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Do you know how many organizations there are in the Ottawa and eastern Ontario region that rescue and find homes for abandoned, unwanted and homeless dogs?  Twenty-eight.  And each facility lists a sizeable number of dogs, making hundreds of potential best-friends waiting and hoping for a family and a permanent home.

This includes not only city-run facilities like shelters but also independently run rescues, both breed-specific and not.

Many of the dogs who wind up in non-profit, volunteer-run rescues are from far away and have been pulled from shelters where they were days or hours away from being euthanized.  Many of these dogs were picked up as strays and many of them were surrendered by owners who could no longer care for them.  They come in all shapes and sizes, all ages, all temperaments and all stages of obedience.  But they all share one thing:  through no fault of their own, they were born into this world and then they were discarded.

It shocks me how many discarded dogs are looking for homes.  And yet, when looking for a new canine member of the family, so many people still look in the classifieds, online or on bulletin boards to find that ‘perfect’ puppy.   They go to advertised breeders and have in mind a specific type of dog or a specific “look”.  They often don’t research the breed they’re about to share the next ten to fifteen years of their lives with.  They don’t meet the dog’s parents, they don’t sign a contract that promises they will return the dog to the breeder should they not be able to keep it.  They don’t imagine this puppy will end up being riddled with health issues because it was created as a “designer” dog.  They don’t consider whether or not this breeder is reputable, that is, how the breeding parents are vetted (health, temperament, genetic predispositions, etc.), how often the dogs are bred, their reasons for breeding and last, but not least, what kinds of conditions the dogs are living in.

Not all breeders are bad and not all rescues are good.  But all dogs deserve to be given a chance after they’ve been cast aside.

If you’re thinking of adding a dog to your family, please visit the website for Canada’s Guide to Dogs here.  There is a comprehensive list of organizations where rescued dogs may be adopted (the adoption fee takes into consideration the cost of running the rescue), reputable breeders, as well as breed information that will help you decide which kind of dog is for you.

"I was discarded."

“I was discarded.”

Today, mountains of snow, fallen before Christmas, are melting.  The sky is grey, the air is almost warm, but the streets are dirty and the remaining snow is granular and sticky ….

Days like this are so predictable here; they usually arrive with ironic precision around Winterlude time, but this year, they are thwarting any possible January opening for our record-long skating rink along the canal.

So this kind of dreary day demands a serious interlude.  I present you with beach, ocean, cloudy blue sky (hey? you gonna be picky?), warmth and a marguerita, for good measure.  Enjoy.

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I have to thank my good friend Barb for this.

Not because she took the picture but because she said, “Why don’t you sit out on your front porch?”  To which I replied, “There’s no room.”

Well, clearly as you can see, there is room.  And we loved doing just so this past spring and summer.

It was mid-May and the weather was glorious.

And all the most intoxicating flowers were in bloom:  honeysuckle, lilac and lily of the valley.

Hold that thought  …

These October days are full of surprises.  Sometimes the mornings are blissful and Skye decides its warm enough to jump into the beyond after a barely distinguishable stick.

And there are a few more opportunities on our afternoon walks to relish the shocking reds and golds against the blue, blue skies.

And we walk along, breathing in the crisp autumn air.  Loving the wispy green of grass, the crisp leaves  underfoot and the silence that this time of year brings.

There is such beauty if you stop to look.

I relish these walks.  They bring me to a place where I can breathe again; something we all need in such a hectic world.

Take time.  Find a place to walk.  Take a dog with you.  It only makes the experience 100 times better…

I feel the need for a little pick me up.

“A Margarita and a Nutella crepe please.”

Dinner is served.

Border collie smile.  Nothing beats it.  :c)

Back in August I went on a trip with my very good friend, Patti, and trekked to both Chanticleer and Longwood Gardens in Pennsylvania.

Funnily enough, she warned me that Longwood would be a disappointment after we had visited Chanticleer (see my post on this wondrous garden to understand what she meant).  I foolishly believed her.  So when we approached the entry building and saw these wonderful plantings, I said to myself  “Really?”  Readers, what do you think?

What an interesting take on a green, white and silver garden.

I would never, ever in my entire life think of combining this pale Sanseveria with ghost fern, giant white periwinkle and euphorbia!

*Swoon*

I love this combination, in fact, I just love papyrus.  Especially in planters.  A great alternative to grasses.

What I loved about this elegant entrance garden is the way in which it sets the stage for what’s inside:

Glorious displays of colour.  And more unexpected combinations.  Here, its a squat Agave surrounded by fan flower and in the right background those spiky, vertical plants are actually a form of Sanseveria (S. cylindrica)!

And in case you thought that the gardeners at Longwood (over 500 of them!) had a thing for cool colours only, you’re most definitely wrong.

See?

Does this whet (Patricia?) your appetite?

More Longwood coming…. ;c)

Recently I was given a tip by another dog butler about a wonderful place to walk your canine employer.  This one is a good 45 minutes west of Ottawa, up the Valley, just a step away from Fitzroy Harbour.  It is the Morris Island Conservation Area and it is, in a word, picturesque.

Going to places like these I always have to keep an eye out for poison ivy, since my skin seems to be a magnet for it.  Sure enough, I did spot a lot of it along the pathways, and encouraged Skye to avoid it so it wouldn’t be transferred onto my hands from her coat.

Does she look like she’s having fun to you?  Of course; she’s just had a swim!

Do you see what I see?

This is a bottle or closed gentian (Gentiana andrewsii), a glorious native wildflower that favours moist woodlands and meadows.  It relies on rolly polly bumblebees for pollination since they are the only flying insect strong enough to pry open the closed petals and retrieve the pollen.  What a treat it was to see it!

Go and pay a visit to this lovely spot.  It’s well worth the drive with your canine buddy.  Dogs, of course, must be on leash and anything they deposit must be taken away with you.

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