Shea got the foster brothers ready for their last vaccination at the shelter today. Leaving them there for a few hours was heartbreaking, as they did not know we would be back soon. I hope the next time I leave them (after they get neutered) will be when they’re going to their forever home. It’s great that we can help keep these two out of the kennels.
Of course, they were thrilled when we brought them back. I’m so glad we will have them for the holidays after what was a very dark year in many, MANY ways.
This was a spontaneous shot that Shea took of me and four dogs (the two fosters and my two babies) after a wonderful dinner he made for Hugh and me last night. I didn’t realize that all four dogs were up on that couch with me, but Hugh was there with his dogs off-screen. You can see a tuft of Buster at the bottom of this picture. The four on the couch with me were probably looking for a short break from Zin and Buster, who I always enjoy seeing.
Shea made me nervous running backward around the pool at our friends’ house yesterday, but it was adorable that the three dogs here wagged their tails furiously and followed him like the Pied Piper. Bonnie wisely kept out of this high-risk activity, but everyone was unharmed in filming this video.
In the backyard in the rain with the dogs, including the foster brothers. We’re all ready for the longer days after the solstice with more warmth and light.
I hope to be told that I can start packing to return home in the next month or two. I don’t have a confirmed target date, but I was specifically told NOT to make any travel plans for the next few months, which feels fantastic!
Meanwhile, I think very conscientiously about where the items in my rental will end up when I go home. Here are some pieces I’ve recently “acquired” by looking in less obvious places for things one cannot just get in the ordinary course. I have been enjoying Facebook marketplace and Etsy more than ever, especially for some of the custom or one-of-a-kind things that will mean so much to me, including this framed Streisand picture.
I love my newest Streisand acquisition, which I got on Etsy, and how I have it lit here with some of my other Barbrabilia. Some of you know that I lost most of my Streisand collectibles in my fire in January, and they were so unique and large that they will never be replaced. They were just things and nothing compared to my lost pets, but I will miss them too as they were a part of my life for decades. I also always had a connection to my dad who was a fervent Streisand fan himself, even though it made my mom jealous. He obviously had good taste. When I was 14 I was scanning through the channels and came upon Funny Girl. My life changed that day as I saw exactly what he was telling people when they dared to suggest anyone else was a better singer.
Until today I had never seen these pictures of Bonnie a volunteer took before I met, fostered, and adopted Bonnie. That person added me on Instagram. I noticed the HSNB logo and started to peruse the animals on the feed. Bonnie was among the dogs that were featured.
It still amazes me that she had been in the shelter for a year, but to most people adopting a blind dog is daunting, not to mention the medical expenses that she came with even before her eyes were removed. These pictures were taken long before her bilateral enucleation, of course. I am grateful every day that she’s my little girl now, even though she can sound like a tremendous dragon when she growls, usually to protect me when I don’t want her to. After getting professional dog training, Shea and I are much more adept at calming her down and acknowledging her real and understandable fear.
I’m displaying very minimalist (so unlike me) xmas decorations this year in the rental. I have these two ceramic trees that my mom hand-painted which survived the fire, but I’m already looking forward to decorating my home when I’m back for xmas 2025. A surprising amount of my holiday decorations survived the fire since the garage was relatively untouched, but I don’t even feel like transporting them over here.
Yesterday was Shea, Greg, and Steve’s first time at the Vallejo Victorian House tour, which is another Madhatter event. This year the kickoff was at the Car Museum in Vallejo which I had never been to. What an incredible jewel, but sadly I hear it is rarely open to the public and may be closing down. I even heard that many other vehicles have regularly been swapped in and out. I didn’t realize how much I would geek out at car museums until I went to the one in Danville, and now every opportunity I have to see a car show I go to it. I was a Matchbox car fan as a kid, but I was one of those (gay) nerds who never liked them to get dirty like my brother’s Hotwheels cars. Anyway, I hope these exhibits will somehow be shared with the public going forward. This would be such a magnet for Vallejo tourism. Here is just a taste of the exhibits at the lovely welcome reception we had with good food, live music, etc.
Bonnie is chipper morning with her foster brothers Calvin and Hobbes. It doesn’t last, but it’s nice while it does.
Calvin had no problem running up the stairs while following Snoopy, but Hobbes really needed some encouragement. When he was left out he made a scream that sounded like a witch’s cackle, so Shea tried to help him learn. Eventually, he just grew tired of being left out and now he runs up and down like nothing. This reminded me of building Bonnie’s confidence with the process, but she’s blind! This is Shea’s filming of Hobbes steps lesson:
Calvin and Hobbes wrestle with each other in the bedroom. Shea tried to capture them following Snoopy in lockstep, but they moved so fast!
We are emergency fostering these two brothers who were tied up and abandoned at the fence of the Humane Society of the North Bay yesterday. Calvin and Hobbes are lovely even though on the drive to the house with us they were extremely nervous. These poor pups had quite a dramatic day yesterday. I’m so glad they had the loving touch of the great staff and volunteers at HSNB. Shea is very patient with them while we keep them safe and warm until they can eventually find a forever home, but they are on a mandatory three-day hold. They are about a year old and very healthy from what we can tell. Look at their amazing eyes.
Here are all four of them on the couch with me. You can barely see Snoopy who is the only one with his eyes open.
You’ll hear me refer to them as Ernie and Bert, but we had to change their names since those were used so often recently at the shelter.