- Mark’s New Look
As mentioned yesterday, Mark also has a new look, quite by accident. Right before bedtime Sunday night, he decided to trim his hair just a little bit over his ears. Unfortunately, at the same time, Darwin popped onto the bathroom sink with his paws to see what was going on, and bumped Mark’s elbow just enough to cause the clippers to take a free swipe at about a quarter size spot on the front side of his head, completely shaving off all of the hair on that one spot. Mark then made the mistake of asking for my help. In spite of my best efforts (please note that there is a reason God steered me away from a career in cosmetology), by the time I had spent ten minutes on it, it looked like we were headed for a complete hair shave. The three dogs, who have been shaved with clippers of their own before, all sat in front of the bathroom door looking greatly concerned. Right before we hit the point where all of the hair on his head would have had to be shaved off, Mark remembered that we had some additional razor guards. He went and found them, and then was able to blend the hair that was left on the top of his head into the part that was shaved so that he now has what looks like a very close crew cut on the top of the head. The three dogs finally left their post in front of the bathroom door when the clippers stopped making noise, with a sigh of relief as they realized that the clipping was going to stop with Mark.
- Rain and Bananas
Rain and bananas are two topics that tend not to go together – unless you have an Australian Shepherd mix named Tyra. She has two idiosyncracies. The first is her attitude towards water in general, and rain in particular.
Tyra does not do water. Period. Sincerely. The first day we got Tyra from the humane society, back in 2004, we put her in the spare bathtub to give her a bath, and apparently managed to traumatize her for life. To this day, she refuses to come into the bathroom if someone is in the bathtub, or within reach of a bathtub full of water. This general attitude towards water is folded into a more specific attitude toward rain. Tyra does not like to go outside when it rains – unless a human is willing to put on a raincoat and walk out there with her. In our old city, I managed to walk her through Hurricane Dennis by doing just that. I was the only person dumb enough to walk outside at the time, but the dog was desperate, and I was fond of the carpet. We’re not sure how she does it, but even when we have the dogs outside and an unexpected gully washer comes up, though the other two dogs will be soaked to the skin, Tyra remains bone dry. We have wondered if she makes the other two sit on top of her or something!
Last night, a front moved through, and right about the time we got home, the bottom fell out, which meant I had to force Tyra out in the rain, which brings us to the other idiosyncracy, bananas. She moped a little bit all evening, until Mark decided to have a couple of bananas for dessert. Tyra loves bananas. You can have her on the other end of the house, with three doors shut between her and the kitchen, and the minute someone picks up a banana, she just knows and begins begging her way to the spot where the bananas are. She has a little tap dance she does once she knows the bananas are on their way. So, today, her forced sojourn into the rain this evening was assuaged just a little bit by the banana she got to have. (Mark gave her one all to herself, since the other two dogs happened to be outside at the time.) She then sat on the couch for another thirty minutes thumping her tail and looking at Mark in hopes that other bananas would be forthcoming.
- Light Bulbs
We have very interesting light bulbs in the den of our house. They are spotlight bulbs, and for whatever reason, they tend to go out at least in pairs, if not in triplets, about every three months. We finally got tired of it, and bought a large supply of light bulbs that are supposed to last for at least two years. We replaced the last one today. (The time before when it went out with two others, Mark was able to tighten it and get it to come back on, while the other two were really dead.) If any of them go out before 2013, I am going to be very disappointed!


Why no picture of Mark’s new haircut?
It was way too late Sunday night to take a picture when we finished cutting, and he was just too exhausted last night for me to have the heart to ask him to do anything extra. I hope to get a picture of him with Darwin sometime soon, and I will post that picture once it is taken.