Another dog rescue and I have thoughts

Alas, no pictures of the adorable Cavalier King Charles Spaniel puppy who was scooped up on a dangerous street and rescued, but the story is yet another affirmation of good neighbors and kind-hearted people. And spoiler alert - it has a happy ending, though I have some thoughts about a couple of things.

Finishing up my morning walk with Nellie we happened upon a neighbor walking toward us with another man who clearly had a squirmy, furry creature in his ams. Turns out to be a puppy they caught heading up our street to a very dangerous intersection. Adorable, cuddly, and utterly sweet doesn't even begin to describe this little bundle. And true to form, since everyone in the surrounding area thinks I know every single dog, the question was asked: do you know this dog? The answer being a sad nope, we then started the discussion of what to do with this puppy who had no collar. First step, take her to a vet or the humane society to check for a microchip. The man holding the pup (and clearly falling in love with each passing moment) said that he was in the middle of his loop and couldn't do that. That's when it dawned he was a pool tech clearly on his cleaning route. As expected, the neighbor turned to me and I responded with the usual answer. Sure, leave her with me and I'll sort it out. That's when pool guy declared that he would take care of the pup and if he couldn't find her guardian, he would keep her. Mmmm. Great news she would have a safe haven, but.... And here's where I wasn't operating on all cylinders. Didn't ask his name or the name of his company. Doh!

Well it gets better. Not an hour later I get a call from another neighbor who had the dog's guardian on her doorstep (apparently lived right behind her and hoped the pup was in her yard). We ascertained the pup is chipped, but there was a catch. The chip had not been transferred from the breeder to the new guardian, and the breeder is in Missouri. The pup had been flown out recently with all the papers and so on, but the chip information wasn't current. OK. I told them I would ask at the house I knew had a pool if theirs was serviced this morning. Get the name, call, and all good, right? Of course it's NEVER that simple. Nope. No pool service that day. Arrgghh. What to do? Well, the obvious thing of course. I started calling every pool company in a 30 mile radius asking if they had someone who did pools on our street or nearby that morning. Frustratingly, that was going nowhere, when another call came in. The neighbor just happened to be out when a man walking his dog was going by and mentioned seeing the pup. He also saw a pool truck pull out of the driveway two doors down from her house. I ran (well, hobbled) over, we shook our heads in disbelief that that particular house had a pool, and walked over. Rang the bell and hoped for the best since this was the one house on the street we knew absolutely nothing about. We never saw anyone outside, only knew that an older lady lived there, and had no idea who she was. A man answered and we introduced ourselves and explained the situation. He gladly gave us the name and number of his pool guy and his own number as well. Things were starting to gel.

I called the pool guy and explained we knew where the pup lived and had the number. He said he had taken the her to the vet and she was chipped but he still had no information. Whew. It was so good to know he was following through on his promise and wasn't planning to just keep her. Good man. So I explained I was texting the guardian with his number and gave pool guy the guardian's number so they could sort it out from there. Happy ending.

Now for thoughts -- starting with my own idiocy. Yes, a picture of the pup and getting the pool man's name and number should have been the first item of business. A post on Paw Boost and Next Door would be another good thing to do. But my last thought is the guardian should have been more careful with such a young and small puppy. If you're letting her out in what you think is a secure yard, think again. A new pup needs supervision. Someone needs to be present, if for no other reason than we have coyotes in our area. Check the entire area for ANY teensy tiny escape hatch. Accidents can happen, but too often it's carelessness. I just hope for that darling pup's sake, this doesn't happen again.

Who would do this?

I have a small area on the side of the house next to the sidewalk that needed a bit of a lift plant wise. Using toilet tanks as planters (yes - they make great planters), I had one on a raised little stool to give height and fill in the space behind the two others. Even the huge wind storm we had at the beginning of the year couldn't budge them. Apparently, someone didn't like the look and decided to do this. 😡

A new solution for the spot will be forthcoming -- someday.

I know what you're thinking....

Yes, another longterm project in the making. Another area that seen from afar isn't that terrible, but when viewed up close, shows multiple issues. Yet another opportunity to procrastinate and ruminate without actually accomplishing any work. That certainly was the modus operandi for the front triangle in the yard which finally was not only completed, but finished to my satisfaction (and those of a few passersby). This area took off (without my permission) and is suffering from overgrowth. Time to clean up, clear out, and rethink. 

Not great, but not terrible, until you see what's really happening. The aloe vera is choking out the lime tree, which, since it was planted eons ago should be much bigger and thriving. Not to mention the collection of leaves that are doing too good a job of composting on top of things that need to breathe. So, stay tuned for changes.

Drunk dragon?

Apparently Halloween now starts in September and for the most part, it just adds to the fun. There's one particular house that stood out this year. There's a cute dragon on a roof and her wings flap up and down, which is captivating. What's more interesting, however, is that she apparently wasn't tied down on one side quite firmly enough, so she sways to the left (her right of course) as she guards her abode. My first thought -- is she drunk? I'm gonna say yes.

Peanuts! Get your peanuts here!

The Critter Café is thriving. We still have an abundance of squirrels, banded pigeons, an assortment of small birds including scrub jays, and our latest additions, ravens and crows. To accommodate the ravens, crows, and scrub jays, I started putting peanuts (unsalted of course) out for their first-class dining experience and they have certainly spread the word over the years that it's a good place to start the day. Before the Café became a bit of an upper-crust destination, the peanuts were originally just scattered on the ground. After a while, that didn't have the right vibe, so a simple plate on the ground held the peanuts for easy (and cleaner) access. The jays were the first to appreciate the new setup. With the fire came concerns about toxic soil, and though we have been lucky in not being too affected, I felt a more posh setting was in order. A friend had given me a little red wagon, which, alas, didn't have all the parts. Turns out, that was a good thing because it is now repurposed as the official peanut station. I even added a water bowl for the crows and ravens to dunk the shells in to soften them up to make it easier to eat. Now here's where it gets interesting (if you're still awake). Originally, I only filled the wagon portion with sand and the plate rested a bit below the rim. Apparently, the crows and ravens felt that might be a trap and were uncharacteristically skittish with the arrangement. Even after watching the squirrels and jays happily grab peanuts, they still didn't want to partake. Ok, says I, they just need a day or two to adjust. But then an idea. I added some gravel (makes it easier to clean too) to lift the plate and water bowl to the top. Success! All the critters dive in with gusto and all's right with the world once more.

If you're wondering whether rains will fill the wagon tray with water, no need to worry. There are holes in the bottom to drain water away. 

 

Household chores- the next pandemic?

I was complaining to a very wise and deeply knowledgeable friend about how my household chores seemed to multiply whenever I started on the list. A Google search only described chores bringing on aches, pains, and aggravation, but that was the worst of it. My friend texted back with scientific proof it is far more serious than that. 

Wise words! While escaping chores is not entirely possible, it's N95 masks and nitrile gloves from now on. After all, we've already been through one pandemic. We definitely don't need another to contend with.

Naughty child or gorgeous girl - you decide

Got a text today from a friend who lives up north saying she got a naughty child. I looked carefully at the photo provided for a clue to what that child may have done to deserve that sobriquet, and could find nothing. Zero. Zilch. Since my friend has always been genuinely smitten with her baby, I'll leave it to you to decide. And for the record, I'm on the side of just gorgeous. Seriously, look at that face of total innocence. And for the record, her name is Bailey, who's been a star on the blog a few times.