a blog about Kilt and her kids plus Trouble our JRT mascot.

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Sequim, Washington, United States

Wednesday, June 14, 2017


Oh, lucky me to be so fortunate to have so  many "close" friends.  What a wonderful time I had with Mel and Dr. Pam on Vashon Island.  The first B and B had a spectacular view of the water and beach access.  But, it was concrete, old wood, and metal inside.  It lacked any sort of comfiness.  The blankets, pillows, etc. were scratchy and starched.  Everything in the AirBNB was cheaply done without thought for comfort.
The one night Air BNB we spent in the forest, was immaculately decorated for comfort, convenience and relaxation.  Plus, our host made us raspberry scones because she knew we were getting up early for a handlers meeting.  Walking trails were close by.  It was lovely. (And, less expensive)  Hard to tell what you are getting when you are looking on line.  Always a surprise, sometimes pleasant, sometimes, not so pleasant.
But, I always know what I am getting in the way of FRIENDSHIP.  Good times prevailed.  We laughed long and hard, we ate well, and we visited as fast as we could talk.  This was Dr. Pam's first open field trial with Fly. They got to the top and back to the post all 3 times.  Champ got around a couple of times, but sloppily with no stops until close to me at the post.
There is always a bit of a let down when my guests leave, but now I will look forward to my  brother arriving over what would have been our Pop's 100th birthday on July 1st.  Here's to you Dad!

                                                                           Handler's meeting
                                                Hurricane Ridge with Yoko and half sister, Fly
                                                                         Moi on the Ridge
                                                     Kilt on the right with some of her kids
                                                              Champ on the cross drive
                                                       Being silly, Mel and Pam
                               Pam getting ready to run with a couple of shots of gin, LOL
                                Lake Crescent  Sister and brother, Fly and Champ
                        Fly convincing a black faced sheep to get moving with the rest of the group
                                                Girl bagpipers at the Vashon lunch break
                                     Champ visiting Carolynn Harwell's lambs in Enumclaw
                            Vashon island Sheepdog Classic, one of my top favorite trials

Wednesday, May 31, 2017


An aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.

I believe that sums up my life, certainly it has become more clearly apparent after moving to Sequim.

I more often than not appear to be in the right place at the right time.  Is that my woman's intuition or is that fate?  One thing I have learned is to listen to my inner voice.

Can I control my destiny?  I'm not sure about that.  I did make the right move to Sequim.  I knew where I would be moving to for over 20 years.

I know I cannot control how other people feel or their level of commitment.  If I would trust my gut a bit more I wouldn't end up hurt.  It pays to listen to your inner voice.  I have found that it is usually correct.  It has taken me almost my whole life to trust that voice :)

I make friends easily and I cherish dear friendships, whether just chance meetings or lifelong friendships.  I have a few long time boyfriends, but most of my friends are women.  I find that I am being introduced to quite a few female partnerships of late.

What do I make of that?  If someone brings you happiness, I'm all for it.  Yes, there is always the chance of being hurt, but love and companionship are worth taking the risk.  I feel women are more honest and open.  Not all, but most.

Where am I going with this?  I'm not sure.  But, I want to let those special women and men in my life know how much their 'caring' has meant to me, especially with the pending divorce.  Heartbreak is heartbreak.  We have all been there.  Those that have taken the time to call or privately message me, or have sent cards, I want you to know I appreciate you.


I leave you with my daily Buddha quote of the morning:

"It is all up to us.  We are the ones who have to keep looking at our thoughts, looking for the nature of our mind.  There is nobody else in control of our lives, our experiences, our freedom or our bondage."

Thursday, May 18, 2017

Letting Go

A friend sent me some thoughts on "letting go..."

I have forgiven myself for being dense about my relationship that spanned almost 4 decades.  Dense as in playing the nursing role of the savior without regard for MY feelings.
I have forgiven my husband.

Denial Anger Bargaining Depression and Acceptance

I think I can honestly say I'm through the first 3 steps.  I'm somewhere in between depression and acceptance.  It's hard to "accept" when you are in the throes of a divorce.

I will be able to truly "Let Go" when all of this courtroom crap is over.  So forgive me, I'm a blogger. I journal.  It makes me feel better and hopefully, it will help someone else along the way.

I take good care of myself.  I manage my health and my dogs the best as I can.  And, I'm still darn happy to wake up every morning in this wonderful place where I live.

Monday, May 8, 2017

Round one

Okay, the Friday hearing was rather painless. The judge awarded me temporary maintenance support (That's what they call alimony in Washington state).

Round two will not be that painless.  We BOTH have to appear in a settlement conference with a judge and our attorney's present.  If we can't come to a mutual agreement, we will have to pay beaucoup bucks to have a judge in Superior court make the decisions.

This too shall pass, just not soon enough.

Several days after coming home I hear a very large yelp and saw Yoko hobbling on 3 legs.  I carried her to the house, immediately thinking "cruciate tear."  I have never had a dog with one, but I know it is something we all worry about.  Yoko runs down the hill in the wet grass and spins eyeing up her brother.  Ugh.

I made her an appointment at Seattle Specialists at the end of the month and will be taking her to an equine/canine rehab specialist tomorrow.  Yoko isn't allowed to play with her brother.  She has to go out and do her business with Trouble.  Sad, sad Yoko.  She is not limping, but appears 'unstable.'  I just can't pinpoint it and I'm not trained enough in 'drawer signs' to palpate her knee.  One moment I think one or both knees are gone and in another moment I think it is lumbar sacral disc.  The rehab specialist will go over her with a fine tooth comb and make suggestions for cold laser, swimming, etc.

At least she doesn't appear in pain while being quiet in the house.  I re-enrolled her in 6 weeks of nosework to keep her mentally challenged. She most definitely is not happy with the decrease of her meals to go along with her rest.  Yoko is my food hound.  I'm trying to give her more pumpkin while throwing in some vegas for her to make up the difference.

Vashon is coming up and I haven't had much time to work Champ.  When I last looked he was still number 5 on the wait list.  There just has been too much to do here with the grass knee high and time for weeding and other types of business.

My handyman who sometimes works here is too busy this season to help me out much with odd jobs and yard work.  So.....I'm on my own.  I thought by May Wayne would be here.  Way wrong there Corrigan.  So, I will do the best i can do.  That's all I can....

Between dogs, me, volunteer duties, jury duty coming up along with this week being the Irrigation Festival, I'm busier than I would like to be!  May wishes my grandson a Happy Birthday, plus it's Trouble's 15th birthday and the 2 year marker of the passing of Jet.

Enjoy your Spring.  I certainly am enjoying the slightly warmer weather and a few days here and there without rain.  Make contentment your criterion of prosperity.