Just in time for Easter Monday! It took a while, but I finally finished my eggs. I’ve posted a bunch of pictures on my other blog, createthreesixty5.com.
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Neat Dog Trick #273
A Puppy Bookmark: how clever is that? Now I’m thinking I should teach this trick to Coco. He lies by my side or right on top of me when I’m reading anyway, and this could really work with larger tomes to avoid wrist sprain.
FYI this is also quite literally a placeholder while I slave away at my Best Of/Worst Of list of 2011 books, which I can’t seem to whittle down enough to make for a short & sweet post. So expect a long and detailed one. In other words: a book lover’s delight.
This photo was found here.
Tea & Company
Today was a very fun day. When I finally did manage to drag myself out of bed (at nearly 3 o’clock in the afternoon!—med adjustment making me drowsy again) I got myself a bowl of cereal and sat in front of the computer to read my email, and thank goodness I did, because I had a reminder that I was supposed to meet a friend at 3 on the dot at a café a few blocks away. I don’t think I ever got ready so fast in my life before. Somehow I managed to get there just 5 minutes late. It’s this place called Lili & Oli which is really laid back; they allow dogs and I just love the casual and warm ambiance. I took these photos a few weeks ago when it was uncharacteristically quiet, but gives an idea of the place. I like to go there with Coco after a trip to the library which is practically next door, and sometimes bring my laptop with me too like most people there do as well.

I was meeting a brand new friend, a girl I met at a bookstore a couple of weeks ago. She and her partner had arrived from England a week or two before as he’s gotten recruited for a big job in the aeronautics industry. She was a sociology teacher and is going through the motions of finding a job here. Really lovely girl with a beautiful attitude and very chatty like me, which makes for a pleasant time. We talked about everything but books somehow, though she did tell me she’s getting together with a book group tomorrow. When I met her, she was looking for Let the Great World Spin by Column McCann, which I heard great things of and which is what they’ll be discussing tomorrow. Michelle told me if this group seems interesting she’ll bring me along next time they get together, which is something I might really enjoy. Continue reading
Meet: Mouse
I’ve been seriously considering renaming my little Coco since Saturday, when he got shorn for the rest of the summer. I forget just how tiny he is when he grows his big teddy bear coat and now he seems so small I just can’t stop cooing. Can be annoying, I’m sure, which is why it’s nice to have all that one-on-one time with him, that way everyone’s happy, especially Coco who just loves having attention lavished on him. I took a bunch of pics today, so here’s a little slideshow. For some reason, as soon as I take out any camera-like tool, he does this funny squinty thing with his eyes. Too bad because they’re big and brown and beautiful and you’ll just have to take my word for it!
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A Boy and His Dogs: a Love Story.
The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski ★★★★
Ok, so truth be told, the love story was almost entirely on my side, since what more could I ask for than a great novel featuring a pack of dogs as a central element in the story? Edgar Sawtelle is a mute boy who lives in a symbiotic relationship with the dogs his family has been breeding since his grandfather’s time. The first half of the novel describes the struggles of Edgar’s parents, Trudy and Gar to have children, and then Edgar’s early childhood on the farm. When Edgar is born, Almondine finds her true purpose in life and becomes his constant companion, since she is the only Sawtelle dog living in the house with the family, though she also has an active role in helping train the younger dogs. The dogs are not only the Sawtelles’ main source of income, they are also treated much like beloved extended members of the family. We gradually learn how this unusually perceptive breed of canines came into being through the dedication of Edward’s grandfather, who envisioned the ideal canine companion and spent many years crossing dogs he chose according to his very own decidedly unconventional ideas.
When he is old enough, Edgar is given his own litter of pups to deliver and care for, a task which has always been carefully carried out by his father and which the boy immediately takes to heart. The first sings of trouble arrive when Edgar’s uncle Claude, fresh out of prison, comes back to the family home. A hard drinker, he and his older and much more serious brother Gar fight and bicker, until a physical altercation breaks out and Claude leaves them, tires screeching on the dirt road. Things take a tragic turn when Gar dies very suddenly as his son Edgar helplessly looks on. Then Trudy falls dangerously ill with pneumonia, leaving Edgar with the heavy responsibilities of the farm, and though he struggles to make things work, a serious incident forces them to call Claude for much-needed help. To Edgar’s utter dismay, Trudy and Claude quickly become lovers, even as Edgar has reasons to suspects his uncle of murder. Things go from bad to much, much worse, until Edgar must flee the farm, taking with him a number of dogs from his litter.
Together they embarks on a long and difficult journey, during which the fugitives hide away in the woods and are constantly on the brink of starvation. Edgar’s journey with the dogs constitutes the better part of the second half of the novel, and seemed at times overly long, though with hindsight, I now see that this portion of the story was necessary to establish just how deeply the boy and his dogs come to rely on each other, and how Edgar eventually comes to encourage the dogs to make their own choices. I was initially disappointed with the tragic dénouement, though it revealed, if there was still any lingering doubt, that these dogs were not mere companions or secondary characters in the story, but protagonists in their own right.
