Point of clarification: I do realize Boxing Day’s origins are not Canadian. However, my desk calendar here at work seems to be rather North-American-centric…
Christmas carries on at chez Haddon Wood. Friday night, we had dinner with the Knight’s brother and his family. (Finally! They’re engaged and the step-niece-to-be has started calling all of us aunt, uncle, grands, etc. The wedding’s a ways off yet, but it’s nice to know they’re making it official…) Then, we went home and baked and baked. Thankfully, my house elf returned from points north (I’m pretty sure he headed up to help Ann out; she was cranking Christmas out left and right, so I’m sure she had extra help, and my house elf was missing…) just in time to help with the big round of baking for Saturday’s feast at the farm.
Saturday, we loaded up with the fur-girls and headed out around 9:30 am. (Note: Lady Gretchie Greer requires a VERY empty stomach to travel. Hem. ‘Nuff said.) Three unexpected stops later, we arrived at the farm, and a GREAT time was had by all. We’d intended to leave the girls in the car with liberal walks, but my dear aunt would have none of that; her own dogs were ushered inside, and the fur-girls had the run of their lovely back porch and the fenced yard. They were lavished with attention by all the relations, including my cousin from New Zealand.
After Gretchen’s shy Mommy’s girl routine two weeks ago, we were pleasantly surprised at how well she did with the host of humans, ranging from four years to adult. Gretchen even did well with the senior dog of the farm. He’s a bit grumpy in his old age and doesn’t even like his folks to pet another dog while he’s in a lap or nearby, but Gretchen simply honored his grumps, while slipping under the chair where my aunt could still pet her without too much ado.
Likewise, Sissy the wild woman played chase with the young human girls without incident. There were no attempts to leap out of the fenced area, and the relatives thought it was cute when she bounded into the chair on the porch immediately behind where I was sitting at the table on the other side of the window. The youngester did hold the door open too long and both fur-girls raced in, but they were polite enough to be allowed to stay while we opened gifts.
Then, we played fun game called Compatibility. I won, but only because others “matched” me often, not because I picked matches well at all. As soon as that ended, we headed over to visit Bec and her family. Bec received the Tudor Grace scarf, and I promise to do an FO report soon. Her dear young son had never found a dog he cared to pet, but Gretchen solved that problem. She was a very good, calm girl, and before we left, he’d petted her three times. Maybe she has a future as a therapy dog?
Then yesterday, we exchanged gifts with the Knight’s brother and his family just before we had a big ol’ family dinner with MJ’s extended family. That completes our family holiday obligations. We still have a few people to catch up with, but those are purely fun, if you know what I mean…
There are some really neat gifts I’d like to share, but whew! Give me time. However, Sue did create a lovely award which she bestowed upon me and several others. Thank you Sue, and thanks to those of you who left comments saying how much you enjoy my blog. It’s rather humbling to know that my ramblings are enjoyed by others. I’ve met and made so many good friends through blogging, and it’s now as much a part of my life as breathing.