My baby turns 16

Chase, my purebred Yorkshire Terrier, turns 16 today.

We all have memories associated with 9/11, mainly terrorist attack related.

For me 9/11 is very special because Chase was born on this day.

I bought my first house in May 1994. Most people are thrilled to buy their own home because it is a sign of success. I was thrilled because that it meant I could get a dog.

Growing up I loved animals, bugs, birds, etc. I felt a connection to all living things and dogs were at the top of that list.

I moved in to my home and settled in. In the fall I started thinking more seriously about getting a dog. I read books and researched to figure out what dog breed would be a good fit for me. My main criteria was a non-shedding breed. I read books on Yorkshire Terriers. I was almost directed away from them because I read they were hard to housebreak.

Not Chase. He was so easy to house train. He just seemed to understand what I wanted of him. He even scratched at the door when he needed to go potty. I remember the first time he scratched at the door. I was shocked. I didn't know how he learned to do that but he just started doing it. It took two weeks to house train him. I am not kidding you.

When I got Chase he weighed a whopping 2.5 pounds. He was beyond adorable(and still is, in my opinion).

I am grateful every day Chase is alive. A Yorkshire Terrier's life expectancy is 12-15 years. What a gift that he has surpassed this milestone. I keep hoping for at least a couple more!

Chase is small(but a giant in Yorkie terms - he is at the top of the standard; 9 pounds) but he has a huge personality. He is always on the hunt for food. If he isn't sleeping, he is looking for food.

He loves to eat. He lives to eat.

Interestingly he loves to eat hibiscus flowers. When I had a hibiscus tree in the house he would inhale those flowers whenever one would drop to the floor. I would even find him on his hind legs getting into the pot, hoping to find more spent flowers.

Sometimes I would find him standing next to the tree, whining. He would look at me, then look up at the plant, then back at me. Yes, Chase. I know what you are trying to tell me but you know what? There are no flowers to give you!

This summer Greg purchased two hibiscus plants to decorate the back deck area.

Chase smelled out the hibiscus flowers.

It is obvious Chase has been here.

Caught in the act!

Is that tasty, Chase?

Chase, you didn't finish your snack!

Everyday with this guy is an adventure and a gift. He brings me so much joy, happiness and peace.

Sometimes he has accidents in the house now. I can't blame him, really. His human age equivalent is 112!!!

Boy, I love this guy.

Happy Birthday Chase!!

Plucky Primo meets Ophidian

I was lucky enough to snag some Plucky Primo (70.20.5 Extra fine italian merino, cashmere, nylon blend) in a recent shop update in "Listen to the Wine".

When I received the yarn I swooned. It was the most perfect color. It is aubergine, eggplant with fine, subtle shading of pinkish wine. It is to die(dye) for!!!

On a recent trip up to the Anacortes Arts Festival with Michale and Melinda, we stopped by Wild Fiber on the way home. They had a sample of Sivia Harding's Ophidian.

I have so many shawl's on my To Do list. Something about this pattern and this yarn made me shout with joy. I had to do this pattern, with this yarn!

According to the pattern I should have been able to get 4 repeats of the main pattern. I finished the fourth pattern repeat and I knew I would not have enough for the edging. I frogged the one repeat(yes, it was painful) and then continued with the edging.

The particulars:

Yarn: Plucky Primo
Needles: Addi lace US5, 3.75mm
Finished measurement: wingspan 48 inches, depth 24 inches.




This pattern was a breeze to complete. I finished it in about a week and a half. If you are an experienced lace knitter you can whip this out. The lace is easy to memorize and adding the beads breaks up the monotony.

I chuckle at photos of myself. I have decided as I get older that growing my hair out is a thing of the past. When I was less sure of myself I really hated the wingy dingy things on the sides of my neck. With longer hair I could hide them. I would call them the Samurai wings. I rejected these hairy bits, wishing for cleaner lines. Now I embrace my ancestry. They are out on full display in the photo above.

Note: this is my first blog entry using my iPad. I'm using an app called Blogpress. They also have an app for the iPhone. For some reason using the browser directly logging in to Blogger on the iPad does not work properly.