We love our elderly pets

I am sitting with my 15-1/2 year old pit mix dog who is in the last days of her life. I hope to help make it a peaceful journey. What is it about our pets that touch our hearts so much?

She started life as a throw away, dumped outside the vet clinic where our daughter worked in high school, and not even at weaning age. How could that happen?  The girls at the clinic took turns taking her home with them and she ended up being adopted by our daughter. We already had an elderly dog at home who didn’t much appreciate the high spirited playfulness of a new puppy, so we had to watch and intervene when the new puppy April was being too energetic with our beagle, Kokomo.  When April got too big for two dogs in the house, we built a nice fenced in area for her in back with a cozy dog house and she came in our house in bad weather.  She didn’t much like being inside and couldn’t wait to get back out.

After our daughter went off to college, of course my husband and I inherited her, but haven’t regretted it in the least. After Kokomo died, we had April to take her place.  We put her in a doggie training boot camp and she was there for a month to learn to be a good dog who listens to commands so she could live inside. She learned well.

At our other house, we discovered she had a talent for “mousing”. Those little suckers would sneak into the house if they could through the tiniest gap, but if she got their scent trail, she would track it down until she found it, usually cowering in a corner of a closet. We would follow her around and move things out of the way or else she would claw through herself.  She would pounce and snatch it so fast, but drop it when we told her. We could then dispose of the lifeless mouse. We usually had one or two sneak in during the changing temperatures in the Fall.

She has moved with us twice. When my husband was sick, she laid by his chair, close enough he could give a pat on her head. After he died, she would look for him. She is my eyes and ears for security; any car she can see or hear out on the road or in our driveway, she barks at, and still does, but now it’s more visual since her hearing has diminished.  She has three beds, one in the living room, one in the tv room and one in my bedroom where she sleeps at night.  We incorporated a special place in the kitchen for her food and water bowls when we designed the house so they would be out of our way and out of our sight.  She likes to walk up to the dining room windows which look out towards the driveway and road, and are the only low windows in the house she can see out of, and scan the view for anything unusual or out of place.

She’s been a healthy pet, without one bit of health concern until just a few months back and she had a bit of surgery and bounced right back.  She’s been a jumping dog and I’ve been amazed she has never had any kind of hip issues. The kennel we board her at had to figure out a cover for her kennel when she boarded.   She still likes to walk the driveway and find a rabbit trail, with some occasional pauses to rest. She loves to be outside, but is peaceful and quiet when inside.  She has never been a clingy, attention demanding dog. She does get anxious if I a getting ready to go somewhere, but settles into her kennel in the laundry room, a space we designed for her kennel and under the stairs out of the way.

Our grandson loves his “Apie” when he visits, and I’ve always been hyper-vigilant with a little one visiting in the house that she might get “territorial”, but she never did. She never once snapped or growled. She would go over to her bed and lay down out of the way and welcome the occasional loving swipe of a little hand petting her, under my supervision. He’s 5 years old now. He will miss her.

My daughter came over for a last visit last weekend.  She has her own pit mix now, that she rescued wandering the multi=level garage at her apartment several years back when it was probably a year and half old. Maverick is just the sweetest, but imposing looking, dog. An “American Staffordshire terrier”, which people still call a pit bull. He’s a truly spoiled, big baby of a dog.

This is the hardest part of owning a pet, making sure they are not in any pain or discomfort.  She’s not had any, and still is getting up and around, but has no interest in food now. Just drinks her water, goes outside, and rests quietly in her bed near me. I am surprised she has hung on this long, but I welcome each day she does.  I cannot imagine, yet, not having her here, so each day is a gift.


We are sad

Our city (Dallas) experienced our police officers ambushed and killed. Five officers killed, many others injured. A cowardly act.


“Praising his city’s police department, Mayor Rawlings said Dallas recently had the lowest rate of officer-involved shootings of any large American city.

The five deaths make this the deadliest attack on American law enforcement since Sept. 11, 2001, which the National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Fund calls “the deadliest day in U.S. law enforcement history.”

Catching up

I’ve not posted in quite a while. It has not seemed to be as inspiring for me to sit down and think of things to write about. Now, I have just decided to put anything and everything in here on a whim that strikes my fancy.  It might also help me get back on track with getting the garage sorted out.  The attached workshop was to be my husband’s domain and he had planned to get it all set up.  He passed away before we could even think about it, but I found his plans for how he wanted to do it and I have decided to tackle that and get it in shape.

Before I get started in there,  I will have to face the music and post photos of how it looks now, not a pretty sight at all. I am, however, excited to actually think about the finished space, and things still in boxes from our move can be donated since I decided I am ready for them to go somewhere else.

