Monday, August 27, 2007

Hairy salads

Gah, Zetta. You haven't been writing. I don't even know why.
We have returned from the lovely vacation and started back into our lives. I have been feeling refreshed and ready.
Fall is coming--my favorite season, and I am eagerly awaiting the cool mornings and cool afternoons and even the getting dark at 5P and the rain. Doug firs are loveliest in the rain, and few things capture my imagination like the fog here in the Pacific Northwest. Also: sunflowers, pumpkins, and chantrelles.

Cooper is blowing his coat. It is difficult to really describe what this means in our house. I am not kidding when I tell you that each time I brush him (which can be up to twice a day) I am getting a pile of soft undercoat the size of a houseplant. The houseplant in question being the christmas cactus I got from my mom in my early 20's and which is quite large. How can anyone have that much fur? How can kibble and yogurt make that much soft, downy stuff? And why did I get a purple velvet couch instead of a leather couch, one that I could just wipe off?
Why do I love to wear sticky black fabrics? Why do Subaru interiors insist upon keeping all the dog hair they can get? And why, why, am I finding this hair in my salads? Hairy salads!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Same thing is happening over here. We pulled 2 huge piles of hair from Bear. It is amazing how much can come off that dog. And yes, hair is everywhere. We have many sticky lint rollers close at hand, and warn guests to just wear jeans. We have a leather couch and my car is also leather. What a difference that makes.

And my favorite time of year....fall. I always take vacation in September.

Anonymous said...

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Althea Rocks said...

Dear, that's why I have a job!

zetta said...

You mean you do laundry and detail cars???