THE GUARDIAN

I am up here in the far north. . . the land of 16 hour days! I'm house-sitting for some English folk, and this magnificent beast is part of the deal. My new pal, Bailey. He's 7 mo old and just a sweet heart. The mellowest puppy I have ever met! As you might notice, he is part wolf. Timber, Arctic,Gray and then has some malamute thrown in.When instructed on the feeding of Bailey, I was told that he liked brekkie and tea. I was nonplussed that a wolf liked tea and curious how I was to fix him tea. Large pot brewing special English tea or was he more of the herbal type? So I asked exactly how would I do that? Answer: "Just give him half a can of dog food and a scoop of biscuits(kibble)!"

I had no idea that it is customary in England where "tea" refers to an evening meal.
Guess it is "tea time" for the cats,fish and birds as well!
Bon Appétit!

STOCKHOLM SYNDROME

I am writing this blog to squelch any rumors that I have disappeared off the face of the earth! I am also writing this blog under great duress. I am currently being held hostage in an undisclosed location in Nelson, BC. All the leaves are green,but the sky is grey (mamas & papas, blah, blah,blah) and it feels like a winter day!! My captivators, whom, of course I regard with much kindness and empathy, and also feel like I am falling deeply and passionately in love, have threatened to remove all my privileges, including shower, shave, and eating, etc, but HAVE promised to take me for a ride in the trunk of their car (the true Sicilian way) if I will only make some sort of effort to blog.
(that last sentence has exhausted me but I am so excited about the ride!!)
So here I am in the far north. . . Spectacular scenery along the way. And because I traveled alone, I could actually stop and take a few pics.

My captor is waiting. . . she has the collar and leash . . .
. . .OK, that is for Pony Girl.
I was worried there for a moment.