Saturday, October 24, 2009

Adding to the Family


Took the plunge and adopted this little guy from the Puyallup Animal Rescue today. I found him on Petfinder last week, and Anne and I went to meet him at the PetSmart in Puyallup where his foster mom and Sally from the Animal Rescue were waiting for us.

And, by us, I also mean Dudley. It was crucial that he like this little guy, and they did seem to hit it off.

So, he came home with us.

The kids at his foster home named him "Digil"...whatever that means. I decided to call him "Motley", because of his mottled coat.

So far, so good.......but about an hour into his time in the house he started peeing on everything. So he's in a crate now. I've been taking him outside to go potty, and sometimes he gets it and sometimes he doesn't.

So, here we go again! But you should see he and Dudley playing together. Very cute!!! And it's very good to have two puppies in the house again.

He won't replace Abbey, but he's a good addition.


Halloween Houses


People go all out with Halloween decorations in my neighborhood. Dudley and I were walking to the Post Office the other day and here's a couple highlights:

These folks are just insane:

But you KNOW they've got a great sense of humor. Here's a close-up shot. My favorite part is Santa in the black mask.

These guys know that Jolly Old St. Nick is really a thief, waiting to rob you of your presents! (he's also wearing a cape--ode to Zorro, perhaps?)


These folks have a cute Halloween ghost tree too, but notice, on the left there's also a vampire hanging by a noose!

And this house is clever, just because I've never seen enormous spiders from space taking over a house like this. (don't look, Colleen!)


And then, Mr. Pumpkin Scarecrow welcomes you with his happy smile. Subtle but nice!





Sunday, October 18, 2009

Sex and the City

I think watching the King County Executive debate the other night between Susan Hutchison and Dow Constantine got me thinking about Seattle and its' relationship to strong, successful women.

The above photo is of Debbie Armstrong (courtesy Seattle Times). She's from Seattle, and in 1984, she won the Gold Medal in the Women's Giant Slolam at the Winter Olympics in Sarajevo. She was just 20 years old at the time.

After she won, I remember the city kind of cobbled together a celebration of her victory.

It was as if somebody at City Hall thought; "Oh yeah, we got a Gold Medal. Whatever." (then, had it been fashionable at the time, they probably would have made that "w" sign with their index fingers and thumbs)

The parade was short, cheesy and not very special. Traffic barely stopped for 5 minutes. Very few people came downtown to see our Olympian.

I got the feeling that nobody thought it was a big deal, until the very last minute, when somebody pulled some strings.

I was assigned to cover the parade, and celebration. Charlie Royer was Mayor at the time, and I remember he made a little presentation to Debbie after the parade. She was so happy. She had the hugest smile on her face the whole time, holding up her medal for everyone to see, and just sitting back and delighting in the moment.

But that was kind of it. There were no other significant celebrations for Debbie, who now teaches skiing in California, and calls herself "Deb". No parks, streets, city conference rooms...nothing is named for her.

Always thought we could have done better by her. That was a big-deal Gold Medal.

(For those of you keeping track, the 1984 Winter games also saw Edmond's Roslyn Sumners take the silver in figure skating. -- she got a Boulevard named after her)

It was noticed by this reporter. And by others.

Think about all the attention SILVER medalist Apolo Ohno receives these days. He makes lots of appearaces, is extremely photogenic, and probably has himself one heck of an agent. We all remember his winning performance on "Dancing With The Stars". The guy is admired wherever he goes. Crowds recently stood outside for hours, waiting for a chance to get a photo taken with him at a local QFC. ("no autographs, please....we need to let as many people meet Apolo as possible....")

What about Debbie? There were never events like that for her. Granted, Apolo is being sponsored by Coke--but I just have to wonder.

Was Debbie too "Butch" for a national sponsorship? She came out of nowhere to take that Gold medal. With the exception of those who knew her from her Alpental and Snoqualmie Summit skiing days, her trip to Sarajevo was pretty much kept under the radar. And I can't help but think there was more than a little sexism, and almost no civic pride coming from the city's "fathers", because the win wasn't celebrating a "son".

It was the daughter from the dad who wished he had a boy.

I think Seattle and Washington have come a long way since then. And that's what brings me back to the King County Executive debates.

1984 was a time when women were just starting to feel their wings in local politics. There were women on the City Council, and women State Representatives--but no women in Congress the Senate, leading State Government or local government.

Flash forward 25 years--and I don't need to remind you that it's no big deal these days. A woman Governor, two women Senators, we've had women in Congress for years, in the Legislature, gender isn't even talked about among the ranks anymore, because it is so common. The male/female balance in city and county governments is hardly an issue.

But Seattle hasn't had a woman mayor since Bertha Landes in 1926. She served for two years.

King County has never had a women County Executive. That might change in November--but these days, nobody talks about her gender. The only discussion is about whether or not she is qualified for office. THAT is a perfectly legitimate discussion. And I appreciate seeing how politics has significantly changed in the area.

Maybe Debbie Armstrong should run for office.


Saturday, October 17, 2009

A Break in the Storm at Magnolia Bluff

Dudley and I took a ride to Magnolia Bluff to experience the wind and rain of today's storm.

Instead, when we arrived, the storm broke, and we were treated to this spectacular view.

Nature does not disappoint!


Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Aristotle Would Be Proud



Dudley clearly chooses to examine his life, thus it is worth living.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Bittersweet Afternoon at the Dog Park

It was such a beautiful afternoon at the Greenlake Dog Park today.

There were lots of dogs of all shapes and sizes, chasing each other, kicking up dust among the trees, making for this beautiful photograph.

Dudley was a little less playful than usual here, and I think I know why.

The last time we were here, we were all here together. Abbey and Dudley and I did our usual 2 laps around the perimeter.

Abbey was a little slow climbing the hills, but I had come to expect that.

When Dudley and I walked the perimeter today, I just burst out crying at one of the hills where she used to struggle a bit.

My girl is really gone.

Dudley and I still had fun, but it was bittersweet.


Saturday, October 10, 2009

A Beautiful Autumn

The fall colors this year in the Seattle area are, I think, the most beautiful I've ever seen here.

They rival the colors of the East--although we're just in the early phases.

I've heard that dry summers, which we had this year, lend themselves to spectacular autumn colors.

So maybe all the hot, dry, oppressive weather was worth it.


Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Oh What A Beautiful Morning

I've heard it said that if you can see and experience beauty, then sadness and pain has to move.

I took this photo at Greenlake this morning.

What a beautiful day.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Remembering When

It was March of 1996 when this little girl came into my life:

Look at that sweet face.

She was so tiny...

Moving Forward

It's been almost 3 weeks since my precious girl-dog Abbey passed away.

It's been a challenging time, but life moves forward. Dudley and I are doing OK. We hang out together and play "Toys" and have "bone time".

We go for walks and go to the dog park.

Cookies are presented and consumed.

Breakfast and Supper are prepared and ignored. (that's his normal routine)

When it's time for bed, Dudley leads the way and eagerly jumps into bed first.

We go for rides and run errands.

We talk to each other about our days.

Moving forward does not mean Abbey is any less in my heart or my thoughts.

She will always have a place there.

But it is good to move forward.