The Deep North Comments

by: Eleanor

Sat, 29 Dec 2012 23:20:57 +0000

One of the many times we wish they could speak human.

by: Eleanor

Sat, 22 Dec 2012 21:22:18 +0000

60 mph gusts here in the North Carolina mountains through the night, but more snow than rain. Merry Christmas to everyone there from everyone here.

by: cp

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 19:37:31 +0000

O good. I assumed you would take care of her. p

by: Jane

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 18:44:46 +0000

I’m very much hoping we’ll see Olga tomorrow. Her friend the taxi man says she’s taken quite a while to recover from the virus. We aren’t trying to communicate directly because when she’s upset her English goes out of the window, and she would either be tearfully trying to explain that she really couldn’t help it or getting in a state about whether we will pay her full whack next month, when she needs it for the rent. Sending a message via Michael is a better bet.

by: cp

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 15:23:17 +0000

I’m worried about Olga. No reply to phone? Has something happened to her? Please advise.

by: Jane

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 21:18:43 +0000

re. CP: there’s a vintage English joke about a sign saying ‘beware of the baby’. ‘he can’t bite, can he?’ says nervous visitor. ‘No, but he can give you a nasty suck’. The vacuum is on the fierce side, and Miss Dog seems rather scared of it even when not applied directly.

by: Jane

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 21:13:59 +0000

I can only think that a wee robot would add to our problems. 1. It would turn out to be allergic to dog hair. 2. it would eat some vital piece of paper Miss Cat had knocked to the floor. 3. It would develop first a personality, then a personality disorder. 4. Upon which, we would find it in the condition of the python that ate an alligator, half way through swallowing a rug, and if we were VERY lucky, it would not have, in the process, gone up in smoke and set the house on fire.

by: cp

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 16:22:12 +0000

Harley loved to BE vacuumed. Dealt with the problem at source.

by: Eleanor

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 15:21:09 +0000

I have often thought about trying out one of those robot vacuum things, you know, those things that scoot around sucking up dust and such. I’m not sure Ginny and Travis would leave it alone to do its work.

by: Jane

Sat, 08 Dec 2012 20:57:10 +0000

I do take the point, but the tussocks in immediate question are only, conceivably, visited, by Monty, Barnyards’s spaniel, or the shabby old Alsatian and the Doberman from the next farmer along. To be sure, all these gentlemen may be powerfully interesting to Miss Dog, who remains a maiden rather than a spinster, but it’s not a cast of thousands. Today she actually dug one up; aong the grass roots there was a long buried tree tube which fascinated her, and which, I strongly susepect, may have constituted luxe living for someone of a small rodent persuasion before Miss D buggered it up.