Of Pearls and Dogs

This week my long working day was moved from Monday to Wednesday, so I had a chance to visit my Kid's dog training course. It's on Monday nights and usually Husband takes him there. I'm so happy I finally got to see that.

But first - what I wore to work on Sunday.
I've seen other bloggers wear dresses with jeans and never thought I'd go for that. But this gray tunic "made me do it". I wore it last season like this with tights and a belt (pardon hand and paw-prints on the mirror...). But now I decided to wear it with my almost skinny black pants and heels and this is how it turned out.


Add knotted pearls and a big-ass ring and you're all set.

This is the first time I wore my new Nine West heels that I bought about 6 months ago. I'll have to take them to the cobblers for stretching.

If you're interested in my pearls-knotting technique, watch this video from youlookfab. Angie's knot is very simple but I'd never have thought of it on my own.

I tried to embed the video but it didn't work. So here's the link.

And now to the dogs. The training course is organized by a non-profit called Dogs for People. The website is here.

They arrive on site with a small truck full of dogs and some equipment. Most of the dogs are small. My kid started with a small dog too but then they allowed him to bring Boomer along. Here they are getting ready. Look at Boomer's eyes!

That little brown dog kept attacking Boomer! She was going ballistic, nervous little thing. Luckily Boomer doesn't eat small dogs. He fights with big males but likes/ignores pinchers and chihuahuas and such.

They were doing "slalom". Here the instructor helps my boys.

Most of the kids don't have dogs of their own. I hope this helps them understand and love dogs more. Look at these two!

Next photo is training the dogs to "stay". Boomer was pretty good at it but very soon he got tired or lazy and just plopped down on the pavement. You didn't have to persuade him not to move. Other kids with hyper dogs had harder time.

We came home, I took Boomer for a walk and after that he collapsed on the couch and started snoring right away. An eventful evening for a house dog. Snooker kept sniffing him, wanted to know where he'd been. What fun!

Oh The Silliness

Cats are fun. They are cuddly, sweet, nasty, playful, fluffy, demonic, smart, dumb... You get my drift. Look at this guy for example. He showed up at my doorstep about a year ago, asked to come inside, purred and licked my fingers. Since then he managed to enslave all of us and scare the crap out of 88 lbs dog. Snooker is the King of the Castle. Look at him lounging about posing for the camera.





The other day I heard his miaow and went to see what's going on. I finally looked up and what did I see?

This is the view from our balcony. The balcony is on the 3rd floor (I'm calling the ground floor first). So the roof would be the fourth. I'm standing under the newly constructed pergola that you can't see. Snooker is checking out the gutter where pigeons like to sit.

Then I heard a loud "boom". He landed on the pergola roof. Ran around there for some time. The husband left a gap between the roof edge and the wall for the hot air to escape. The main roof overhangs a bit so we're protected from the rain. The pergola is made of painted metal sheets.

After that Snooker went to the farthest outward corner of the pergola, twisted his body in an unthinkable way and jumped on the balcony floor. I didn't take that picture because I was hyperventilating and panicking that I was about to go scrape his body from the asphalt below.

I can just hope that he won't do it in the rain, the metal sheets would be slippery.

And what was Boomer doing all this time? Here is a glimpse from the "gallery" floor.

You can always rely on the dog to do the right thing.

Is this going to be a cat and dog blog? More material stuff next time.

Hello Again!

Hi, it's me again.

Just coming out of hibernation that started at the end of April. Why did I stop writing? Lost inspiration, did not enjoy looking at my own pictures anymore, etc etc...

I missed blogging though. Seeing something unusual at work or in the street I often thought "It would be fun to write about it". But I never did. Guess I've always been "a reader, not a writer". But I kept reading my favourite blogs every day, so I know what you all been up to!!!

What happened during my hiatus? In more or less chronological order:

-I lost some weight... and then promptly gained it back.

-I had to bid farewell to my kitty Skanky - she started peeing all over my mother's furniture ( it came down to choosing between Mom and Cat, and the choice was obvious). We found Skanky a new home in a moshav nearby (the guy has a garden and said that she is welcome to pee wherever she wants outside).

-This has been the HOTTEST summer ever. October is almost over and still it's HOT HOT HOT.

Boomer spent the summer doing this:

And Snooker was not far behind:

All fashion sense pretty much went out the window. The skimpier the better. Some people had A\C 24 hours a day. I'm not that rich so we had fans. Lots of fans. One of them broke. I better stop now, it's a very sensitive subject for me (HATE HEAT. HATE SWEAT. Want to move to the North Pole. Or back to Canada!!!)

Anyway, happy to be here again. Will post some outfit photos soon. As fab FF once said, this is not a blog about world peace, people!

Give a Dog a Hammer...

I had to go for my hospital eye check-up today. It usually involves 3 - 4 hours of sitting and waiting. First you wait to receive eye-drops, then you wait for the specialist to actually see you and tell you to come back in another month.

So I wore my new skinny jeans. Took a lot of pictures in the mirror and this is what I came up with. I really need to work on my poses. Because I swear, in real life this outfit looked much better!!!


A close-up of the cyclops in the blouse...

After I returned home I changed the top, putting on my Zara "tattoo" t-shirt with a tail. And some loafers.

My summer bag, all golden and sparkly.

With pucci-esque lining (don't look at the label).

My parents bought a small table today. It came in a flatpack. This is my Dad putting it together.

Naturally, Snooker had to come and help.

Then Boomer had to come and help.

So three of them worked together for some time...

And then the boys sent Dad away and finished the job on their own.

End of story :)