Saturday, October 3, 2009

Field Trip!!


Sheila took me to the Taos Wool Festival today. It was sunny and warm and I got lots of good scratches. My badge was on my leash so everybody knew my name.

Jana came along and Annie met us there. Sheila asked Randy if he wanted to go and he said "NO!!!, but have a nice time".




Saturday, September 19, 2009

Yarrrr!


Ahoy, matey! Yo ho ho!

It's International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Never mind that Switzerland be landlocked!

Avast, belay and heave to! Give over timely yon chest of biscuits and newtons and I won't run ye through, miserable bilge rat!

It's a full dram of treats or Davy Jones' Locker at full fathom five, scurve, so ye best stand and deliver!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Lots of birds around this year, not counting hummers

Randy and Sheila keep a pie plate filled with water out on the table next to the BBQ all year round. There have been a lot of birds there this year, for some reason(maybe they were here all along but just found out about the pie plate).

There is a mated pair of ravens all year round (they clean their food and toys in the plate-this can be a bit gross), along with bluejays, towhees, chickadees, titmice, finches,woodpeckers, flickers, gnatcatchers,phoebes, sparrows, robins and probably others that we don't know about. There has been some talk of a wireless, infrared bird-cam. Randy would like to see the owls drinking at night, or see a Clark's nutcracker again (so far only one pair sighted in 20 years).

None of the species will drink together, except for titmice, chickadees and sparrows, and even they they look at each other with great suspicion.

Then there are the hummingbirds that come back every year, several dozen of them once the fledglings are out in mid-July. Randy and Sheila go through about 40 pounds of cane sugar each time(hummers don't seem to like beet sugar as well). Sugar water is for quick energy; they also eat bugs and collect nectar from flowers. The feeders never seem to delay their migration, which Randy hopes will be pretty soon because he is tired of feeding them.

Every once in a while the local red-tailed hawk swoops in and tries to catch a hummer. I'm not sure if it's been successful, but one time it crashed into a window and was unconscious for a few seconds. Surprise!

An amusing bird we've never seen before this year is the white-breasted nuthatch. They crawl down trees headfirst, then stop and turn their heads at a right angle. They have a low, monotonic whistle. It doesn't say this in Audubon's, but they seem to enjoy their baths a lot more than other birds and in general seem more extroverted than the rest of the tree-clingers around here.

Here's a nuthatch:

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Odds and ends

I am participating in a research study on hemangiosarcoma in the Bernese Mountain Dog. Sheila says this might help veterinarians save more of us. That's nice I guess, but I am mostly excited about taking a ride in the Subaru.

Sheila says that Jana broke her toe , just like I did a few months ago. This doesn't mean she has an hemangiosarcoma (she isn't tricolored and quadrupedal, for starters).

Randy asked me to post his latest shot of plant life, along with some very random items that HE thinks are amusing. I hope I've made it clear that he owes me a five minute double ear rub.



(What is this, anyway? A moldy artichoke?)

Amaze your friends and relatives (or, perchance, worry them greatly)
An evening with Groucho Marx
•Why are manhole covers round?

Monday, July 27, 2009

A Bernese Mountain Spider!

She is living on our front porch. We have one every summer. The male is nearby, looking nervous.

She is beautiful but not quite as cuddly as me. The squeamish should prepare themselves, or eschew this link altogether.

Read about Bernese Moutain Spiders

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Junior assumes the thunderstorm position

About my broken toe...

Anyway, while Sheila (vet and mom) was looking at my broken toe she felt a subcutaneous lump hidden way up on my inner thigh. She took it out with good margins and sent it off to the lab. It took me a long time to wake up from the anesthesia (I'm sensitive).

It turned out to be an hemangiosarcoma .

The bad news is that these malignant tumors are relatively common in Berners and usually fatal because they most often become apparent only after they metastatize to places like the spleen. Then they burst and that's that!

The good news is that this one appeared right under my skin and Sheila probably got it on time. An ultrasound showed nothing bad and I've had six weeks of local chemotherapy. Now I'm on this antiangiogenic diet with some supporting meds. The oncologist called me a "big goof" (she hasn't met Junior).

Pretty good service...my prognosis is "decent" according to my mom/vet so I may stick around for a while. That idea seems to make Sheila and Randy happy, so I am happy. Dogs are actually more rational than people and not worried about death, but they do like their humans.

The peculiar feature of this ridiculous nonsense is the coincidence of the broken toe. I have no time to ponder this now as there is a thunderstorm and I must go in the master bedroom and hide.