Fur and Fun

Monochrome Madness Week 52

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Indy

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Indiana, my other rescue kitty and brother to Jasper, has grown into a lumbering 17 lb bundle of fur and fun.

We share a special connection because he actually picked me.

One of four tiny, abandoned kittens rescued by a local horsewoman from a cardboard box left on the side of a busy road, this little guy kissed my hand with his tiny sandpaper tongue as I held him for the first time.

And that was it. I was smitten; he was coming home. And since I wanted two kitties of the same gender his little brother came with him.

I wonder, sometimes, about their two sisters. If nothing else, they became two well-fed and busy barn cats.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2015

Sh’Borkie

Weekly Photo Challenge: New

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Rusty

There’s all kind of experimentation in the dog breeding world, and while I am not a big fan of this practice I will say that I am partial to this little guy.

Rusty is a Shitzu/Bichon/Yorkie, or a Sh’borkie.

This cutie pie was new to my brother two and a half years ago and gave him a whole new lease on life, for which I’ll always be grateful.

Thanks for visiting,

Dorothy

©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2015

Favourite Images … 2014

 

The year 2014 was a year of ups and downs and highs and lows, but all in all I’d say it was a good year for me.

I have a lot for which to be grateful and I’m mindful of this every day.

Herewith a review of some of my favourite images posted to this blog last year.

A reminder to me of the beauty there is to be enjoyed in our amazing world.

Enjoy and Happy New Year!!

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Salisbury Juxtaposition

Salisbury Cathedral
Taken from Old Sarum, Wiltshire

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Swans

Swans
The Thames at Windsor, Berkshire

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Which way?

Snowed In
Mount Albert, Ontario

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Winter

 Snow Day
King Township, Ontario

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Isle of Wight

Sunset
Isle of Wight

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Abbey

Abbey ~ the most beautiful girlie in the world … to me.

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Man on Snow Hill

On Snow Hill
Windsor Great Park

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Between

Burning sky
Firenze

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Tuscan Sunrise

Morning Mist
Near Iano, Tuscany

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Leaving Pitti

Exiting the Pitti Palace
Firenze

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Radiant

Sunset
Near Iano, Tuscany

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Grand Canal

Classic Venizia

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Muzzle

The softest nose

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The Master Arrives

The Riding Master

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Walking the Dog

Walking the dog
Venizia

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Concert Master

The Maestro
Firenze

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Chillin'

Shakespeare

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What light?

Dawn
Near Iano, Tuscany

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Descent

The rainbow
Niagara Falls, Ontario

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When I'm tired. I rest. Growing up is hard work and such an adventure. ... Aren't I cute?

Spirit Dancer born August 2014
Symbolic of a new lease on life as we enter the new year.

Wishing you much peace, joy, abundance and happiness in 2015.

Thanks for visiting,

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2015

The Two Wise Guys

 

Wise Guys

 

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As much as I adore my boys JJ and Indy … (and I do) … and as much as I would love to have their company by the Christmas tree … (and I would) … the safest thing for the tree, the boys and my sanity is to have them marvel at it from afar.

May the peace, joy and sanctity of this beautiful season bless you and yours, and carry us all with open heart into a happy and prosperous new year.

Thanks for visiting,

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2014

Oskar

Weekly Photo Challenge: Gone But Not Forgotten

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Oskar

His name was Oskar, but I frequently called him “Mr. Wabbit” … because he was such a “wascal.”

My mother gave him to me as a birthday present in 1994 … the year my grandmother passed away. That period of time marked a major turning point in my life in so many ways, and this little guy rode the waves of change with me.

He was there when I quit corporate to follow my dream.

He, and his lovely Princess, a little black cat I rescued, was there when my first marriage dissolved soon thereafter and I became a nomad, moving five times in three years.

He was around when I met my second husband. (He promptly fell in love with him … animals know the good ones … it was a sign ;-)).

He was my buddy through thick and thin ~ a source of comfort and laughter and joy.

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Oskar II

He was a snuggler … with me; with the bears. He liked to talk. He was a good listener. And he took good care of his Princess.

Oskar was an outdoor cat (that is to say, he was allowed outside) and always came home when I whistled the tune, “To dream the impossible dream …”

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Oskar III

He had purr-sonality plus. He liked to be the centre of attention when we had visitors, loved to play with the dogs or curl up with them on the couch.

He lived to the ripe old age of 17 when, sadly, he succumbed to cancer.

I will always remember my Wascally Wabbit.

Yes, he’s gone … but certainly not forgotten.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2014

Lest We Forget …

A reprise of a tribute to my Uncle Archie Gordon killed in WWII. Sadly, one of many ~ lest we forget …

Eyes to Heart

Archie Gordon

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On April 6, 1943, a Halifax bomber with 405 Squadron of the Royal Canadian Air Force, in which my great uncle, Sergeant Archibald Don Gordon, was flight engineer, was shot down over the Bay of Biscay off the coast of France.

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The second youngest of a large farm family living in northern Alberta, he was a bright and cheerful chap adored by everyone. He was closest in age to my grandmother and they were fast friends.

He volunteered.

On the back of his photo (above) my grandmother wrote:

“He said, ‘Someone has to do it.'”

He was in his early 20s when he left for war. He did his duty for his country and paid the ultimate price.

Sergeant Gordon’s body was recovered and is buried in the war cemetery in Pornic, France.

My grandmother had custody of his service medals until the day she died, and they remain in the…

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Abbey

Monochrome Madness: Week 36

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Portrait of Abbey

The dog can only become what’s in your bubble. The dog is imitating the energy that is in your bubble. You are the source, the feast of energy. If you feel anxious, the dog becomes anxious with you. If you become nervous, the dog wakes up nervous with you.
Cesar Millan

… and I would add that if you are calm your dog is calm with you.

This is my darling Abbey. In this particular moment my mirror of serenity in the back garden.

So beautiful.

Thanks for stopping by …

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2014