Friday, July 1, 2016

Happy Canada Day!

And yes I know,  I haven't been around much.   Not much to say,  and anything that pops into my pea brain usually gets dismissed as just more drivel.   There's enough crap on line,  don't you think?

Anyway,  we're getting some much needed rain here today,  in spite of it being "Canada Day" and all. I'm pretty sure rain is not permitted,  but then again, it'll likely clear up by later tonight.
Just in time to scare the bejeepers out of all the dogs that can't quite tolerate loud far off unexplained noises.

Speaking of which,  Daughter Number Two and Son-in-law just so happened to have adopted another dog (yes,  they now have two),   and aptly named him "Pugsly".  
He's a pug/something or other mix, go figure.
It turns out that,  and they knew this going in,   Pugsly is as deaf as a post.   Seriously.  Unless he smells you coming,  a skill he has aptly demonstrated whenever food comes in the door,  chiefly in the form of take-out, he hasn't a clue if you're around or not.
Meanwhile their first dog Kermit has always been terrified of thunder.  To the point that,  they had to get him a "thunder shirt" to try and keep him from virtually shaking himself out of his skin.
Now here's something interesting.   Having endured at least a couple thunder storms since the arrival of Pugsly,  Kermit has now become much more tolerant/immune/whatever to thunder.
Seems that,  if your buddy sitting right next to you has absolutely no reaction whatsoever to all those loud noises outside?  Maybe you just need to quit being such a big ole scaredy-cat?  And calm the hell down!   So,  you can make any assumptions you'd like about "dog psychology",  but I just thought that was interesting.  

Don't you love these little tidbits?

Clearing up by later tonight will be a good thing,  as I'll be on the boat for the next three days.   Emphasis on days.  I don't do overnights on the boat.
Just well,  no desire.
It's an annual thing that's been going on for about eight years now, having to do with something called  GHYRA.
And in case you're reluctant to click on that link,  that stands for "Greater Hamilton Yacht Racing Association".    This event involves basically sailing for the next week to such exotic locals as Oakville and Youngstown, N.Y.   I'm only going to race the first two days,  and then hook up with the boat on Friday again to sail from Newport to Bronte.
Should be fun.  I did a couple days last year.  I find that a couple days out on the water is just about enough for me.  No matter how much sun block I slather on,  between the sun in the sky and the sun off the water,  I'm just a bit pooched after two days.  
Just the same,  I'll head back out on Friday.

Of course,  a lot of the participants simply live on their boats for the week,  which can be said of the skipper and one of the crew.  Like I said before,  I have very little desire. I guess I'm just at that point where,  I'd much prefer to sleep in me own bed.  Thanks.

Even when we had the RV,  I was still "sleeping in my own bed".   There's a lot to be said for that.

Speaking of sailing,  we're well into our Tuesday night outings.  We've pretty much sucked in terms of our performance on the race course,  but as was brought forth after our evening out this past week,  "we're getting a little bit too old for this".
Just the same,  I wear my knee pads and keep the Tylenol handy.  Not about to pack it in just yet.

(Of course,  most every Wednesday I wonder just why my knees are kinda hurtin'...)

I've only included this pic of one of our competitors sailing by before the start of the race to point out the colour of the sky there.
After the first leg I think it was,  we very quickly hauled out our foul weather gear,  since it proceeded to rain like crazy.   Of course,  even though we were relatively dry,  all the sails that we had up got soaked,  which means having to hoist everything up again once at the slip and wait patiently.
You might think that it was raining at the slip as well?   Well no.  Didn't get a drop on land,  where we needed it.

I guess that's all I got.   They're calling for good weather after today,  so that would be a good thing. Sailing in the rain is certainly do-able,  but just as happily avoided.
Hey,  who knows,  I might take some pictures?

Until next time.

Thanks for stopping by.


  1. Hey nice to hear from you Bob it's been a while. The boating sounds like fun but not my bag, We like the rv lifestyle, move around, new places etc and sleep in our own bed. You know the drill, been there done that.
    At least you enjoying life and getting out,
    Dog's will be dogs and keep people company even with their issues.

  2. We all have to have our hobbies but after owning a small boat years ago that I could only use for a few months of the year I now prefer solid ground.
    That was a cute idea giving Pugsly a home in order to calm the other little guy by example.
    We all have those days where there is little to talk about but use the blog as a means of reminding ourselves that we actually did something more than just sitting on our laurels.
    Be Safe and Enjoy!

    It's about time.

  3. It's the Maritimes where all the good weather is this year.

  4. Welcome to grand dog #2. Our oldest is terrified of thunder storms ( even with the thunder shirt ). The youngest was not bothered until Carmeh kept stressing out so now we have 2 dogs that freakout. However Carmeh went death last January ( actually the severity changes from day to day ) and so she no longer reacts too much unless it is a very loud and deep thunder. However the younger ones still trembles. Maybe it will get better for us.


Well, I've been getting too many spam comments showing up. Just a drag, so we'll go another route and hope that helps. So, we won't be hearing anything more from Mr. Nony Moose.
I guess I'll just have to do without that Gucci purse.