It wouldn’t be April….

On April 24th, Katherine and I saw our first butterfly of the season. I forgot to blog it, as other things leapt into my path and track-sided me, but I’m writing it now. Coincidentally, we saw our first butterfly last year on April 24th as well; the same sort on the same heather plant. I…

It’s Monday….

… and we’re off to a roaring start in the Taylor-Hood household. I’ve long suspected that some dog or other was drinking out of the toilet (despite having a three gallon doggy water fountain in the kitchen), but it wasn’t until we got Katherine a kid-sized toilet seat add-on that we caught the culprit red-handed….

All a-flutter

Katherine and I went to a Craft Council meeting this morning and afterwards, at the wonderful suggestion of Laurie Dempster, went to the Butterfly House in Bowring Park. It’s a project of the Newfoundland Insectarium in Deer Lake, in conjunction with the Bowring Park Foundation. They’ve turned the greenhouse, which is adjacent to the duck…

Three approaches to one problem

Yesterday we ran out of dog food. My stop-gap measure during such an emergency is to feed the dogs cooked brown rice. This fills them up enough that they don’t create drool puddles on the floor while watching us eat. It also alleviates the need to regularly count the limbs and digits of all humanoids…

Bad mother

Right. We have reached a new low in this house. I am sitting here endeavouring to get some work done and Katherine is playing fetch. Really. I throw the tennis ball out into the hall and she brings it back. Her retrieve is pretty good. She can even beat two of the dogs consistently. The…