Quilting, Farming, Variety

Wednesday, February 24, 2016


 If you are a dog lover, this post may anger you ~ be warned...I've given much thought to the subject before writing.

This is the farmer's little dog, a drop-off who was accompanied by a dog-child, and who gave birth to seven puppies soon after making her home here.  Two of those pups are still here, much to my dismay.  For you see, I don't like dogs, and for good reason.

I remember Daddy's hunting dogs and how valuable they were to him: black and tan breeds.  One small dog I was very fond of as a teenager, was Little Fido, also a drop-off, and who was bit one night by some animal and had to be killed.  Recently I found a note I had written, and at the bottom of the page was a blurred spot where a tear had fallen.

Our first dog as a married couple with children was a bird dog, Goliath, then came others.  Ginger was a favorite with the little girls and they saw her hit by the school bus one morning.  Then there was Bo, who sniffed everyone who came to visit; Stanley, a companion for middle daughter, and others who I don't remember too well.

The last dog we had that I liked was Annie, a reddish retriever, another drop-off, who stayed under the culvert at the drive-way until she realized we wouldn't hurt her. 

Now come the reasons I don't like dogs: 1) they've killed many of my cats over the years 2) they bark at night, dig in the flower beds, chase cars, jump up on visitors, and the little rascal at the top of the page will bite if she takes a notion to do so. And, number 3) the most serious reason, they can become vicious enough to kill cattle.

I won't show the pictures of the cattle after being attacked; it surely must be an awful thing to be chased until the cow or calf falls and then the dogs start chewing and biting them.  Maybe you will recall that I was feeding a small calf with a bottle and how well she was doing.  When she was about three months old, two big dogs got her down at the barn and tore her up badly; she lived a week and then died.

This winter we had at least one cow hurt so badly by a pack of dogs that she had to be put down.  Shortly thereafter, they were in the process of taking another one down when we got a phone call and the farmer got there in time to save her. 

This afternoon, the neighbor's dogs killed a young heifer, right here behind the house! 

In all this, we have learned that laws favor the owner of the livestock, and they have the rights to destroy the dogs.  But getting a chance to do that isn't easy; they're very crafty.  In all these cases, the main breed of dog involved was pit bull.

I realize there are many people who love their dogs and act responsible  with them.  I hope I haven't angered anyone with this rant, but I HATE dogs!  I'll try to be more pleasant next post.


Thursday, February 4, 2016

Doll Clothes

I'm a bit late with these new clothes for Isabelle.

Imagine our surprise when we found a Christmas present for her, mixed in with all the other gifts.   And inside the box was this sweet knitted sweater!  My oldest daughter had made it for her and it goes perfectly with her plaid, pleated skirt and her boots.

I made a velveteen jacket for her to wear with her bias plaid skirt.  Notice she's wearing black, Mary Jane shoes; these were a gift to her from my middle daughter.

This dress was for school.  I've always loved plaids; I guess you can tell.  Well, anyway, I've put the doll clothes patterns away for now, and have started piecing quilt blocks; I find it a lot less stressful!