Old things

I’ve always loved old things. I have my grandmother’s cast iron dutch oven that’s at least a hundred years old. My grandmother once let me keep an arrowhead I found on her property. It seemed ancient and wondrous to me. Sadly, it didn’t take long for me to drop it and watch, horrified, as it split into two or three pieces. I was inconsolable. I distinctly recall the day I discovered a row of old books in the graduate library at university. One day I was walking down an aisle looking for a new carrel to claim — someone had…

Scrappy has visitors

Last weekend Scrappy had two visitors, Buddy and Yule. I’ve written about Yule a few times already. He’s Scrappy’s best friend. It’s gratifying to see them get excited when they spot each other approaching for a visit. Buddy had been with us once or twice before but Scrappy mostly gives him the cold shoulder. That’s okay because Buddy is still getting used to being around other dogs so just being around Scrappy for a few days is good for him. Buddy does quite well considering he was a backyard dog for the first 5 years of this life. He’s a…

Yule arrives in March

Remember Yule? He’s back for a visit. If you haven’t yet read about Yule, you can get caught up here and here. I mentioned in another post that Scrappy has been irked with me due to the number of dogs I bring through the house. He does growls softly from time to to register his displeasure with me as well as the canine object of his annoyance. Scrappy and Yule have played well together in the past. In fact, Scrappy is still the only dog Yule ever gets really close to.  But I wondered if Scrap’s bad attitude would extend to…