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We’re Baaaaaaack!


Losing Cook Dollar Barn was one of the worst experiences we have lived through. It wasn’t just a store; it was an important social hub for the Pajari Girls, and our little town, too. Every day, the list of people and things we miss gets longer. And when people told us that there must be something even better around the corner, we KNEW they were lying.

Now, we are headed back. Back in “A Barn, if not “The Barn”.

So here’s the scoop: barring zoning, insurance or licensing issues, Her Highness The Queen of Poo (Lois) is hoping to open the Peterson family homestead as a petting farm/ event location this summer! Can we get a whoop whoop??

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Frost


Here in northern MN, bitching about the weather and the 9-month-long winter is a sport, a hobby, a point of pride, and a way of life. It wasn’t really working for me, though. I have found that hating things I have no control over hurts me a lot more than the thing I am hating. It doesn’t mean I long for -40F in July–I just try to spend less energy on stuff I can’t change and more energy on the stuff I CAN.  So I’m trying to hate it less. Prozac also helps. And a tanning bed. But I digress.

These are my favorite shots (so far) of frost this winter. They are of hoar frost on the Norway Pines and a couple windows in my house, taken on two different days. This lovely wiki article explains the different types of frost. “Hoar” -yes, pronounced just like “whore”…haha.- comes from an Old English word meaning “looks old”. I can hear the Spawn yelling “Nerd Alert!!” already. Whatever.

The window pics were taken during our week-long Get Inked with the Pajari Girls Tattoo Party when it was -30F and colder. (We felt sorry for the  Texan tattoo artist who had never been Up North, but he seemed to man up pretty well. Still working on THAT post.)

The outside pics were taken on a much warmer day. Good thing, too, or I wouldn’t have been outside to hear the cow bell on the Ginormous White Slobbering Dog Who Thinks the Gravel Pit is the Pyrenees Mountains telling the neighbors they are trespassing in their own yard. This is far outside his approved boundary, but he does not agree.

Click on any pic to start a slideshow. (They are better full-screen.)

Another cool slideshow of winter can be found here: Weekly Photo Challenge: Delicate. I took those next door at my sister’s house-The Funny Farm- aka our Great Grandparents’ homestead.

If winter is making you want to kill something, seek professional help and/or this post I wrote for our new site www.cookdollarbarn.com. I’m Employee of the Year there. True story.

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What You Should Know About Great Pyrennes


WOO HOO!! My Big Bossy Sister has contributed to the blog!!! The following post was written by LOIS!~Loveyabye,  Laura

 

I have been told, under no uncertain terms, that if I don’t contribute something to this blog my sister is going to change the name to “Pajari GIRL.com”. 

 

So here it goes….

 

Laura tells me that the Great Pyrenees stories get the most attention on the blog and this, of all things, has forced me to finally put in my two cents.   (Notice I never even defended myself when it came to the “Queen of Poo” thing – see post titled POO!!.)

 

Here is the deal…and I cannot stress this enough….the Great Pyrenees, as a breed, are NOT for everyone.  I’m not entirely sure who they ARE for, but I know for a fact they aren’t for everyone.   

 

If you have seen the pictures and heard the stories on the blog and are tempted to run right out and get your self a “Ginormous White Slobbering Dog”, I will tell you right now… DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!!! 

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Okay, so I’m not saying don’t EVER think about it…I’m just saying you damn well better educate yourself so you know what you are getting into.  I didn’t and here’s what I’ve come up with so far:

 

Attraction for humans… they are huge, they are unique, they are fluffy and white.  

 

What humans quickly find out about them….they are huge, they are stubborn, they wander, they do things on their terms and being that they are sooo white a fluffy you will spend more on grooming than you will spend on your next car.

 

I will not pretend to be an expert on Great Pyrs.  However, my experience with THIS Great Pyr has been the most exasperating experience I have ever had with a dog.  (I am told, and I firmly believe, that God makes the naughty ones extra cute.) 

 

Jai is a dog that someone decided they just had to have.  And then sadly they decided that he was too big.  And he was too loud.  And too expensive.  And too energetic.  And too destructive.  Andy waay too much to groom. And so, he was left tied to a tree to die.

 

I will not give up on our Ginormous White Slobbering Dog.  I will keep reading.  I will keep talking to people with breed experience.  We’ll keep working with him and someday we will find a compromise he will agree with.  

