Saturday, November 3, 2012
All this is so strange because Bella, the younger of the two, is truly the sweetest cat I have ever owned. She loves love. This behavior has not changed towards humans, however she no longer wants love from Monty. Poor Monty.
When this started 6 months ago, we immediately took Bella to Elmbrook Veterinary to have Dr. Sue examine her. She did discover that there was blood in her urine and we treated her for a bladder infection. I didn't blame Bella at all for lashing out when we discovered this, I'd be "pissy" too. After 3 weeks of taking antibiotics we brought her back to get re-examined and there was still blood in her urine. At that point we had xrays taken of her bladder and we truly thought she had bladder stones. So, we did bladder surgery to remove the stones, but to our surprise there were no bladder stones. Sue had run test after test and sent away numerous blood samples to try to figure out what was going on. Of course, nothing solved our mystery and we reached a point where we didn't want to keep making Bella go through all this. So, we put up a screened door in our hallway to separate the two cats. One cat has the back of the house, the other has the front and our companionship. To make things fair, we trade them out every 24 hours.
As you can imagine, a locked screened door in the hallway does not lead to good feng shui or the desire for my husband to once and for all finish that hallway. At night, the cat that's in the back of the house makes it known around 2 am, that it does not like being the cat on the other side. Every couple days when Drew and I are home together at night and things seem peaceful we get a toy out and play with the cats or we give them wet food together. During those situations, they are fine together, no attacks, no puffy tail and no immediate chasing. The other night we had the two of them actually sitting on my lap together, this was rare. Could it be that Bella finally decided she was going to start playing nice again?
Not wanting to take any chances in the middle of the night, we separated them. The next day, we tried to get them together again and Bella didn't want to have anything to do with him and began to attack.
After 6 months of dealing with this arrangement, it's become a part of our living situation, but honestly, I don't want to do this for another 6 months. I have sent in my information for a casting call to the Animal Planet's show, My Cat From Hell to have Jackson Galaxy, their cat behaviorist come help us. In their casting call, they ask: Is your cat's behavior driving you or others crazy? YES! Are you at your wit's end? YES! Do you need help getting your cat to behave? YES!
I understand how hard it is to break into Hollywood, so if you have any suggestions, please let us know. However, don't suggest we get rid of one of the cats, I'm not that person.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Hours later, I found out there was a moose standing in the river. Yes, a moose. A bull moose. The moose stood there for hours. He stood there the entire time I was at work and then he retreated into the woods on the hillside. I should also mention I was working on my normally scheduled day off. Tourists showed me their pictures and stories of the moose along the Ausable. Friends posted their pictures on facebook. I have no picture.
I have never seen a moose. I didn't see a moose the year one was hanging out at Cascade Ski Center. I also didn't see a moose in the field off of 9N between Upper Jay and Jay last year. I've been to New Hampshire and Maine and I've never seen a moose. I have always wanted to see a moose. I should have stopped.
Friday, August 31, 2012
In following the popular trend of growing ones own food, we jumped on the bandwagon and tried our luck with a couple raised beds planted with veggies and herbs this summer. We have had mixed success. Surprisingly, more success than failure. I blame the failure on not paying attention when being told how to identify weeds as a child. I'll get to that later.
Here is a more in depth recap on growing our first vegetable garden. We didn't want to overwhelm oursleves and so I found this simple plan and also this plan. Drew built one raised bed, but after mapping it out and buying the seeds and plants, we quickly realized we needed to build at least one more.
We had a great soil mixture delivered to us from Flowering Meadow Nursery where we stupidly instructed them to dump the soil in our driveway on the opposite side of the house from the gardens. We spent the rest of the evening wheeling it around on a wheelbarrow that had a flat tire. That was fun. Um, not. Either we completely miscalculated the quantity needed or they were very generous.
What did we plant? In the first bed we had sugar snap peas, cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, lettuce, carrots, onions, basil and rosemary. 5 1/2 out of 8 worked. The snap peas and the cherry tomatoes were my favorite. I can't believe I didn't like tomatoes until this year. Have tomatoes always tasted like a burst of sunshine? The lettuce came up, but it was sad looking and we had barely one salad each with the greens. As for the carrots, I don't know if I can say they were unsuccessful. I never really gave them a chance. This is where I needed another lesson on properly identifying vegetables vs. weeds. It turns out, those feathery greens aren't weeds, they're carrots. Fail. Oh, and when I checked on the cucumbers, I noticed Drew had accidentally butchered one with the lawn mower.
Monday, August 27, 2012
This is not something I was imagining. Do you see it?
Look a little closer. What is that above the river? Really, you can't see it? How about now that I have circled it for you?
It's not an illusion. There is a chair sitting high above the river. Here's a different angle. Do you see it now?
