In other news, it's been rainy here for the last 2 days, and we're enjoying it. The weather is cool, which is a great change from the mind numbing heat of the summer. I'm still a little nervous about what winter will be like here. Everything we read said the winters are mild, but then everything we read claimed the cost of living was so much less here. People lie.
For now, though, we're enjoying the cool rainy days. Although, I can't speak for the animals.
Yesterday, it was raining hard enough that we didn't take the dogs for a walk. We also missed going for a walk on Friday because my foot has been giving me a lot of issues lately (probably because of this cool rainy spell, but whatever). So this morning when we took them for a walk, they went nuts! Sorry, Zack went nuts. He's a very high energy dog; doberman and huntaway- a NZ sheep dog bred to herd the flocks up and down the mountains all day- are the most recognizable breeds in him. We learned early on that he's next to impossible to wear out.
But he also doesn't like rain.
He loves water! Pond, river, ocean, puddle? He's in it! He hasn't been in a pool yet, but that's because he hasn't had the opportunity. But rain? That's a whole pile of nope. So when he went running out back yesterday morning for his early morning patrol of the yard, the breaks went on so fast he almost sat down as he hit the edge of the covered patio and realized that it was raining. Toby just stood on the patio looking confused.
The weird thing is- Zack is from New Zealand! He's never liked rain though. Whole months of his life were spent huddling inside until the need to pee forced him out in the weather where he'd do his business as fast as possible and run back inside to be toweled off. Of course, going for walks in the rain weren't so much of an issue. We've got a seriously heavy duty rain coat for him, and he actually enjoys wearing it. We don't have one for Toby yet since in two years living in California we got a sum total of 5 inches of rain. And I think that was over 3 days. It looks like we may have to get Toby a rain coat now, though.
And then there's the cat.
In New Zealand, she had a fun little game where she would go out her cat door at the front of the house, circle around the house, sit at the back door and meow pitifully so that I would let her in and towel her off. As soon as I put her down, she would make a bee line for the cat door, and do it all over again. Usually, she would do three times before I threatened not to dry her off the next time (an empty threat, but still), and she would find a warm spot to curl up and take a nap.
She's forgotten how to deal with the rain. In California, we couldn't let her out of the house. Now, however, she enjoys her mornings in the yard hunting bugs and lizards (she has eaten so many lizards!). The last two mornings, she has sat on the edge of the patio staring at the rain with pure hatred. This morning she turned the accusation on Steve. "Why?" she seemed to ask. "We lived for two years in a place it never rained, and you lock me inside. We move here, where it rains, you let me out. Sadistic bastards." She seems to enjoy the lizards, though.
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| Cute, right? |
Steve and I have been busy, organizing mostly. But I also carved out enough time to finish my Halloween project I started a few weeks ago. I got inspiration from an online project: mason jar ghosts.
But, in my typical style, I just couldn't do it. I couldn't do the mason jar thing. I had to make it mine.
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| I'm not happy with the ghost, but I love everything else. |
Steve's put a kibosh on buying more Halloween decorations this year because we don't have enough room to store the stuff we already have. Which is a valid point, but I really love the 5 foot tall skeletons at Costco. He's promised me next year I can get a life sized skeleton.
I'm going to push for a 6 footer.
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