Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Exploding Toilets & Pupdates

Exploding toilets mean I have water again and a very unhappy cat who happened to be sitting on the tank top when I flushed. Even with his weight, the tank top did jump up. (In case you were wondering, when the pump continues to pump without water in the cistern, it pumps air until it stops. When it is re-primed and pumps water again, the air is rather forcefully pushed through the water-pipe system.)

Still no heat however not all is bad. All my years of accumulating outdoor clothing is rather providential. I just layer as needed. And now that the winter rains have finally started, I can light a fire in the evenings. During the day I am waiting for the heat pump fix-it guys to come. Should they show up, heat from a wood stove would foul up the thermostat and their measurements.

Enough of my woes.
I am months behind on my BrownStone Pupdates and have unfortunately forgotten events and stories associated with most of these these pictures.
May 2018
BrownStone Ali at 14 years old
BrownStone CNK Century Mt Washington (Remy) at 10 months old
 Remy with housemate Desert Sol Nukka
Rain Mountain Rudy (Trask's son)
BrownStone CNK Century Kate MT (Tika) at 10 months old
 BrownStone Cascade Mt. Loowit (Tule Loowit) at 4 years old
BrownStone CNK Century Wind (Ullr) at 10 months old with his very active family.
 June 2018
BrownStone CNK Century Treadwell (Cedar) at work
 BrownStone Iditarod Takotna (Muku) enjoying raspberries at 8 years old
 BrownStone CNK Century Arthur (Toolik) enjoying his last days in Alaska
 July 2018
BrownStone Cascade Mt Mazama (Bramble) with BrownStone Iditarod Takotna (Muku) visiting the Oregon dunes from their home in B.C.
Bramble
Muku
BrownStone CNK Century Kate MT (Tika) the escape artist.
 Tika with Kima











August 2018
BrownStone Nala at 15 years



















BrownStone CNK Century Kate MT (Tika)
 BrownStone Cascade Mt. Loowit (Tule Loowit)












BrownStone CNK Century Wind (Ullr)
Three soaking-wet dogs and Jake the cat, each with muddy paws, are vying for my lap and attention to let me know it is time to remove myself from the computer; close the outside kennel gate and; spend some quality furkid-love time.