is very, very smart, and also very bull headed. She likes to pull the hoof pick out of my pocket when I go to pick her back feet, she throws the brush and will pick up buckets and toss them. She chews on the lead rope, and the first time I got on her, she tried to eat my boots. She didn't buck, but she did buck on day number 3, when a giant hair ball blew into the round pen and scared her half to death. I'm okay. :)
Spring break went by way too fast. There are only 8 weeks of school left, and I have a count down. I can't wait to sleep. I can't wait to craft, to play, to ride.
Izzy has been stupid. She is probably the worlds most retarded dog. I've reinforced the fence, put up new fence panels, and she still jumps the fence. I tied her in the fenced yard. She jumped the fence, crawled under the garden fence, which is weak, jumped over it again and I came home to find her hanging there. I tried again, but moved her away from the fence. She got out of her collar. She broke the chain. She chewed the steel cables. I put her in the yard with a pronged choke collar, and watched her thrash herself half to death.
I made popcorn and watched it from the comfort of my craft room. This might seem mean. It might be a tad cruel. But I cannot let my dog out to PEE without her jumping the fence. She probably jumps while she's peeing. Yesterday, a student told me my dog is hanging out by the new restaurant they're building. hmm. So I drove over there during my plan period (because she had jumped the fence at 6:33 am) and sure enough. There she was. In some other lady's lap.
I felt a million things at once. How could she? Wasn't I enough? Didn't I feed her and pet her, spend $50 on organic, grain free food so she would live longer? Buy tags for her collar so if she got LOST I could get her back? Didn't I let her sleep in bed with me, and cuddle under the covers? All of that wasn't enough? She saw my car and SLUNK out of the chair. She hid behind some guys legs like "OH SHIT. SHE CAUGHT ME." No amount of apologetic belly crawling could make up for that betrayal. She tried to lick my hand, and I jerked it away like her tongue was an electric fence. She found a new family. A new family who fed her scraps of people food. So I went home and chained her in the yard with the pinch collar. Tomorrow, I'm buying an electric cow fence and I'll zap the hell out of her.
I had a sore throat for 2 weeks. I found out it was allergies, and my dr. gave me some steroid to put up nose, and told me to rinse it every day with saline. I quit rinsing it two days ago (because I hate putting things up my nose) and my sore throat is back. I have a rash that covers my arm. I have a shoulder that is broken and needs to be removed. I have an appointment for that on Monday, because it is interfering with my music making, which is unacceptable.
Snow fox hat
Puppy hat
Me on Brandi
From the art museum
after repainting my office...
My amazingly repainted kitchen table. Took FOREVER.
Going for a run
This fried noodle dish I made. It turned out to be a little too salty, but it was okay. Also made crab rangoons. MMMMM. I wish I had a picture of my scallop dinner. I made Scallops with a Vanilla-champagne butter . It was so amazing. I was surprised the sauce turned out okay, because it was a really hard dish to make.
More pictures later!
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