Last night, at about 2:30 am, I woke to THAT NOISE. I’ve heard them many times…it still makes my hair stand on end a little, but the difference this time … they sounded CLOSE.
I’m talking about the pack of Coyotes in the forest. They sounded a bit like this, but a LOT louder/closer and much more agitated.
I couldn’t get back to sleep until almost 5:00 am it freaked me out so much. They have several sounds, and this pack had obviously just made a kill.
Killin’ time is usually when we hear them at night….it gets very frenzied sounding and I don’t seem to be able to get used to it. In the past, they always sounded like they were several ridges over, but last night I could have sworn they were only on the other side of our hill….maybe a couple of hundred yards. Luckily, the Minors slept through that one.
Not cool. Too close.
I was relieved to see both fawns alive and well this morning.
I decided to spiffy up the living room by rearranging some art and FINALLY reorganizing those annoying bookshelves. Better, I think. Still room for improvement, but in case you haven’t figured it out by now…nothing is ever finished, it’s always a work in progress…and anything can change, at any time.
I brought my Chinese Pug painting by Paul Edelstein in from the bedroom and I think I like it there.
As for the shelves, I moved out all the classic literature paperbacks, which was a significant chunk! Now they are in an upstairs closet ready for The Minors first English Lit class. The rest of the books are still filling up the bottom cabinets, but neatly stacked now. Need. More. Shelves.
Going through all the books got my spring fever kickin’…I don’t think I’ve mentioned my love for all things Sir Terence Conran and Diarmuid Gavin… I possibly have all their gardening books…it’s a sickness. I can’t WAIT to get the landscaping finished.
Below is a perfect example of why I never have enough bookshelves. I picked this up at an estate sale for $1.00, who wouldn’t?
Look at it…a nice condition, hardback biography of Zelda Fitzgerald, not to mention a fab cover. How could you NOT want to read that? Have I? Well, not yet…but I WILL. I have lots of these….sigh.
We spent Valen-New Year hanging out in front of the fire in here…eating spicy pork pot-stickers for lunch and Gorgonzola fondue for dinner. Don’t ya love days like that?
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We lost our beloved, devoted, yet slightly crazy dog last year…she didn’t hang on long enough to make the move….but she was 12 and had a good, full life. She was a Vizsla we sometimes called Poochina…who was our first baby – our parental training wheels, so to speak.
The Minors saw her birthday on my iCal and said we needed to do something special to remember her today…and that I should NEVER delete her birthday from the calendar!
I think she would have had a love/hate relationship with this house. When we’d bring her over during renovations, she loved laying on all that green shag, but the catwalk to the upstairs bedrooms really freaked her out. She’d have loved the fireplaces, but would have hated seeing all the wildlife invading her “turf”!
Amazingly patient with the Minors…a gem of a dog. You are truly missed! Muah! Wherever you are!
UPDATE: The Things thought I should show that Poochina was actually my second Vizsla. My first was another gorgeous female who was my 5th birthday present…and adored for 16 years.
