Girl Child likes to fish, and this is a good time of the year for it, so I have been driving her to her various fishing spots all over town in the last few weeks. I usually sit in the car or my folding camping chair while she is fishing, and I’ve come to appreciate…
Category: family.
A decidedly mixed-breed pedigree
I did one of those ancestry DNA tests a little while ago, and the results come as an absolute…lack of surprise. German father (the green area), Croatian mother (the blue one), and my paternal grandmother was from East Prussia (the very top of the western part of the pink area.) No idea where or when…
Canine maintenance
I am happy to report that the three household doggos passed their annual technical inspection with flying colors. (Left to right: Baby, Andy, and Ygraine a.k.a. Dinky.)
The Spirits of Christmas
Robin gave me a neat holiday gift this year: an advent calendar of cocktails. Each day, she handed me a little numbered and labeled bag with ingredients and a recipe for a different holiday-themed cocktail. If you’ve been following my instagram feed, I’ve documented most of them there. The one in the picture above was…
Things a dachshund owner knows, #2,198.
This is why we tell guests and visitors to keep food items on the counters well away from the edges. People underestimate the vertical reach of a determined dachshund.
WorldCon recap.
I’m on the plane back from MidAmericon II, the 74th Worldcon, in Kansas City. Some cons are great, some are so-so, some are…not that good. But Worldcon is the main event of our genre, the big Annual Nerd Prom, where most everyone gathers regardless of what other regional cons they attend. I went with a…
home.
He’s home among his family again, where he belongs. I feel a little better now.
personal effects.
Henry’s collection of bandanas. He got one every time he had to make a trip to the emergency vet. There are three of them in that picture, but I think there was at least one more I did not keep for some reason. As you can see, he was a little mischief magnet. I am…
losing one’s heart.
Henry’s death is hitting me hard. We’ve lost dogs before, and I grieved for them every time, but this one is a deeper hurt that any of the others. The ones we lost before Henry had been barely born, or they were old and had long and happy lives behind them. Even Sam, my Golden…
obligatory 2014 recap.
I really like it when I type up an end-of-year retrospective blog post and find that I really didn’t have a damn thing to complain about in the past twelve months. 2013 was great. 2014 was even better by every measurable metric except for the fact that I didn’t get to see my family in…