There are some stackpiles of lumber that were waiting to be used, but now my daughter’s boyfriend can have that so they can use in their new house projects. My head is finally starting to get a clear picture of how that space needs to look so I can work in there, which I fully intend to do.  I do a lot of painting, anything and everything, so having a clean space for that will be better than what I work in now, which is a junky mess.  The carpentry tools will all stay and my son can use them if I need him to do any quick little jobs around here.

With that, I have committed to presenting little updates, nothing earth shattering or mind blowing.  I have kept busy with working on my genealogy.  I am determined to get that all in place on Ancestry.com. It is mind boggling how much family we have once we start getting into the research. I have discovered some interesting family members. That can be another post.  I am also kinda sorta involved with the local Farmer’s Market and help out when I feel like it.  The season doesn’t last extremely long so it’s not a forever commitment.  After so many years of going helter skelter with kids, their sports, and work, it is very nice to do what I want, when I want. With that, I will now get my tea and sit on the porch for a bit.






Furniture Updating

(We are all remembering and paying personal respects to the lives lost in the tragedy of 9/11/2001 and their surviving families and friends)
(On every anniversary, in New York City, the names of the victims who died there are read out against a background of somber music. The President of the United States attends a memorial service at the Pentagon,[329] and asks Americans to observe Patriot Day with a moment of silence. Smaller services are held in Shanksville, Pennsylvania, which are usually attended by the President’s spouse.)

After moving, and having decided what furniture we would be bringing with us (decided in the design phase and each piece carefully included in the design so size and space would be exact), some of those pieces need some updating. The dining room has so much “brown” I am going to repaint my dining set. We got it in the 80’s and really liked the quality and style, but now it needs some zing. The top has also become bleached out from direct sun hitting it.

I found a really good article on a blog I subscribe to, “Farm Fresh Vintage Finds”, and she repainted a client’s table and chairs with a really nice HomeRight Finish Max sprayer. Visit her blog and there is a chance to win that sprayer just by commenting on her blog story. Here’s the blog link; check it out.

The color of the paint she used is just what I am looking for,Annie Sloan French Linen, a pretty grey that would go well with our slate tile floors and the other greys going on in the kitchen stone backsplash, living room furniture, and Grey Granbury chopped limestone columns and fireplace wall.

I hope I might win that sprayer, but if not, then buying one is on my “to do” list and painting my dining set will also be added to my list. I would need to do it while it’s warm enough to paint, or else have to wait until Spring, which I really would not want to do. When I have a project in mind like this, I get really anxious to get going.

Have a great Friday!

Homemade Marinara sauce

I should have taken photos of the tomatoes I got off my two vines.  They went wild and I had tomatoes I didn’t know what to do with. I even gave some away to my lawn maintenance people before I figured out what to do with them.

I was not confident in my (lack of) experience with canning, so that was not an option.  I did find a pretty painless way to save my tomatoes and use them later.  I found a recipe for homemade marinara sauce made in a crock pot.  I had to try it and the results were fantastic.  I have food allergies, so am pretty limited on what I can eat and making my own food means I can make it with ingredients I can tolerate.

I looked on Pinterest and Googled for ideas on what to do with these tomatoes before they spoiled. I found my  highly recommended recipe and went about buying the few ingredients I didn’t have (balsamic vinegar and a few additional spices) and started.

First, removing the tomato peel is so easy, by scoring the tomatoes, putting a few tomatoes at a time in boiling water for about 30 seconds, then plunging them into ice water.  After a minute or so, take the tomato from the water and peel it. So easy.


When all the tomatoes are peeled, remove any undesirable bits, quarter them, and scoop all seeds out with a spoon, squish a bit with your hands to crush, and then they are ready for the crock pot.  You can chop them up well before adding, or leave kind of chunky and they will cook down where you can smash them up in the sauce as much as you want when cooked, leaving a smoother or chunkier sauce to your preference. Adding to the crockpot with all the other ingredients and cooking on low for about six hours produces the best sauce ever. Knowing there are no preservatives in it and it’s entirely healthy is another reason to make your own. Here’s my finished product.

marinara crockpot

Homemade marinara sauce ready to eat after six hours of slow cooking

marinara plated

Vegetable spirals pasta topped with homemade marinara sauce and some grated Mozzarella cheese

I am getting ready to make another batch this week. Use it up in a week, or freeze it for up to six months and use as needed.  I sneaked it onto anything I could think of because it tasted that good.  I gave some to my daughter who spiced it up more than I could ever handle, with garlic and jalapeno, and she raved about it.

Here are the tomatoes I’m currently working with; mine are on the right and the locally bought on the left.  Because they are nearing the end of the season, the plants are not producing as large as my first batch.