Still don't believe me... go look for yourself. It's behind the Recovery Lounge in Upper Jay and I'm thinking I missed one heck of a performance and party Saturday night.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
I asked the teenager working the stand if he ate hot dogs all day. He said, "just one a day" and not that I was judging or anything, but he was quick to add "I only work twice a week."
I ordered a Michigan and a grape soda. It was darn good and the only thing that would have made my meal better is if I could order Summer to slow down! I can't believe that this was my 1st lunch break at Woody's. Maybe I should consider eating two hot dogs a week before they close up for fall...
Sunday, August 12, 2012
The Farmhouse is located behind Saranac Sourdough where Caribbean Cowboy used to be. Don't worry fellow Cowboy lovers, you can still eat Rob and Vicky's food down the street at the Cowboy. I'm not talking about that right now, however I find that the food at the Farmhouse has me drooling for other reasons. They source as much food as possible from local farmers and businesses and the menu lists all that info.
We both ordered different flavored home-made sodas, maple and rhubarb. They were both tasty, but I'd have to say that the maple was better because it was a unique flavor and not too sweet. I should mention that the menu didn't tell us about the tree where the sap came from to make the maple syrup that flavored our soda, but we didn't want to be obnoxious and ask. I couldn't help thinking about the hilarious Portlandia skit about this.
Next we had crab stuffed deviled eggs. We don't know what chicken the eggs came from and we can only suspect that the crab did not come locally. It didn't matter to me, I love deviled eggs of all kinds, traditional with the yolk, mayo and a little bit of mustard or hummus filled, I'm not picky. Yes, I am that person at a potluck that takes two halves. I can't help it, I love them! These were lovely to look at and tasted that way too.
Next time I want to try the Clover Mead Fromage Fort, garlic and wine infused cheese with crostini. I know there is enough on the tapas menu that I could have made a meal out of it, but we ended up ordering individual entrees instead. For dinner, Drew ordered the non-local Caribbean Seafood Salad. Greens, sea scallops, shrimp, salmon, fresh fruit mojo, cruda, rice and a champagne dressing.
Monday, July 30, 2012
The other night as I was traveling on 9N from Upper Jay to Jay, my friends and I witnessed a large branch being dragged across the road and was sucked into the guard rail. Even though we could not see the animal, I knew I needed to slow down. When we finally saw that it was a big, brown waddling animal, I turned the car around.
We got out of the vehicle and watched the beaver slip into the water with the branch.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Last month, my book group met at the Jay Village Green and as the ladies were talking about the book I did not finish, I found myself looking up at the gazebo and the weathervane on top.
Friday, July 13, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
I know it's been awhile, but I have a gem of a story to tell you.
A few years back, okay a decade back, I was a lonely graduate student living along the banks of the Thames River. I needed my own set of wheels to get to and fro and stumbled upon the most amazing bike that I ever laid eyes on. The vintage Raleigh came equipped with a basket on the back for my groceries and a headlight that would shine up the streets as I pedaled home after an evening of drinking at the pub. I loved this bike and called it Rusty Raleigh. He cost me 35 pounds and was my constant companion. We would bike along the river, go for picnics together at Hampton Court Palace and of course, have photo shoots.
To say I was attached, is an understatement. When it was time to return to the United States, I feared Rusty's future. I found out how expensive it was to ship him and as a poor student, I didn't have that kind of money. I found him a good home with another graduate student that was selected through an interview process. I'm kidding. Well, kind of.
Once I returned home, I bought myself a mountain bike. It just wasn't the same. My family and friends knew how much I missed Rusty and were on the look out for a replacement, not that he could ever be replaced, but perhaps we would find a similar bike. Alas, my sister and I were at an antique fair and Rusty's doppelganger was spotted. She saw the look of joy in my eyes and she bought it for me right on the spot.
We loaded it into my car and it came home to the Adirondacks. This "new-old" bike was fun to ride, but needed some work. Rusty Junior waited patiently while I trained for marathons and grew tired of it. Finally, last fall I brought my bike to LeepOff Cycles in Keene Valley. The owner, Mark is a great mechanic and specializes in fixing up old bikes. He researched and ordered tires that would give me a smooth ride, replaced the cracked cables and gave it a tune-up. By the time I got the bike back, the temperatures weren't ideal for a cruise and it would wait for me through the winter.
With unseasonably high temps this weekend, my friend Ann planned on going for a bike ride. I thought the sunny day was as good as any to take Rusty Junior for a spin, complete with a photo shoot with his new friend.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
One bite in and she finds herself re-thinking her entire wedding menu. You take a bite and decide it is a French Toast cupcake. Together, you are glad this is the one you started with since technically it can be considered breakfast and doesn't count as dessert. This means you can have another.
Before you know it, you are slicing up another cupcake to taste some chocolate, but only one bite. You remind each other that is a long day and you need to pace yourself. After all, you can't call in sick while already being at work with a belly ache since there is the evidence of leftover wrappers.