First, let's talk the end of February. What a month it was, and what a beautiful productive ending----at least for us Lovestead residents and friends.
All photos today are the work of Annie Love who's here visiting the Lovestead this weekend.
After the squirrel came for morning treats yesterday, the jays arrived and put on their morning show for all photographers who happened to be sitting in the living room with a cell phone handy.
I must say that cell phone of Annie's captures some lovely shots. With the exception of the coyote pictures at the bottom and the ZAGS senior photos which came from the Gonzaga Men's Basketball website, I believe all the others came from Annie's phone.
She wanted to go geocaching yesterday, so Bill suggested taking the Clark Fork route. Looks like they made it to Montana too. Annie found 19 caches yesterday, along with her dad and Foster. They also stopped off at the Pantry where she sampled her first freshly made sandwich.
While they were enjoying their geocaching, I stayed home and prepared items for our spaghetti dinner and did a little house cleaning while catching snatches of basketball games on the TV.
Once the housework was under control, it was grooming time. Two horses and two dogs received various levels of brushing, coming, clipping and bathing. Actually, Kiwi got the bath and she LOVED it.
I figured out the logistics, in advance of how I could efficiently bathe her in the downstairs tub and keep the mess to a minimum. Towels were set out, a pitcher from the kitchen was easily accessible for rinsing and both doors to the tub were removed for an easy ingress and egress for Kiwi.
All turned out well, as it took about four towels to dry her beautiful and sparkling clean coat. Later, we sat in the sun near the barn while I combed out and fluffed up her hair. Kea received a good brushing and some snips in the rear area where matted tags have formed.
As for horses, Lily received the most attention with some bridle path, muzzle and fetlock trimming along with a thorough brush down. A fairly substantial carpet of white winter hair has yet to be removed from the mats where her beauty operation took place.
Lefty stood in the barnyard while I brushed him from stem to stern.
All four seemed quite pleased with their afternoon attention, and I loved going outside occasionally just to view the results.
My sisters, Willie and Maryann came for dinner, and we sat down to a sumptuous spaghetti dinner, complete with red devils food cake from Costco.
Twas a dismal, frustrating evening, to say the least. Somehow that spaghetti and all the trimmings lingered in my stomach like a big concrete lump as time after time, everything that could possibly go wrong for the ZAGS in MacArthey Athletic Complex did just that---went wrong.
Everything that could possibly go right for the BYU Cougars did just that---went right.
Heck, even the shot that McClelland was supposed to miss after ALL those other missed ZAG shots, fell right into the basket. It was obvious that it was the first time in that young man's life that scoring a point was so disappointing.
Never fear, though, coach Mark Few gave him a hug when he walked back to the bench. And, I have a feeling that thousands of ZAGS faithful have been and are still sending virtual hugs to the ZAGS this morning.
They lost, but I also have a feeling they gained a lot from last night's monumental disappointment. As John Blanchette, the Spokesman columnist, pointed out this morning, many hopes for the magical season the ZAGS have enjoyed vanished in a flash----but not perspective.
So often in life, it's in the losing that we gain the most. So be it with the ZAGS. They will bounce back.
I have one more feeling: they'll emerge from this setback with their usual grace and style and determination to attain a much higher level of execution in the sport they so love.
The best is yet to come with our ZAGS. Last night's stern lesson in the Kennel will provide the seed for a phenomenal March and for the best season of "Dancing with the ZAGS" ever.
And, we, the ZAG faithful will continue to cheer them on every step of the way.
As a side note, I feel the need to complain vigorously about ESPN's "Viagra Monologue" which played continuously at every station break.
Viagra and ESPN may be considering the importance of the bottom line, but it would be nice for them exhibit a sense of responsibility by considering the family setting which makes up the majority of the audience for presentations like last night's game.
Their decision to air those endless repetitive ads was, at the very least, inappropriate, and grossly irresponsible.
GO ZAGS! Happy Sunday.
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