I should say that I had decided I liked this book before I had even read the first line, simply because I knew that dogs were prominent in the story, and in that sense I was amply gratified and am not ashamed to say that this review is not the least bit impartial, if ever these can be such a thing as an impartial review. This is the kind of tale that leaves one with countless affecting moments to savour and linger on, long after the last page has been turned.
Can your dog do this?
My guess is the skirt helped the dog embody the spirit of the dance.
A Cozy, Homey Boxing Day
Here’s a little photo gallery of pictures I took today (click on the thumbnails to view them full-size). I hadn’t seen my collection of Christmas decorations in quite a few years, and took them out just in time for my dad and I to enjoy them on Christmas day. We had Cherry Clafoutis which was quite delicious, followed by a gift exchange and then quiet time chatting while I played around with some paint. I gave him a framed watercolour (you can see it here), and I got a giant bar of Swiss chocolate to satisfy my chocolate cravings for quite some time, along with a couple of great books; Barney’s Version by Mordecai Richler, a born and bred Mile Ender who had plenty of admirers and detractors alike and who often said that one of his goals was to write at least one book that would
be read after his death. I’m sure his wish has been fulfilled many times over since his passing in 2001. As it happens, I’ve never read him and wanted to discover his writing through this very book. I don’t know if he ever wished for movie rights too, but the soon-to-be released movie version is coming out in theatres, probably in a week or two. I also got Super Sad True Love Story which came out to glowing reviews this year. It’s written by Gary Shteyngart, another author I’ve been wanting to read for some time now.
Of course I couldn’t resist taking pictures of my kidz too. I dressed up Coco as the gift he’s truly been, since this was our very first Christmas together. He put up with our little impromptu session without grumbling although I wouldn’t say he had a ball exactly. Mimi refused to pose for me altogether, a very rare occurrence, and Ezra was just being his grumpy old self, an occurrence which is not rare in the least.
Art & Crafts (among my many other hobbies)
As I usually read in bed and tend to fall asleep well past midnight, it’s most unusual for me to rise before the sun, which is what happened this morning. I thought: “Great, now I have lots of time to work on arts & crafts projects before my watercolour class!” Then I came to the computer to check on my emails and read another chapter from my mother’s latest manuscript which is delightfully engrossing and which I pray will reach an intern or an agent smart enough to see what a gem it is and make sure it gets published (about high time for that small miracle to happen!) Then I donned my ski-wear and warm (recycled) fur hat and favourite cashmere mitts and took Coco across the street, and we chased each other up and down the snowy alley, my peals of laughter egging him on so that he practically fell over himself while running and simultaneously wagging his nub of a tail. I could swear he was grinning from ear to ear too. By then I must say I felt better than I have in a long long time. Taking in bright morning sunshine and air, and a loving and (almost disgustingly) cute little dog following you around will tend to have that sort of effect.
Coming back inside, I thought, Ah! L’embarras du choix! what project shall I work on now? Make another wax model for a ring to add to my new series? Draw that organic red onion that’s sprouted such large tentacles it’s now fit to be a circus freak? Start that series of paintings I’ve been thinking about for so long? Go back to bed? Blog about it all? Well, maybe you can guess which option I chose in the end. Still, I’m hoping I can get this post done quickly and still have time to paint and draw so I have something to put on the wall when I show up to class.
Here are a couple of quick snaps I took of my latest ring design—the first of that new series I just mentioned—even though there’s a bit of work left to do on it. I’m so happy with it, I decided to equip myself with the minimum of necessary tools so I can make wax models at home and not depend on classes to make more rings (don’t know to what end, but just the pleasure of making them is good enough for now!) I’ve taken a few photos of the step-by-step process too, which I’ll post on createthreesixty5.com along with better photos once it’s all finished.
Silver rings & iPhone pics by Smiler (click to view full size)
Truth in Advertising, Please!
I love this video, but all jokes aside, as an animal lover it also makes me cringe because it points to the fact that people all too often have completely unrealistic expectations of what life with a dog might be like, which is part of the reason why there are so many abandoned creatures to be found in shelters to begin with. If you’re thinking of getting a new pet this holiday season, whatever you do, please make sure you and your family are willing to do all the work required and most importantly, that you have time to devote to another living being. If you find that you don’t, do the responsible thing and buy an electronic gadget instead (hours of fun, zero work or commitment). But if you’re truly set on making it work, please adopt from a shelter; with so many animals left behind, you’re bound to find one that’ll steal your heart and perfectly fit your tastes and lifestyle.
Pass this on and help save lives!
Little Red Riding Hood
The red turtleneck was Coco’s favourite. And yes, the title is misleading because there is no hood, but I decided that with a little imagination, this could pass for a Halloween costume too. Plus, for the price of a fleece hoodie he also gets a navy turtleneck for when he doesn’t feel like being the centre of attention. Mind you, that hasn’t happened yet, but you never know.






















