Family Entertainment
November passed in a blur. There were still all the usual responsibilities: Running the home, feeding the family, taking the girls to activities, and walking and training Max. I was also trying to work on the role of Violetta with
Halloween was always fun at our house. When the girls were old enough for trick-and-treating, we created our own family tradition, sneakily devised so they didn’t stay out too long. We invited their friends and friends’ parents back to the
Our family has many happy memories of the Sundowner Inn on Hospital Bay. Therefore, it’s hardly surprising that I used this Pender Harbour locale for a story in my latest book. The impetus for the tale came from Patty Jackson,
During the campaign, interactions with my friends took on a Monty Python flavor. On our morning walks, Edna would grin and refer to me as Your Worship. When our recording-artist friend, Gary Kehoe, came to visit, he quipped that, if
On the day after Katie’s (and Max’s) birthday, Marcella came to church with us. After the service, Hugh and I dropped the girls at the mall and continued out to Sasamat Lake to give Max his weekend hike. En route
Although we didn’t know Max’s exact birthdate, we calculated that it must be mid-September. Since Katie’s birthday was September 19th, she graciously suggested that Max could share her special day. Katie (and Max’s) birthday party was to be an afternoon
Max had no excuse for his fits of temperament. He had a dog’s life to envy: Kind owners, lots of outings, a female canine entourage that indulged his male chauvinist ways. But then, it was probably all this attention that
Thursday, September 9 in 1993 was a hot and uncomfortable day. It was also another significant day in Max’s life, although we did not find out why until years later. We set off for our morning walk as usual, dropping
Max’s first day home included a walk with me, Hugh and Katie; Edna and her grandsons, Justin and Josh; and last, but definitely not least, Brandy. However, hotshot Max didn’t so much as say ‘Woof’ to Brandy, but simply tried
We took Max out for one last run around Treasure Island before setting off for Horse Lake. Max waited patiently in the wagon while we stopped for breakfast and shopped en route. He was itching for action once we reached
