Sunday, June 26, 2016

A Wedged Cat In Great Tightness

image from Patricia at agence eureka

Chunk (formerly known as Dribblechin) is as different from Batdog (formerly Newdog – for the ears) as can be.

Batdog is slim, elegant, with dainty paws and a beautifully modeled skull.  Chunk is, well…chunky.  Big paws, big chest, big everything including a blocky head and wide snout (and teeth…oh boy has he got teeth).  When he feels affectionate enough to throw himself at you, which is quite often, it’s not unlike getting hit in the chest with a well-aimed sandbag*.

And, at eighteen months, Chunk is still very much a puppy which means that he has not yet learned subtlety.  Or much of anything else.  What Chunk sees, Chunk gets.

He’s giving Reserve Cat a nervous breakdown.  There has been no aggression or biting, but he follows him everywhere and lies across the head of the stairs so the cat can’t get into the kitchen.  This morning he trapped him in the laundry room, whereupon Reserve Cat learned that he can’t fit behind the freezer any more, poor old fat bastard.  He got wedged, Pooh-like, just behind the front legs and I had to pull him out.

Half an hour ago I caught Chunk with his paws up on the shelf where we feed Reserve Cat, quietly cleaning out a full dish of kibble.

(*why yes.  I have).

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Caturday!


Wednesday, June 22, 2016

We Live and Learn (Or Don't)

from Pinterest

1. Turns out Newdog is afraid of thunder (I assume that’s why he was trying to get under the covers with me very early this morning).

2. Reserve Cat is now pulling the same passive-aggressive crap with Dribblechin that worked so well with Newdog (at least until Newdog wised up).

Monday, June 20, 2016

History Repeats Itself

A reasonable facsimile of the floor around the water dish

As you may recall, when Newdog first arrived, he tried very hard to get Reserve Cat to play with him, ignoring repeated rebuffs and going so far as to boop the cat (behavior not calculated to promote peace and domestic tranquility).

Poor Dribblechin, at eighteen months, is still very much a puppy and has been doing everything he can think of to lure Newdog into fun and games, including lying on his back and waving his paws in the air while chewing on the rope toy.

Alas, to no avail.  Newdog is quite cool to any overtures, and when Dribblechin booped him this morning the reaction was decidedly unfriendly.

It’s only been four days and undoubtedly will work itself out.  In the meantime, Reserve Cat is going walleyed trying to keep tabs on both of them.

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Happy Father's Day


Any family photo is going to have to wait until all three are on speaking terms.

Also until I get rid ob dis code (the sniffles I brought back from Houston have settled in my chest and throat).

Friday, June 17, 2016

A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Animal Shelter


At the top of my list of things to do this week was “get kitten.”  I think Reserve Cat would have preferred the kitten.

Updated to add:  Dribblechin* is 18 months old and was picked up by animal control.  His people either wouldn't or couldn't come up with the cash to bail him out so he wound up in a rescue.

*you should see the floor around the water dish.

Monday, June 6, 2016

It's Deja Vu All Over Again

And...gone for another week (teaching at the Regional Institute in southern Illinois).

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Caturday!


Friday, June 3, 2016

Quote of the Day

image from Patricia at Agence Eureka

Eating primarily for health is too much like marrying for money.  In other words, it’s not completely crazy, but unless a meal or a relationship commences with yum, I don’t see it going anywhere. ~ Roy Blount, Jr.

Monday, May 30, 2016

Vintage Images - Patriotic Posters

copyright-free, from Dover.

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Spoils of War


One benefit (although the spousal unit doesn’t think so) of hiyaku-ing off with the Red Cross is that if I do happen to get a day off, and if I can get my hands on a car, I can wile away a hot, humid, rainy afternoon hitting the local thrift stores*.

Proof that the Lord loveth a cheerful shopper, there was a large Goodwill store about six blocks from the DRO.  I came home with a purple barkcloth Hawaiian floweredy shirt, a beautiful leather cross-body satchel, and four bags of sock yarn.

Edited to add:  I of course had a legitimate reason for shopping at Goodwill; I needed a travel coffee mug, as DST (the disaster technology peeps) were getting tired of me knocking over my morning cup of joe in the cardboard cup. 

Caturday!