You can also use canned tomatoes (some information on the best brands to use was provided in various posts).  I will link the recipe I used, but there are so many different ones out there to peruse and see what ingredients they add to theirs. A roasted tomato marinara sauce with garlic and oregano is prepared totally in the oven, in roasting pans for about an hour, which is quicker and sounds very tasty.

Bon Appetit



Changing seasons

I always think, when Spring shows up, that I wish never to see Winter again (not that it’s that bad here in Texas, just inconvenient sometimes with ice), but then after the heat of July the air starts to cool just a little, a few rainstorms pop up and I’m ready to feel the cool Fall air.

It has started here, just subtly, but here we are again with a new season to experience.  I have to have my Seasons and I’m not sure I could live anywhere that didn’t have changing seasons.  I do love that here in Texas it is not as drastic as when I lived in Kansas, but it’s enough of a change to enjoy.


A tight squeeze for six babies to grow up

Learning to fly is hardwork

Learning to fly is hard work

The swallows raised two broods on the laundry room back porch and are still here flying the skies in morning and evening, the hummingbirds zinged around the feeders all summer and cooler weather has brought more to the area before they fly off for the winter, and this week brought some stormy weather and much needed rain.  We were drowned in water this Spring with an overabundance that did fill up all of our lakes that had been decimated by the drought.  I never ever thought I would see those full, and in fact they were overflowing, creating damage in some areas.

I have a few blogs that I enjoy following, and Cote de Texas is one I like to drop in on.  She also has her favorite blogs that I like to look in on and see various prettiness in scenery, architecture, and design.  http://cotedetexas.blogspot.com/

My yard is still a work in progress. I am awaiting my installation of grass and sprinkler system around the house. It was delayed to Sept. because of all the rain in Feb and March when it was supposed to go in, then it got too hot when all the rain stopped in May/June and I wanted to wait for cooler weather.

I also have entry fence and gate to install after the grass and all the activity is done. I would not need a gate, except the neighbor’s horses show up for a free meal in the pasture and just destroy the yard to get to it (big draft horses with huge feet).  It was not an expense I had wanted, but no choice. I am leaning towards the Priefert Ponderosa fencing and I may upgrade to a nice curved top gate and an opener, and also an overhead.  I like the rugged posts and the heavy rails that have color choices.


So I welcome Fall, once again,  and I can work outside and enjoy nature all around.

Hobby Lobby and HomeGoods

As usual, I have tried to get projects done around the house, inside and outside. Sometimes it feels a little overwhelming when the to-do list keeps getting longer, but in between bigger projects I try to focus on squeezing in the little quick and easy things that will get knocked off the list. Hobby Lobby and HomeGoods are great shopping excursions for unique items to fill a void in a corner or update some seasonal decor. I only go with a definite item or idea to look for, or else everything looks like a good idea and I come home with things I don’t need.

I have a powder room off the entry that I was determined to get a gallery wall put up on a tall narrow wall, and so it finally came together when I found a perfect print on clearance at Hobby Lobby on a quick trip to get graphite paper, for a Subway art piece I am working on of all our many house addresses over the years. That is a work in progress because it’s big and tedious. But the gallery wall idea just wasn’t coming together in my head until I saw the “Enjoy the Ride” framed print. Perfect. Sold.

powder room gallerywall

I got started with gathering all my frames I collected, inserting photos and pictures I had, and making templates of each frame to layout on the living room floor before committing to putting them on the wall. Much easier with templates first to arrange and re-arrange and mark where the nail goes. Then sticking them on the wall with painters tape, aligning them perfectly and putting a nail into the wall through the template is the easiest method.

Much of the art relates to places we have been, so the “Enjoy the Ride” relates well. Our many ski trips to Pagosa Springs and Wolf Creek, Colorado, and our ritual meal at The Big Texan in Amarillo on our way there, visits to Santa Fé and Taos on our way home, and a trip we took to New York years ago. We got that photo of the Twin Towers on our ferry ride to Ellis Island. The handpainted picture of a Santa Fé Catholic church, which we also toured, is one we bought from a street artist from New York, who lives in and paints Santa Fé life. The mirror wall opposite the toilet and gallery wall have a photo under the mirror our daughter took a few years ago one morning from our condo in Pagosa Springs of the snowy mountain range view we had. The colors were amazing.

It all worked out perfectly, and I am happy with the result. The powder room is almost done. I have a window curtain to finish, and maybe stencil the big blank wall in the toilet area in a gloss finish paint of the same wall color for a subtle decorative pattern. But now, I am so glad the gallery wall became what I envisioned.

Powder room vanity

powder room gallerywall

powder mirror wall