Sunday, May 31, 2015

Komments by KADY! Issue #11

Hi again Fans, it's been too long. Welcome to a special BIRTHDAY EDITION of Komments by KADY!

Yes, it's true. Today is my fifth birthday. That means that I'm . . . umm . . . like 30-SOMETHING. That used to be a TV program called that when Mom was 30-something but she's sure not that any more. Happy birthday to all of my littermates Hiro and Rip and Archer and Opie and Abby and Rosie and Louie and Summer, too! Congratulations to Summer who just won a 5-point major in Idaho which is just one state north of us now.

When last I had the computer to post we were in New Mexico. We were in New Mexico for a very long time. In New Mexico there are lots of thunderstorms and it was cold to us dogs.

Me and Dora laid in front of the little heater to stay warm. 

After leaving Isleta where we were in April we went a little north to Coronado Campground in Bernalillo, New Mexico. This is a picture from the tent area. We did our walking from the RV part of the campground down to that area and back.

It was a pretty good walk down the hill.

There were lots of things to see on our walk like BUNNIES!

And there were Road Runners and they tease dogs. Dora and I think that they watched too many cartoons and they think that we are coyotes and they are going to outwit us. Just watch, one day we will catch one!

Here's our house and our jeep parked in our yard.

We liked it at the Coronado Campground even if there were storms. In New Mexico the storm clouds are so close to the ground that they even touch it sometimes.

It's a small park with only about 25 spaces so it is very good for dogs. There was a German Shepherd down the row a couple from us and a miniature Aussie across from us.

But then we left there and we went to a really big noisy place to camp.

It was at a DOG SHOW! It was in Albuquerque at Expo New Mexico. The people next to us on our patio side were handlers and had lots of dogs of all different kinds and they sometimes barked at us when they were in their pens and they went in their pens at 6:00 every morning and barked and barked. Me and Dora and Hux and that old grandma dog like to sleep until 8:00 so that was too early. But the dog show started at 8:00 anyway so everybody had to get up and groom those poor dogs who had to show. Me and Dora and Hux and that old grandma dog don't have to do that now. Though mom says that Dora might have to learn to be a smart dog someday.

There was another miniature Aussie next door to us and it was blue like me and was very, very cute. They don't call them mini Aussies at the dog show now. They are Miniature American Shepherds and will be in the herding group with us corgis on July 1st.

It was a pretty cool weekend because some of our cousins came to see us.  This picture was taken by the cousins' mom Traci and it is Treasure and G and Mia. G was a big winner and was Best of Breed one time and is now a champion. Treasure is Huxley's real-life great niece and her first dog show was the last day and she beat the other girls and Mia and got her first two points. And Mia was best girl sometimes and second best sometimes and is now just one point from being a grand champion. 

We also saw our Uncle Chase who is real-life uncle to me and Dora. He did the dog show too. You can see G watching him in the background.

Mom says that the best part about dog shows is the shopping. She bought a cool shirt at the dog show. The shirt is even black so it shows off the dog hair the best. And she bought a really good hat that she wears a lot that says "Obey the Corgi" on it. She should do what it says more often.

Here's the vendor she bought the stuff from.

Another thing that was noisy at the dog show was that there kept being lots of people coming in for graduations for all of the high schools in Albuquerque and there are a lot. There were two graduations every single day. And for hours before each one a loud speaker recited a long speech about Welcome to Expo New Mexico class of two thousand fifteen and told people that they couldn't block other peoples' view in the grandstand and they couldn't take in noise makers and they couldn't take in vases of flowers and to take all of those things back to their cars. And it told them where to meet their graduates later. Then after the English version it switched to Spanish and said the entire thing again. On one of our walks a parking guy asked Mom if she was tired of hearing it and she said that she'd heard it so many times she could even recite the Spanish part. He thought that was funny. 

After the dog show we went back to Isleta for one night and then we got in our crates to move the house somewhere else.

We went to McGee Park which is the fairgrounds in Farmington New Mexico. There wasn't a dog show at this fairgrounds so it was very quiet. It is an excellent place to stay for dogs. There are over 500 RV spots but there were only three to five RV's in the whole place! That's our house and jeep you can see to the left. We all were very good dogs because there was nothing to bark at. Except when we walked over by the horses.

The fairgrounds is on the San Juan River which has lots of water in it right now.

We walked by the river and Dora played in the water like Dora does.

When we first got there it was a Rodeo and there were lots of horses there and there were even bulls! They are like cows only bigger.

There was a carnival there with rides.

