We've been digging out a few boxes at a time, going through them as we find them. There's a little be-careful required, since we're not all that interested in bringing in boxes of mouse-nest, if you know what I mean.
Steve found some of our music CDs and the player, so today we're listening to Beatles, Mark Knopfler, Jackson Browne, Leon Russell, Keb' Mo... and me, singin' right along. Sure has made the day zip by!
Found some quilt sections that we'd used as window treatment (more accurately door treatment, as covers for a pair of French doors) in Cooperstown. The windows are different shapes and sizes here, though, so I'm taking off the binding along one side of each piece in order to join the two pieces and make one larger one. This will make a good sized nap quilt. We do appreciate our nap quilts, we do!
Annie the Dog is pestering Steve. She picks at him until he scolds her, then she runs for cover in the knee hole under the desk where I'm on the computer. She's a pill!
Annie the Dog. Her personal philosophy is that if it's on the floor she has every right to it, whatever "it" is. On the floor, it's hers, to her way of thinking, so we have to be attentive as to what is on the floor. Or near the floor. Because the other part of that is this: if it's close to the floor maybe it means to be on the floor, so she can help it get there, and then it's hers! Anything within her reach - a towel or napkin hanging over the edge of the table - if she can "make" it get on the floor, of course it then belongs to her, she thinks. We've had to ban her from the bathroom and the laundry room. Quite a character, that one. Fortunately she doesn't like the stairs, so she won't come upstairs.
She knows people prepare food and sometimes eat in the kitchen, and she's all about that. I was making Grandmother Little's Strawberry Delight Jello dish, which uses strawberries and bananas among other things. The recipe calls for frozen strawberries, and I like to use fresh ones if they're in season, which they are right now, so I had a couple containers of strawberries, trimming and quartering them. Steve came in about the time I came across a huge strawberry. Looked like a shovel when I sliced it, it was that big. I offered it to him and Annie was right there, hoping someone would drop something tasty on the floor, so he asked her to sit and gave her a piece of his strawberry. She loved it! We discovered durig the construction of the dish that she also loves banana.
She seems to have some issue with "dog" food versus "people" food. She'll eat dog food, but she'll put it off as long as possible. I have discovered, though, if I want her to go ahead and clean her plate, that if I just break up some people food into kibble-sized pieces and lay it on her dog food, she will first daintily pluck the people food out from her dog food, and the next thing you know she's chowing down on her own food. Like she's supposed to. Funny little dog.
