Monday, November 30, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
I ran out of time when making these costimes, so had to use yarn to tie them on instead of sewing on proper bands and things. But for a couple of bucks worth of felt they turned out pretty darn cute!
Ruby was THRILLED to wear her costume. Every time I tried it on to fit it, she would wag her curly little tail and jump up to give me kisses and snottings. Somehow I managed to put her "zombie wounds" too far back. The way I split it so that her tail wasn't bothered made it fit funny (which happens when you are shaped like a potato bug). People kept wanting to call her a LADYBUG. Sheesh.
Max sat so nicely for all his fittings (he is such a good boy) but had no idea what was going on in general. It's his first halloween with us, and I don't know if they had trick or treaters where he was before. I passed out candy from in the yard with the dogs, because Max would cry and whine if I sat on the porch (and Ruby wanted to sit on my lap anyway). Since he barked his fool head off and charged the fence like a dog with rabies, he played the killer zombie dog part to perfection. I am working on him to become better at meeting people.
There were a few new things to add to the display this year (works in progress as far as how to display them). Made from styrofoam heads which I painted, then applied paper masks using instructions and printouts from here.
There is the rotating demon head:
And the two grave escapers. The heads are taped onto bowls, with "umble ball" dog toys under them. The whole thing sits in a cardboard water bottle case as a base. As the bumble balls hit the sides of the bowl, they move around and jerk back and forth. Kind of kitchy and twitchy and looked cool covered in leaves (which promptly blew away - very windy tonight). Next year these will be refined by replacing the garbage bags with shirts and so on. Not bad for a first trial though, for under ten bucks each including the garbage bags.
And just to end the evening, gratuitous shrunken baby head photo.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Does it look like a jungle? Yes. Is it harder to weed? Sometimes, depending on your trouble weeds. Some weeds are discouraged and shaded out, others still manage to get in there. The bindweed is impossible to keep up with this year, and I see in two days it has completely taken over my clump of chives (bottom right). Bother.
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I forgot what puppies were like
All at once hilarious, exasperating, invigorating, and exhausting. He ticks me off but cracks me up at the same time.
Every time I try to sit somewhere, he is up and in the spot. I don't know how many times I have practically squashed him. And he doesn't budge either. He could care less that I am flattening him with my behind. I have pushed him off several times in a row to turn and squash him again. He is so fast, his feet barely hit the floor before he is back up again and right where I want to sit.
Ruby takes a few tries to get up on something (starts to jump, changes mind, walks it off, walks it off, walks it off, tries again, nope not ready yet, walks it off, walks it off, third try alli-oop!). This means there is some warning that she is on her way up. Max? Your warning is him….. suddenly appearing nose to nose with you. And he immediately squirms around to position himself so you can hold him like a baby. Annoying when cups and papers and stuff go flying, but adorable and hilarious at the same time.
He gets into stuff. And we have a
He rips cardboard. He rips paper. He steals things like shoes and socks and stuffed animals. He keeps pulling the bookmarks out of books and loves to go "shopping" in the bathroom garbage can. And I think he is getting smarter. I think he steals one thing so that while I am taking that and hiding it away it gives him the chance to steal what he REALLY wanted.
Last night he pranced by with a clear glass christmas ornament in his mouth (leftover from a Brownie Crafts night). I got it away from him, but before I was even done putting it on the shelf, he was under the desk ripping up a notebook stolen from DD's backpack. Bugger.
One of his favourite games is romping on the couch, squirming on it, and racing back and forth until the cushions come off. If they are being stubborn he gives them a bit of help by burrowing underneath then flipping them off with his back. He will also purposely knock the pillows off so he can lay on them on the floor. I will find him laying with his head on a pillow, amid a chaotic mess of couch cushions, with all the toys in a ring around him (He likes to keep the toys arranged. When he is done with them, he piles them behind the dog bed). Geesh. I only went to the BATHROOM for goodness sake!
So far he has eaten a pencil and at least one crayon, several books, countless sections of the newspaper, toilet paper rolls, and my shoes. He demolished an entire new case of water bottles (and soaked the carpet, the bed, and the couch in the process). Think it is cute to let your doggie crunch up empty water bottles? Not so cute when they do the same with FULL ones. He likes to chew rocks from the backyard. He found a tree branch from SOMEWHERE and carries it around the backyard like a trophy.
I wonder what carnage awaits me today after work, since between the week-end and the holiday on Monday he has had us home for three straight days. He figures we should stay home to hold him like a baby and kiss him on the nose EVERY day.