Me and Huxley asked if we could go to the carnival but mom said that we were too short for the rides.

One day there was a big storm and it was a great day because Mom and Dad just stayed home and worked.

But then other days they went sight-seeing and left us dogs behind. That makes us sad.

Then we finally left New Mexico and we went to another state. We went to Colorado. We had been in Colorado before but this was a different part. We stayed in the Cortez-Mesa Verde KOA and it was another good place for dogs.

The KOA is in back of land owned by the city. There is the dog pound so we had to be very good. Then there is a little lake with a park and a dock and a mile-long trail around the lake. Dora was the only one who did the whole mile. Well, Dora and Mom that is.

Dora could play in the water here too.

There were ducks and geese and things.

Next to the park and with a trail right from the KOA is a dog park and it is THREE acres!

The dog park has a grass area and a covered picnic area and some that is just sagebrush for bunny hunting. The one thing they might have done differently is to have an area for smaller dogs and an area for bigger dogs. We did not use the dog park when big dogs were there. I only got to use it when it was just us three dogs (it was too far for that old grandma dog to walk).

Dora did go to it one time when there were five dogs from town there and two town people. Mom says that Dora was good and enjoyed playing with the dogs, though she was a little unsure if the miniature poodle was a dog. Mom heard some amusing stories from the town people.

First, when the idea of a dog park was initially introduced there was a city council meeting. Only one person showed up to oppose it: the owner of the adjacent KOA. He thought it would make too much barking. It's really the dog pound next door that causes the barking but mostly just at breakfast and dinner time and we couldn't even hear it from our house anyway. They built a berm between the dog park and the dog pound to deaden the barking noise. Now the owner of the KOA uses the dog park in ads to attract people and their dogs.

Then not long ago the local person met someone else who was staying at the KOA with her dog. She said to the local "How nice that the KOA lets you use their dog park." I think she might have snorted through her nose a little when the lady said that.

And there are even more stories to tell. Mom posted this on FaceBook but I can tell it again here. I was there because me and Mom and Dora were just walking back from the dog park when it happened.

You won't believe this: Kady and Dora and I are walking past the office on our way to the dog park and a lady in a KOA shirt rushes out. "You have Cardigans! I have a Cardigan, but older than yours." Of course I have to ask her about her girl. Her name is Bella, she got her from someone in Minnesota or Wisconsin, doesn't remember the breeder's name right now. She fell in love with her picture on the internet. 
This is her second Cardi. Her first came from "a breeder in Oregon" and she went "all the way to Oregon" to pick her up. She was special because she had a cleft palate and had been hand raised for months until she was old enough for surgery at OSU.
"She was from John and Sarah?" I asked with a note of excitement in my voice. Yes, it turns out that her first Cardi Rosa was one of the Deputy/Inca puppies.. The one that required a middle of the night emergency trip so that I could show Sarah how to tube feed. Sadly, Rosa never learned to not chase trucks. A neighbor managed to miss her with his truck, but she was hit by the flatbed behind him. Very sad. 
The more we travel, the smaller the world becomes (or at least the western US).

Mom e-mailed Sarah and she wrote back telling about the picture book she received of Rosa's life.  Me and Dora met Bella on a walk later and we barked at each other to say "Hello!"

Huxley met some campers who talked funny and said that they had one just like him at home and took pictures of him and then of Dora. I guess they have a black with brindle points not a beautiful blue girl like me.

And then on the last day we were there someone else in a yellow KOA shirt rushed out of the office when he saw us and he said that he has a friend with a Cardigan and she shows them and just won a big award at a big show as was going to England to show (i.e. Crufts).

Sometimes you run into people who know us Cardigans and don't think we are border-collie corgi crosses or Aussie-corgi crosses.

Mom and Dad wanted to start heading back to Orygun because they have things to do there and also because they are tired of wearing jeans and sweatshirts and want to wear shorts and t-shirts and sandals again. So we got in our crates and moved the house a little farther to a different state.

We went to another KOA and this one was in Green River Utah. There wasn't a dog park here, just an area by some trees for us to walk.

It wasn't very busy there but there were some other dogs. There was a miniature schnauzer across the street that barked at us. Then there was a lady with a German Shepherd who was sleeping in the back of her car with a tent made up of tarps over her car. That was kind of strange to us and we felt sorry for the dog that he didn't have a house like ours. One night there was even a Pembroke visiting who did have a house like ours.

Right across the fence from the dog walking area me and Dora saw and barked at these:

Cows with babies!

Mom was mean and didn't let us go chase them.

We could see them all of the time, right from our house.

