Memory Items

 

Memory Pillows on a chair.My weeks before Christmas were busy with projects.  In this case, I was making Memory Bears and Memory Pillows for a woman whose husband had passed.

Memory items are typically made of the deceased person’s clothes. I can make them into teddy bears (similar to the one below) or pillows.  With the pillows, I try to incorporate pockets, buttons and sometimes collars from the shirts used.  With the bears, I often use the buttons from the shirts as the bears’ eyes.  Some bears get bow ties.  Some get long trailing ribbons.

The lady who ordered these gave them to her grandchildren for Christmas.  She told them that whenever they wanted to hug Grandpa, they could hug their teddy bears.

Camouflage stuffed bear.

Of course, the challenge was making sure that my playful pups didn’t think any of those stuffed animals were for them!

Peek-a-boo!

You sure that’s not for me, Mom?

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Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

 

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Karma the B-Word

What is left of the sideways tree

Pretend there is a bunch of snow on this tree.

Toby and I went for a walk, and he wanted to visit the sideways tree.  (Turns out he is just at happy peeing on the bottom as the top)   The tree was covered with several inches of snow, so I thought I would be safe from spores. Wrong! My idea to play bouncy-tree and rock the trunk in order to scare Toby backfired.  While he was mighty scared, I ended up having an allergy attack.  Keep in mind that you never want to startle a pup. The universe will get even with you.   After all, karma is a bitch.

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Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

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Sleeping in Stereo

Normally Toby likes sleeping in his kennel.  He even has a performance he puts on when he wants to go in at night.  For some reason, last night was an exception.  He cried and whined as soon as the lights were turned out.  I opened his door to see what he wanted.  He didn’t go to his dish.  He didn’t go to the door.  Instead, he ran to the bedroom where Geordie was sleeping in the laundry.

Toby isn’t usually allowed in the bedroom because he is still young enough to be a destructive force of nature, but last night I made an exception.  While Toby fussed and investigated all the corners, I decided to leave for a few minutes and let him figure things out on his own.  When I came back, I found this:

Cairn terrier sleeping on bedroom floor.He had found some lap blankets and made a little bed for himself.

Geordie was less than thrilled to have The Usurper in his own private room.  (Geordie and I have arguments over whose room it really is.)  He huffed and puffed and made discontented noises all night to let me know he was not happy.

Life’s the same

We’re sleeping in stereo

Life’s the same

Except for the toots.

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Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

The Sideways Tree, Revisited

What is left of the sideways tree

Whenever we have a dry day, I try to go down to the sideways tree to help it sneak back into the woods.  This is my progress so far.  At the point you can see here, the trunk split into four branches that grew basically vertically.  I got all of them cut off and moved near the trunk in the wooded area.

I have also been digging up branches that have been buried under very tall grass. In this picture the grass has fallen over, but it is mature enough to have gone to seed.  What amazes me is that the grass I cut in December is already turning green and growing.

This is what the tree looked like in late Summer before I started helping it.

Tree growing although it has been knocked over. I really enjoy bringing order from chaos, but no good deed goes unpunished.  Our dead tree friend is covered with fungi which cause me to have an allergy attack every time I work around them.

Orange fungus on tree trunk

These orange fellows bring some color to the day, but I am hesitant to handle them.

White fungus on tree trunk.

These white “clam shells” are everywhere, so it is hard to avoid brushing against them.

Blue green fungus

The color is a little off on this picture, but this fungus has a blue-green cast.

Hand used to determind scale of tree trunk

This can give you an idea of the diameter of the trunk of the tree.  Its not huge, but it is surprisingly heavy.

 

Deer butt running away

As I was taking pictures, three deer crashed the party.  You can see one of them as she runs away.

Toby likes to come with me when I work down here.  He digs holes or eats dirt and grass.  It is little puppy heaven.

  Bored terrier lies next to his tennis ball.

Aw, can’t we go to the tree today?

If Toby is upset about no longer being able to pee on the top of the tree, he hasn’t said anything.  Perhaps I should check my slippers before putting them on just to be on the safe side….

And So It Begins

For the final act of 2018, Toby managed to get into the bathroom and grab not just the end of the toilet paper but the whole roll.  “Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw” went the Toby.

And how did 2019 begin?  With Toby throwing up in his bed at 4:00 a.m. “Yark, yark, yark,” went the Toby.  But, dog puke is auspicious, isn’t it?

And so begins our new year….

Spitting Cottonballs

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Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

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Casino Conundrum

Poker chips

Is it really a conundrum?  Nah, but the alliteration sounds good.

A few weeks ago, planners in a nearby town started considering allowing a casino to be built in their failing mall.  The hope was that it would help to revive the mall and the town with new jobs and new revenue.

Editorial columns in the local paper have been filled with letters reminding city leaders that casinos do not generate wealth, only redistribute it….and this area doesn’t have a lot to start with.  To add another wrinkle to the plans, this past week one of the three remaining anchor stores in the mall announced that they are closing their doors.  Yikes.

I know that this is part of economic cycles and that the nature of retail will change from generation to generation.  That doesn’t stop me from panicking about not being able to find goods when I need them.  I counted on Sears for sturdy cookware and outdoor lawn and gardening tools.  The only B & M store left in this area is Walmart.  Unless you are looking for stretchy tween leggings or oversized stuffed animal heads, you are going to be out of luck.

Two Cairn terriers sitting in the grass.

The boys are encouraging me to go to the Sears closing sale to stock up on whatever we might need to last us until B&M stores come back into fashion.  Since that might never happen, we might need to buy a lot of stuff!

Shiny Happy Puppies Wearing Bands

Shiny reflective gear on walker and pups.

Whee!  The boys and I got lucky.  Our Christmas presents arrived early!  They received reflective leashes and collars, and I got a reflective harness to go with my bands and my flashlight.

I hadn’t realized how much we would enjoy night walking, but it is wonderful!  I love the peacefulness and the quiet.  People in the area go all out for the holidays and decorate with tons of lights and lawn ornaments.  You really get to appreciate them as you stroll by in the dark.

It is great no longer being restricted to daylight hours to get our exercise.  If I had known how much fun we’d have, I would have asked Santa for reflectors much sooner!