March 2017

Monthly Archive

Wally’s Door

Posted by on 19 Mar 2017 | Tagged as: critters, Gardens and Life, house building

When we last had critters that were not kept in small glass habitats, I was pretty much either a stay-at-home mom, a student, or a substitute teacher with limited days away from home. I knew, when we were rebuilding, that I would eventually want a critter and secretly plotted to have a home that would be a good place for a dog even if both Tom and I were away from home for significant periods.

Last week, the fence went in. Today, Tom and Grant put in Wally’s door. We (I, actually) chose an “Enduraflap” door from According to Tom, the door was moderately difficult to install, but with Grant’s experience in construction, and Tom’s experience with reading all sorts of schematics, they were done (start to finish) in about three hours. Thanks to our neighbor who helped with cutting the sheet metal (he has a plasma torch) for the “tunnel” that goes through the wall. As soon as we have the bottom of the fence secured by cement blocks and some sort of substrate that is not MUD, Wally will have free reign of the house when Tom and I are gone. The door looks AMAZING both inside and out. This was the last major part of the house that needed doing (other than painting which may happen this summer…). I feel MUCH better about being home now.

Pictures some day when it’s sunny again, and everything is done. I am so happy that Wally will soon have a more dog-friendly environment. We ALL need this!


Posted by on 08 Mar 2017 | Tagged as: celebrations, Family Matters, Gardens and Life, good things, Tom

I remember the first time I started really thinking in terms of DECADES. Our elder son was about ten. Off the cuff, I mentioned something that had happened about 15 years before.

It was his first true realization that there had in fact been “life” before him…

And it was my first recognition that I was “old.”

Today I am thinking in terms of decades of commitment. My darling Tom and I have officially been a couple for longer than we were not.

This particular threshold feels almost as momentous as that first “double-digit” birthday, or the realization that once high school is over, childhood is also gone.

Are we really old? Perspective suggests we would have been considered on the cusp of old age in our grandparents’ generation. Today, however, people twenty years our senior are running marathons, picking up new instruments, learning new languages, and conquering mountains.

We aren’t old yet, but I have to say I am really looking forward to growing old together.

I love you, Tom.

Yes. A Wally!

Posted by on 04 Mar 2017 | Tagged as: critters

(This was supposed to post automatically on March 4, but it was accidentally set for the wrong month…)

So: Wally found us a month ago. He is now a full-fledged member of our family. He has some normal routines he looks forward to (breakfast and dinner). We, meanwhile, are looking forward to the installation of a fenced area and dog door so we can sleep just a little longer on weekends…

As far as I know, all of our pets have been rescues (except the budgies, and my hamsters and miscellaneous fish). When an animal is purchased from a pet store or breeder — even a reputable breeder — it reinforces the idea that animals are commodities. I am not a complete vegan/pacifist, but I do know this: animals are aware and intelligent and deserve better than we usually provide. There are so many amazing, wonderful companion animals right now waiting for homes. I am glad that we could provide a safe haven for at least one more wonderful (if still-to-be-civilized) canine.

I know that kind and thoughtful people often breed the most amazing animals. I have been fortunate to be able to interact with animals who were healthy and in wonderful homes as a result of breeders who are honorable. And there are times when a “purebred” may be the best choice, when certain personality traits are required, or specific strength and abilities.

But I am still of the opinion that for most of us, seeking primarily companionship, rescues are the better choice. We offer life, love, and belonging to a creature who needs it, and who returns the favor ten-fold.

Wally, for all his flaws (and he has many), seemed to know instantly that he belonged with us. Even though he shot out the door twice since he arrived, he came back within half an hour both times. Home for him, is with us.

And, I think our home is happier (if messier) with him here.