Tennis Balled

Sparky left HBHQ this morning after Flip and Janet got back from their winter excursion. Being the good dog owners that we are, we thought we’d get Sydney used to being the only dog in the house by getting out her toys that were in hiding during Sparky’s stay.

Sydney seemed a little mixed about the toys, so we decided to play a game of “Pug In The Middle” with the tennis ball. Basically, it’s keep away with a fancy name. Hannah and I sit on opposite ends of the hallway and roll the ball back and forth at various speeds while the pug in the middle tries to get the tennis ball.balled

Sydney was pretty into the game, and proved to be semi-skilled at it. Before long she was resembling Patrick Roy in his goal keeping hey-day.

“Okay, time to step it up a notch”, I thought to myself, and introduced the bounce pass. Perfect. The second coming of Roy wasn’t able to stop it, but she seemed to have a plan for the next pass, because she crouched down low to the floor with her tail wagging at full speed while she waited for Hannah’s return volley.

I should point out that neither Hannah nor myself really want to be the one who lets the pug in the middle win, even if she does slightly resemble a talented hockey goal tender.

When Hannah saw Sydney crouch down she knew she had to put a little extra on it to sneak by.

BLAM!

Hannah scorched a one hopper that that Sydney ended up taking directly in the face. I can’t tell for certain, but I think Sydney’s nose just got a little flatter. What I do know is that she’s walking around like a boxer who just finished up 10 rounds. Left eye at half mast. I’m pretty sure she got a little Dunlop fuzz in there, and isn’t too pleased.

Actually, she’s refusing to re-enter the game. So much for my goal-tending pug on YouTube video.

Sunday with Sydney

Looking out from the bluff above the train tracks

Hannah and I took the Dogpound out to Carkeek Park for a little change of scenery on Sunday.  I think they liked it.  I know I did.  I pass the park all the time on my train commute, but I’ve never really spent any time down there.  I came away quite impressed and I think I’ll be spending more time there.  In fact, I think I’m going to try and make this Sunday excursion a more regular thing*.   I probably won’t want to go to Carkeek all the time, but maybe I should do some exploring of the cool areas to get outside and play around here.  I’ll call it “Sunday’s with Sydney”.  Oh man, this kind of has the sound of a New Year’s resolution to it.  Good thing I didn’t think of it until late January.

* Notice how I used the term “more regular” to avoid actually pinning down any sort of timeline for the trips and the posts that should come with them to prove I actually did the trip.  I’m going to try and keep a schedule of a couple trips a month.  Can I do it?  We’ll see.

Oh, What a Night!

Jin's Party Group

Last night Barry and I were planning on relaxing at home, but it started snowing and  Kurt & Debbie stopped by. The rule around here is that when it snows those two come-a-callin’! Okay, so maybe they happened to stop by the last time it snowed, but I like the idea of that rule.

Boys being BoysWe decided to head to Kirkland to celebrate our friend Jin’s birthday at an Irish pub and  to rock on to some live music. Chach & Brian were there and Chaya and I had flashbacks to visiting Izak in DC….and wearing our tourist  gear at concert that clearly was not meant to attract fleece wearing PNW girls.  I might have been the only girl there last night sportin’ a Chach & Hannahwool turtleneck. I digress, I digress.

Although Jamie did warn me that Jin had requested skirts, I made the decision to stick to my wool shield. What was I thinking?  Luckily, I had my dancing shoes on and we were able to cut some rug. Phew!

At one point, Barry posted-up next to a super tall guy that he, Jeff and Kurt had spotted. Barry wanted to see how close he came to this tall guy with super curly hair. Barry & Tall GuySince I was feeling camera happy (can you tell?) I decided to document this…..but when curly guy turned around, I was surprised to find out that I knew him! He’s from Anacortes!

Deb, our fearless driver, took us to visit Unbahl’s house before heading back to HBHQ…..Oh, what a night.