A long way to sharing our furever home

Tom and Jerry, Canile di Borgovercelli

During the latter part of August we took our first step in finding another dog to fill the void left by our beloved Westie: we visited the local dog kennel or canile. It’ll be easy, we both thought. Go in and pick one. There must lots of unwanted puppies in need of a home. Well that turned out to be absolutely not true when we spoke to the woman who took us around for a look at all of their ‘guests’.

She tells us, “We have no puppies here. All of our dogs come from the south (Italy). The kennels are so full there, that many are brought here to the north in hopes of finding homes for them. Most are also older dogs; we have a couple that I can show you, but they are at least 10 years old. If you are looking for puppies, it’s better to go to a private kennel.

We were more than agreeable to visit the small and medium dogs, and as we stopped at each ‘box’ (I know it sounds horrible but that’s what they call the individual runs), the guide gave us a brief description of habits and personality. She also showed us the play area and at what hours the dogs are fed and let out to play.

When questioned about the adoption process, she informed us that if a family already has a dog, the kennel does a sort of introduction in a neutral area, like a park. This will determine if both dogs are compatible. Some kennels will also allow adoptions only from a certain distance or region in order for them to be able to check up on new adoptees to make sure all is well.

Since that visit I’ve been looking at everything Google throws at me but still haven’t found a male or female that meets the criteria: small, 5 years or younger, and okay with other dogs. That last part is a big deal since we have Mister B, and I completely understand why the kind people who care for homeless dogs are keen on finding the right furever home for them. In the above image, I fell inlove with Tom and Jerry even if they’re older and adoptions are open only to those living within 100 km of the kennel location. The page description says:

Born 2010, wirehaired dachshunds, small, male. No longer young but very lively; a house with a yard or garden is required. Not compatible with other dogs. ADOPTION ONLY AS A COUPLE.

A new month and a new season

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“When August ends with heavy rainstorms, the new season has arrived.”

The MotH well remembers his grandmother saying this when he was little, but it’s the first time he has shared this memory after I had casually mentioned the distinct change in the air. The changes are multiple: the angle of the light is lower, the days are getting discernibly shorter, and suddenly I’m hungry for thick vegetable soups and loaves of crusty bread. Hello September!

A recap of last month would be in order but since we’re nearly always home during this period, August was the same as others before: hot (so stoked that we finally folded and had A/C installed earlier this year) and a bit much (next-door summer dwellers brought their ill-mannered selves). MotH ticked off several home projects on his list and I baked like crazy. Be it bread or pizza, at an oven cranked up to 500°F, I put the A/C and humidity function to the test. It was probably the most hot/not hot month that we’ve ever had.

Things to look forward to

As if I didn’t clock in enough baking hours already… Sourdough September means il forno is set for another marathon as I work through baker percentages and different flour/flavor combos. Our favorite sours are Red Walnut (pictured above) and Apricot-Hazelnut but now’s the time, or month, to join in. #sourdoughseptember

Another plus for September: the last car loan payment. No more monkeys on our backs.🐒🐒🐒

And lastly, a taste of France comes to town with their traveling markets throughout Italy. With the recent news about a surge in positive coronavirus cases across the border, I’m glad we chose to stay put. French wine can always be ordered online but for cheese and paté, I prefer to look before buying. If you’re in Italy check their Facebook page: Mercatino Regionale Francese.