Friday, May 27, 2016

For Him The Glass Is Always Half Full

image from Pinterest

Several of us have gone out to dinner.  One of the waitresses – not the one at our table – is a young woman of impressive superstructure, and the buttons of her shirt are holding on in defiance of any known principle of structural engineering.  There are certain...ahem....gaps through which one can ascertain that she owes it all to Mother Nature and not to Maidenform™.

This has not escaped the notice of the volunteer sitting next to me.  He is a massive good ol’ boy everyone calls after his home state.

Me:  Tucky, I know you’re just waiting for one of those buttons to pop.

Second Volunteer: And when it does, it’ll put your eye out.

Tucky: Yeah, but I’ll go blind happy!

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Never Underestimate The Power Of The Mouse


This is the sort of story I am inclined to disbelieve when I read it on the internet, but several people in the DRO vouched for it*.

A volunteer (who is also an Army reservist) was handing supplies out of the back of an ERV when he spotted a couple in line with a little girl half-hiding behind her dad.  Thanks to the generosity (or hegemony, depending on your point of view) of the Disney people, the Red Cross has a supply of Mickey and Minnie Mouse dolls in every vehicle.  Sarge pulled out a doll, dropped to one knee, and offered it to the girl.

She grabbed the toy and threw her arms around Sarge and began crying “Mickey!” over and over.

Her parents told Sarge that it was the first time the child had spoken since they were evacuated.

(*and Sarge scowled, jammed his hands in his pockets, and walked away while it was being told, which is the response I would have expected).

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Home Again


Joy was not entirely unconfined; Reserve Cat kept trying to roll on his back so I could scratch his chin, and Newdog kept dropping the Kong on him.  

Accidentally, of course. Newdog appears to have wised up considerably while I was away.

I am so tired that when I ran into a couple of his wife's clients at the Atlanta airport this afternoon, I couldn't remember Brian's youngest brother's name.  

Monday, May 2, 2016

Little Does He Know


Newdog just about tied himself into a pretzel when I got home last night.  I’m not sure how he’s going to take the news that I’m headed for Houston on Wednesday Tuesday.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Grrrsday

H/t to Lady Anne.

In other news, I’m scheduled to teach at another training institute, so Brian and Newdog will be batching it for the next three days.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Crochet - "Radiant Lace" from 1952


The last needlework pattern from the November 1952 Workbasket magazine.  Instructions are on my Flickr account.

Sunday, April 24, 2016

50 Wonderful Ways To Use Cottage Cheese


A little pamphlet from the American Dairy Association, undated but late 40’s/early 50’s from the artwork.  In most of the main dish and baking recipes, cottage cheese is used instead of eggs (or to augment a lesser # of eggs than a recipe would normally call for).  There are of course several cheesecake recipes.

One page give options for using cottage cheese as a sandwich filler, something that often appears in my cookbooks from the between-wars period. Old-style cottage cheese was evidently firmer than what you get in the stores today.

Chicken Cottage Cheese Salad  (makes 1 ½ cups)

1 cup creamed cottage cheese
½ cup finely chopped cooked or canned chicken
¼ cup chopped celery
¼ cup finely chopped pecans
2 tablespoons chopped, stuffed olives
Salt & pepper
2-3 tablespoons mayonnaise

Combine first five ingredients and mix well. Season to taste with salt and pepper and moisten to spreading consistency with mayonnaise.  Chill.

Peanut Cottage Cheese (makes 1 ½ cups)

1 cup creamed cottage cheese
1 cup chopped salted peanuts
1/8 teaspoon pepper
½ teaspoon paprika
2 tablespoons mayonnaise
Combine all ingredients and mix well.  Chill.

Olive Nut Cottage Cheese (makes 2 ½ cups)

1 cup creamed cottage cheese
3 tablespoons chopped stuff olives
3 tablespoons finely chopped pecans
2 tablespoons mayonnaise
Few grains pepper

Beat cottage cheese with a rotary or electric mixer until smooth.  Add remaining ingredients and blend.

Pineapple Cottage Cheese (makes 1 ¼ cups)

2/3 cup (9-oz can) crushed pineapple, well drained
1 cup creamed cottage cheese
2 tablespoons dairy sour cream

Beat cottage cheese with a rotary or electric mixer until smooth.   Add pineapple and sour cream and mix well. Especially good as a spread for party sandwiches with nut bread.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Caturday!