September 15 – Day 258

International Dot Day

apparently it’s “a global celebration of creativity, courage and collaboration, began when teacher Terry Shay introduced his classroom to Peter H. Reynolds’ book The Dot on September 15, 2009…. The Dot is the story of a caring teacher who dares a doubting student to trust in her own abilities by being brave enough to “make her mark”. What begins with a small dot on a piece of paper becomes a breakthrough in confidence and courage, igniting a journey of self-discovery and sharing, which has gone on to inspire countless children and adults around the globe”

Good for them…

I decided to interpret the ‘dot’ in  International Dot Day as ‘polka dot’ and made Duncan wear a bowtie, my bad

He looked so sharp tho

…and really worked  it

 

 

 

September 11- Day 254

I’m an avid bed maker

Here is an exact list of reasons I wholeheartedly agree with

The best reason being the first one : it’s your first accomplishment of the day

When you are in the pits of despair, as I have been, nothing drags you down deeper than trying to escape reality by going to bed and having to crawl into disorganized mess.

Duncan usually bounds out of the bed, ready to “ceuille le jour” (he’s French, so…)

But on National Make Your Bed Day, it was like pulling teeth to get him out of there

In the end, he did get up and at ’em, and I made the bed, but it was a weird day for him to decide he was going to stand (or lay) his ground and laze in bed !

 

September 3 – Day 246

 National Pet Rock Day went as well as one would hope

I whipped out some rose quartz, some regular quartz and some chalcopyrite in hopes of giving my real pet some much needed company … as well as emitting equally as needed healing energy, as these particular healing stones are apt to do

Despite Rose Quartz’s ability to promote love and  friendship, nothing seemed to jive

I’m not sure if there was some sort of communication barrier – they all are deaf…

In the end, Duncan ended up being a total Beyonce about everything and I had to put the gang away

 

 

 

August 28 – Day 240

Totally “phoning this one in” as they say:

Here is Duncan, perched on the arm of the couch, and then digitally manipulated by an app to appear to be wearing this bright green bow tie.

It’s the best I could do, National Bow Tie Day, get off my back

August 26 – 238

National Dog Day

My dogs are like Kahleesi’s dragons to me.

Although one can’t listen (due to deafness) and the other makes a conscious choice not to listen (due to assholeness), these dogs are my world and I wouldn’t trade them for a hundred million dollars or world peace or anything

August 11 – Day 223

National Play In The Sand Day

It was still smoggy and hazy in Vancouver, but warm and sunny so Duncan and I hit the beach – the Kitsilano Dog beach

I directed Duncan to play in the sand, but as well all know he is deaf

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Close enough.

August 8 – Day 220

National Happiness Happens Day

I guess happiness does happen from time to time

Being home in Newfoundland’s terrible weather wasn’t conducive to happiness happening but being with my dogs and husband was joy filled, as you can tell

Nothing more I need than a Duncan nestled on my lap!

Celebrated by enjoying their company

August 5 – Day 217

While waiting in the airport on one of my way too many layovers en route from Terrace BC to St. John’s NL, I picked up a cute pair of underwear at the airport with little Duncan dogs all over them for James! Perfect for National Underwear Day !

I think Duncan was creeped out.

July 28 – Day 209

National Milk Chocolate Day I was in transition from one side of the country to the other with my little Duncan in tow

My first flight was delayed a couple hours causing a domino effect on all my connectors making my trek home unnecessarily long and aggravating

Hey Air Canada – you guys definitely needs some sensitivity training to go down for your staff because y’all ridiculous when it comes to handling Emotional Support Animals.

Every leg of my (delayed) journey, I encountered a new, more ignorant Air Canada agent than the last, telling me a different, false, directive about Duncan.

Before I start, though,  shout out the hilarious customer service desk agent I approached when my first flight was delayed to try and sort out my new flights that I was most definitely going to miss.

“Oh planes can make up time in the air”
Two hours? Yes by.

Anyway, back to the ESA cluenlessness.

He’s not allowed on board without “Pet” on my boarding pass (nope- it says MEDA, that’s what he is; a medical aide), he’s not allowed to touch the ground/floors, must be carried (nope, he’s a medical aide so if he was a Retriever or Great Dane what would I you have me do?), he’s not allowed on the unoccupied seat next to me (wasn’t a problem the last leg of the trip), he must be in a kennel (again, not the case, the whole reason he is registered as an ESA is to circumvent the kennel), he has to have an official Emotional Support Animal vest on (was never told that first nor last from the Medical desk at Air Canada, who gave me the official list of directives which I followed to a T).

The last one is my favourite ‘attack’, because it was in the middle of Pearson airport and she had nothing to do with my voyage. She was literally pushing an old Sikh man gate to gate and felt compelled to stop in the middle of this much more important task, to harass me about my little, 18 pound, deaf Emotional Support French bulldog, walking along.

“He can’t be walking around like that, you have to put him in a kennel”
“No I don’t,” I say, and continue walking.
She doesn’t relent and has now turned the fucking wheel chair guy around so she can face me (or my back rather) and asks to see my boarding pass… which again is NONE of her business- this woman has a guy who has a flight to catch relying on her to bring him there, he’s in a god damn wheel chair.
I say I have MEDA on my boarding pass, not offering it to her because, as I’ve said a couple times now, it’s none of her god damn business
She accepts this, but goes on to lambaste me about how he needs and official vest if he is to be in the air port.
This is false.
I keep walking, rolling my eyes and floored she would take the time to pursue this dead end

Like just look at him, for fucks sake.

Anyway, managed to get my Milk Chocolate Lindt bar while lurking around waiting for my new standby flights to ‘celebrate’ National Milk Chocolate Day 


Almost the best part of my day, besides having Duncan on my lap and seeing my husband after months apart!!

Oh yeah, and seeing Herman’s grumpy face!!

 

 

Day 207 – July 26

July 26 was National Bagelfest Day

I did some surface research into what Bagelfest Day was all about and couldn’t find much – seems like I was to just eat a bagel, as was my inclination on National Bagel Day

So I did.

This boring whole wheat bagel with Kraft strawberry jam was my petit dejeuner before hitting the Nis’ga Nation Auto Tour with Christina

What an awesome adventure

For those unfamiliar, as I was before I went, the Nisga’a people are literally the First Nation of Canada – they ‘won’ a land dispute and now the settlement in the Nass River valley, nearly 2,000 square kilometres of land, is officially recognized by the government of Canada as Nisg̱a’a

The Auto Tour is a self guided tour of the Nisga’a Nation. The map was user-friendly and the signage was impossible to miss. The sites were well kept and the each point of interest was unique and interesting.

We saw water falls and lava beds and suspension bridges and villages and totem poles. The highlight of the day was the naturally occurring hot spring we enjoyed in the rain. It was the hottest hot springs I have ever experienced

Oh yeah, and this. This was totally a close second to the hot springs.

Thanks, bagels, for fuelling such an interesting adventure! And thanks Nisga’a Nation for allowing me to take in your beautiful sights.