Monday, January 9, 2017
A Milk Bottle
I spent yesterday morning archiving photos, a process that always takes a ridiculous amount of time. I sort through everything on my laptop, delete what I don't want and move both the original and edited versions of the good pics to a portable drive. (I also upload the edited ones to the Web.) Then I delete everything from the computer to make room for more. It takes hours.
Olga finally got her first Hampstead Heath walk of 2017. The weather wasn't great -- kind of chilly and cloudy and damp -- but she was in heaven. Lots of squirrel chasing, as usual. (When the dog-sitter dropped Olga off last weekend, she kept commenting about how much Olga loves to "hunt" -- a euphemistic way of describing what Olga actually does, which is crash headlong into shrubbery after anything that moves, catch nothing and whine in frustration at the bottom of trees.)
I hunted a bit myself, too -- I found an old milk bottle, marked "Express Dairy Co. Ltd." There's a corner of Sandy Heath, not far from where the photo above was taken, that must have once served as a sort of unofficial (or maybe official!) rubbish dump. Bits of trash are still in evidence. The bottle isn't dated, from what I can tell, but the Brent Museum has an identical one on its web site from 1909. I brought it home, ran it through the dishwasher and put it on the kitchen windowsill. (Is it kosher to keep old trash found on public land? I have no idea.)
After Olga's walk, we gave her a bath, removing not only Heath mud but hopefully whatever agent was making her skin break out last week. Her belly has cleared up entirely, but she did eventually develop some bumps beneath her fur -- hopefully those will disappear now as well.
(I know you all are just dying to hear about my dog's dermatologic conditions...)
Speaking of distasteful medicine, Dave's procedure (another euphemism) is today. He's done all the preparation, poor guy, so now it's just a matter of hanging around until it's time for the appointment at 10:45 a.m. I've taken the day off so I can go with him.