Thursday, August 11, 2011

trouble

Someone got into trouble this morning because he forgot his manners.  In his defense, things are massively quiet around here, what with Jackie Boy passing on and Scott in the city all week.  For the most part, we don't get a lot of company. It's easy to understand someone's bad dog behavior enthusiasm when a friend turns up for coffee.  Long story short, someone was scolded.  And then he disappeared, skulking away to sulk and devil the cat.
It just kills me when I find him on the sofa.  He rarely parked his big self on the furniture until Jack died.  Maybe he's assigned himself to filling Jack's 'paws'.
Speaking of paws -
You can't make this stuff up!  He was sitting there, perfectly poised - one 'dainty' paw over the other - "I'll show HER good manners!"  I adore this beast.  There's been some whispering going on to which he cocks his head whenever the word 'puppy' is spoken.  'Rescue dog' doesn't register, and he makes no distinction between Corgi or Jack Russell OR Mutt.  He's lonely and we are getting ready to remedy this.
I'm waiting for the bread to rise.  Upstairs in the sewing room it appears that a bomb has gone off!
Lotsa shakin' and movin' and creatin' going on.  I'd love to see your work spaces in action.  Nearly no one posts the beginning, middle or aftermath of a really jazzy project.  The messier the space, the better the work. 
 My sister is going to celebrate a significant birthday later this week.  Translation: she's now older than dirt!  (it's fun being the baby of the family, a fact that I rarely miss rubbing in)  Anyway, I've been making something for her big day.  Jayne, don't look!
Little Clementine.  I mean to add her name and perhaps a swallowtail butterfly sailing overhead.  Some beads would be nice as well as a bit of quilting.  I need to shake a leg!  I wonder if the bread has risen ... this is the maiden voyage of a gluten-free recipe I am testing for my daughter.  Living a gluten-free lifestyle can be challenging, especially when one has to pass up the bread!  Can you imagine?  I can't.  Keep your fingers crossed ...


  

5 comments:

farmlady said...

Oh, these photos.... dogs are so funny when they express their feelings, good or bad, but especially when they "forget their manners" and get in trouble for it. I just want to sit down next to him and kiss his sweet old face. How could you be angry for very long?
The quilted dog is beautiful. Please post a photo when you are done.
Is "puppy" the new household discussion? Dogs need dogs you know...

Suz said...

oh that dog is adorable..crossed paws...how can you holler at him? our dog used to squint his eyes when he heard his named said after being hollered at..hee hee..miss that old dog I do
Now I live with an old man and 3 cats
and hey..go easy on your sister too
she is gonna love that quilt dog!!!!

JelliDonut said...

And you have a problem with that handsome dog being on the sofa because?!?!??!? Where the hell else is dog supposed to be? (This isn't coming from me, btw. My dog Sophie told me to tell you this. She has taken offense. She has also taken over the sofa.)

Delisa said...

Hi Jody! Love your post today. Isn't it one of the hardest things in the world to scold a sweet golden? Barkley needed some discipline the other day as well. When he is scolded, he puts his head down and tries to pretend he is invisible. Boy does that tug at my heart! The Clementine quilt is so beautiful, and you captured so much expression in her eyes, it is amazing! Have a wonderful weekend and I hope you get some knitting time in and enjoy working on your sweater. I can't wait to see pictures when it is all done. Give Harley a pet from us and have a happy and fun saturday night! Delisa :)

Morna said...

Jody - He is beyond gorgeous. I volunteer to babysit if you ever need it. :-)