 

Christmas Adventure


Any activity outside when the high temp is one degree above zero and the low is 17 below zero is an adventure. Eldest Spawn and New Guy Clint took this lovely family photo on their way to their next Christmas, while  Middle and Youngest Spawn stayed in the house, and Lois, Big Guy and I watered and fed the herd.

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This is the Pajari Family Wave, aka “Say ‘Cheese’!” . PS: Thanks eldest spawn, for posting to FB…I can kiss the Parent of the Year Award away again this year.

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I felt about 5 years old borrowing my sister’s husband’s Carhartt bibs. I’m an average 5’6″, but I still had a six inch roll on the bottom cuffs. The man’s a freakin Sasquatch..

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This is my big sister Lois sporting her super warm South Park Kenny coat. She likes having her picture taken in this coat. Pretty sure she’s giving me the Pajari Family Wave; hard to tell with mittens though. Thanks, Husimann!!

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Smile, Sissy!! And Little Bit.. 🙂

She said “Climb up here and blow in this wet, metal fitting.” It felt like a trick…

I was pretty sure this was gonna be me.

I was pretty sure this was gonna be me.

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…but I did it anyway. It was that, or fight with a hundred-foot frozen hose tomorrow.

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See Big Guy waaaaay down there? He is the shorter tree between the two pines. Said the water shot outta the end of the hose EIGHT FEET.

Walli Pajari-Williams and GusGus love the snow. Here’s a short video of Corgis in Winter.

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The alpacas didn’t seem particularly grateful.

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I’m sure Jai is part polar bear. He loves winter, and was playing with the lovely ice candle ring I made for Lois and Big Guy.

Next, we decided the herd needed some extra calories for Christmas and cold weather. I made a short video of their approach. This bunch is VERY food-motivated. I was pretty sure this video would end up on a 48 Hours Special as my death sequence.

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barn, farm, winter The pines in the foreground are the windbreak where I found Narnia and pine cones for a craft project. You can just barely see the huge pine (in the background) we visited on our adventure the other night.

    After that, we needed a kettle of hot water for hot chocolate and Ice Hole Butterscotch Schnapps. And a little nap. Merry Christmas from our barn to yours!!

Adventure Number Two, Tuesday


Here’s part one in case you missed it.

My sister has been dying to share the adventure of walking the Ginormous White Slobbering Dog around the hayfield, but mornings suck and by evening the thought of walking a mile is a bit much for this arthritic 37 year-old. So, because solving problems is what she does, she used the Christmas gift we got her as a backup plan. She and Jill and Danny would walk the dog while pulling a big black sled. When I got pooped, I climbed in. We need a team of horses, but Lois and Jill work for now. 🙂

It gets dark here around 4 pm this time of year, but the factory next door has a really bright light that reflects off the snow and makes it possible to walk in the field at night. Also, the camera has a night function and a great flash, so I was able to get a few snapshots of our adventure.

Thanks, ladies! Click on the first picture to start the slideshow/ Gallery view.

Goodbye Mr. Stinky Droolface


We said our final goodbyes to Stinky on Friday, when it became apparent that the cancer was hurting too much for the pain meds, and he started throwing up. There are so many things I want to say about this gentle giant, but for once I’m pretty much speechless. Here’s to the world’s biggest lapdog, Mr. Stinky Droolface, aka: Harley the Mastiffosaurus Wrecks.

The following is a WordPress Gallery, which is a fancy, foofy name for a slideshow. Click on any image to start.

Here is Part One and Part Two of Stinky’s Story, if you missed them.

Here’s a video I took a few weeks ago.

Mr. Stinky Droolface Part 2


If you’re raising your hand (because you fell behind,) here’s Part One.

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This IS his happy face. And Gus’ frustrated-to-be-juuuust-out-of-reach face.

Long story short, Mr. Stinky Droolface seemed to be in good spirits today around lunchtime. Got him to eat, and he still insists the water bucket outside tastes much better. He isn’t using his right hind foot much, but he made the rounds, checking on Little Bit the pony, Jai the Ginormous White Slobbering Dog, and finally settling himself in a sunbeam near GusGus.

Maybe it’s just me, but it seems Stinky’s telling the puppies important dog things. I hope so. Like reminding the Herd that the ruminants belongs IN the fence, unless they are on a leash like Little Bit.

There are so many great pics of all the creatures of The Funny Farm, I decided to try a slideshow:

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