Dora found this on the road on one of her walks and didn't even eat it. Some birds might be sad because this was going to be their baby. 

There were big violent thunder storms the first nights we were in Green River. Huxley is very scared of thunder and can even hear it and start shaking before Mom and Dad know that it's coming. Huxley doesn't like loud scary sounds. One night Dad was cooking hamburger for dirty rice and Huxley started shaking and looking at the smoke detector over the door. Huxley is smart for a boy dog and knows that when Dad is cooking on the stove that the smoke detector goes off. But this night was a little warmer and Dad could open the door and the windows so it didn't make that awful noise after all.

Then we got in the car and moved to MY BIRTHDAY PLACE!

We are still in Utah and at Park City RV Resort. There is a dog yard here that me and Dora and Huxley have played in and there is lush wet green grass there and right in our yard too. It has been so long since we have had this wonderful kind of green grass. We did have some at Expo New Mexico but not in our yard or close to where we were camping.

There is a bench for Mom to sit and watch us while we play and a waterfall fountain right on the other side of the fence.

We were going to just stay one night but now we are going to stay a little longer so that Mom and Dad can work a little and Mom can catch up with her blog. And Mom and Dad went to Costco in Salt Lake City this morning and bought us more dog chicken and cottage cheese so we will be happy.

For my birthday I have been celebrating with a few little lemon cakes and sharing a glass of Polygamy Porter from Wasatch Brewing while working on the blog.

I think that five is going to be a good age to be.

Monday, May 25, 2015

Chaco Canyon

One day is not long enough to visit the Chaco Culture National Historical Park. We had planned to go back a second day but then it rained. And rained. 

There are two issues: first is that the park is miles from anywhere. Second is that while the roads in the park are paved, the roads to get to the park pass through miles of the Navajo Nation which are not as well maintained. 

They degrade from paved to gravel.

Then they go from gravel to dirt. The kind of dirt full of ruts that turns to mud when wet. Plus there are washes subject to flooding.

Even with the jeep we were worried about getting stuck after the deluge.

Fajada Butte marks the opening of the canyon and the start of your journey through time.


Hungo Pavi

The first of the ruins we visited, Hungo Pavi hugs a cliff in a side canyon, Mockingbird Canyon. 

This "Great House" contained about 150 rooms, a kiva, and a plaza. It has not been excavated or reconstructed.

One of the Chaco staircases leads up to the mesa. Multiple houses/pueblos existed on top of the mesa as well as down in the canyon.

A close-up of the staircase. The steps are too large to walk up on foot. They must have been used to climb more like a ladder.

You can see where the posts between floors were in the above photo.


Note the thickness of the walls.

More ceiling/floor timbers.  Skilled masonry work.

Detail of wall interior.

Beautiful view of the rocks and cliff from the pueblo.

Above: a void where a beam ran between floors. 

Below: a window opening. It is easy to see the difference in construction.


Chetro Ketl

The second-largest of the great houses, Chetro Ketl covers around three acres.

The diameter of the great kiva is 62.5'.

There are numerous smaller kivas and round towers.

Originally three stories tall, here we look down into an excavated lower floor.

Love the masonry here with the small pices between the larger stone blocks.

Outlying rooms hug the cliff.



A path along the canyon edge leads from Chetro Ketl to Pueblo Bonito. Many petroglyphs have been etched into the sandstone of the cliff face.

Man surprised by small figure next to him?

View to top of the cliff.


We don't see the geometric designs found by the Rio Grande. Spirals seem to be the order of the day. And wavy lines. A representation of rivers?

Detail from above.

Below: detail of figures at bottom right.

We were unsure of what the figure to the right was. Not a sheep or a deer or a bison and before the Spaniards brought horses. Further research led to the conclusion that it is a dog. At this time both dogs and turkeys were domesticated and were an important part of puebloan life.

Man throwing up hands in surprise at snake.

Bird tracks, river.  Plants? Details below.

This column will someday fall. A similar but even larger column separated from the cliff and fell onto the corner of Pueblo Bonito in 1941.


Pueblo Bonito

The broken remnants of the column that fell in 1941.

Three acres, 800 rooms. The largest of the Chacoan Great Houses.

Multiple kivas and a plaza large enough to have held thousands for ceremonies.

Arrow leads down to a series of rooms which you can walk through.

In the interior, three stories high. Now open air but it is easy to see where the original ceiling was.

Fascinating corner window/opening.

Inside the room I was peeking into you could see the original ceiling and plaster.

A final look back.

To be continued another season or another year . . .