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Unseasonably warm weather for WINTER!

Yes, when these pics were taken it was technically still winter. The tail-end mind you, but still winter!!! WOW!

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In all my years of living in Ottawa (and there’s been a lot of them – 14 in total!), somehow Sue has never seen downtown Ottawa (a.k.a. The Market) or Parliament in the summer. Weird. So, to remedy this pitfall Niko, Sue, Frasier and I headed downtown the other day to do our duties as tourists and see the sights of our beautiful downtown.

Now, Ottawa hasn’t been the coolest of places these last few weeks. In fact, we’ve been having a record breaking heatwave and it really just hasn’t been bearable to be outside for too long. But, despite the heatwave, and considering that it was a touch cooler on this particular day, we braved the Parliament trek. And as you can see from Frasier’s tongue, the heat was still pretty tough to handle. Good thing we had lots of water because all four of us were pretty thirsty by the time these pics were taken.

PS – Niko officially started crawling today! More on that later…


I’ve written before about how our standard poodle Frasier shows his love and affection for Baby Niko. From my perspective this love usually comes in the form of some sort of slobbery kiss on Niko’s face or neck, (or it could just be Frasier’s way of cleaning up any leftover morsels from lunch). Either way, Frasier has proven to be both gentle and patient with our Little Man. Niko has always shown interest in this big fur ball, but it wasn’t until this week that he actually displayed (or is it that I just finally clued in to his signals?) genuine affection toward our huge pooch.

Whenever Frasier shows up, after being in another room, or after Niko’s nap, Niko greets him with a huge smile and will inevitably reach out to “pet” him. He just loves to see Frasier and “gently” (we’re working on the gentle part – and that’s where Frasier’s patience is evident and appreciated) pet his fur. It’s so cute to see. Niko’s whole face lights up when Frasier saunters in. So, despite my qualms about integrating puppy and baby, all seems to be going better than I hoped for!


Have you ever tried and tried and tried to teach your dog a trick only to have him repeatedly do it the wrong way? Or not even a trick necessarily, but just basic commands: sit, stay, come, fetch, etc. I’ve always wanted a dog who would fetch a ball and bring it back. With Frasier we are pretty lucky: he can be off leash, stays pretty close by and (usually) comes when we call him. And, he loves to chase balls; it’s bringing them back, that’s not down to perfection. More often than not, he’ll chase the ball like crazy, pick it up when he gets to it and then just drop it where he is and continue on, which ultimately turns me into the fetcher.

But today, yes today, today something magical happened. He returned the ball, very close to me. Well, three times very close to me and twice in the bush near by. But still, this is a big improvement on his track record. And what was the secret to our success? Dog biscuits? No. My command of the dog? No. Pure luck? I don’t think so. It was the Little Niko Man! Yup, the three of us headed to the park and I lay out a blanket in the shade, for Niko with some toys for him to play with. Seeing as Little N was on the ground, I really couldn’t go after the dog to get the ball back, so I just stayed put and this is how it worked. Picture Frasier running full blast toward the ball and then running (almost) full blast back with it. And oh oh, heading straight for the baby! Hope this turns out OK. But then he just dropped the ball at the edge of the blanket and waited for me to throw it again. It was one of those times I wished I had my camera but didn’t. Maybe I’ll stage the shot again later, and insert the picture after the fact. I was so impressed with Frasier, and with Niko, who turned out to be the dark horse, my very own miniature Dog Whisperer.


Well after riding the emotional roller coaster they call real estate, it seems that our ride has come to a stop and despite a few (OK, OK, a lot of) queasy stomachs along the way, we survived, in tact, and are now preparing to move to our new house! Yes, our place is SOLD: courtesy of our real estate prowess (we sold privately), and we have bought our new home and move in in about two weeks!!! A few weeks ago, I described what we wanted in a new home, and for the most part we got it. After looking at many, many places, I realized and had to accept that we couldn’t get everything we wanted (in our price range); but what we did end up buying we are very happy with! Actually it has everything on my wish list except for a fenced yard, and it’s pretty much move-in ready except for some tightening up here and there and a roof that needs to be replaced.  There are even a few bonuses to the place: hello (two-piece) en suite and hello walk-in closet!

Overall, it’s been such a fast process, although at times it felt agonizingly slow. We’ve definitely learned a lot about real estate, all the while testing our nerves, which my sister Carolyn has now aptly classified mine as made of steel (and in the real estate business I think that’s a good thing). However, even though she says they’re made of steel, that was really just a facade and mostly I felt like a jellyfish the whole time. But alas, all is done, and we are on the move and so looking forward to moving in to our new place with the Little N Man and Frasier!

Note: I have set a goal for myself to pack a few boxes a day until we actually move. These pics show my attempt to start on the boxes and my two little helpers, which needless to say are also keeping me busy!

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Poor little Sophie almost suffered her demise today. Thank goodness all she actually suffered was some slobber, and she’s used to slobber, just not the canine variety, per se.

I was walking through my living room when I spotted her utterly alone and all nestled in on Frasier’s humongous dog pillow, with the telltale sign of fur by her feet. I know Sophie’s popular but didn’t realize what a temptation she was for our pooch. We’ll have to be careful where we put her next time. Niko wouldn’t be happy if he lost his beloved little giraffe to the jaws of his huge poodle.


The other day I was lamenting the fact that I do SO much laundry and also commenting that one day, when he was ready, Niko would be learning how to do it himself. But today, the little guy surprised me when he started feeding the dog. Yes, at only seven months old he’s already helping out. What a kid!

This is how it all transpired. Picture lunch time: Little N is sitting in his highchair, I’m trying to feed him and Frasier our poodle is hovering around awaiting any morsels that will inevitably hit the floor (good little wet mop that he is!). Anyway, when Niko notices that Frasier is there, he leans over and tries to feed him (or it may be to pet him, but when he’s got a handful of cereal caked on his fingers, Frasier can only interpret this gesture in one way). So, regardless of Niko’s intentions, Frasier takes the bait, swooping in with full licking power and slurping away the mush clinging to his tiny master’s hand.

Now, I know this isn’t the cleanest of habits, and for the most part I do discourage it, but I have to admit that it’s kind of cute when Niko leans over in his chair, and reaches out, only to have Frasier reciprocate! Two little pals, just enjoying each others company.

Note: Last pic –  “Busted!”


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