St. Joseph Street

I love walking down St. Joseph Street in downtown Toronto. The street consists mostly of 1940s-era Art Deco and/or brownstone apartments. Much of the original architecture is still in place and, thankfully, the street has not been totally overrun with towering condos. Yes, there are some condos on this street, but they have been kept low (not counting FIVE St. Joseph near the corner of Yonge Street) and styled to match the existing architecture of the original buildings. I always feel like I’m stepping back in time when I walk through this small street, which really only stretches from Queen’s Park Crescent to Yonge Street; it’s a small street with big character, and there’s a lot of gay history here as well.

Apartments at 26 St. Joseph Street
The Canadian Music Centre, 20 St. Joseph Street

A Dark Past

The street is quite idyllic until you come upon an apartment building at 16 St. Joseph. Whenever I pass by this building I always think of that atrocious murder of gay bar owner Sandy LeBlanc in September 1978, and I wonder who committed this violent murder and for what reason. This murder is famous in the annals of Toronto’s gay history, and remains unsolved to this day.

There has been a lot written on this particular murder so I won’t go into great detail here, nor am I qualified to – just Google it if you want to learn more. Basically, friends of Sandy LeBlanc became worried when they didn’t hear from him after a day or two. The friends went to the apartment building and kicked Sandy’s door in – they found LeBlanc’s bloody body on the floor. He had been stabbed over 100 times – the police called it “overkill” and I can certainly see why. Police at the time found bloody footprints leading from the carpet in the bedroom to a window overlooking the alley. Reports said the carpet was so thick with blood it squished when officers walked on it. A bloody handkerchief was also found on the front lawn of the property.

The building was known as 16 St. Joseph Court at the time of the murder in 1978

Anyway, back to the street…

11 St. Joseph Street. Home many years ago to the famous and seminal 1970s gay club “The Manatee”, and later, “The Playground”. The condo building has been rebuilt since that time, but reconstructed in the exact same design as the original.
Luxury townhouse at 10 St. Joseph Street
5 St. Joseph Street – former home of the gay club “Katrina’s”, later renamed “Colbys”, and later still became “Bachelors”. Like 11 St. Joseph Street beside it, the original building was demolished but a new one rebuilt in the exact style.
Near the corner of Yonge and St. Joseph Streets stands a sculpture entitled “Artifacts of Memory”, created by artist Eldon Garnet. It is composed of five lines of text which stretch out into interconnected yet disparate strands:
Not on St. Joseph Street but right around the corner is 579 Yonge Street, home to the awesome gay bar “Cornelius” back in the day. The dichotomy of this building still amuses me to this day – in the 70s and 80s, “Cornelius” sat above the notorious biker bar “The Gasworks”. You could not possibly have found two more disparate worlds co-existing in one structure.

And… that’s about it. If you’re interested in the history of Toronto’s gay clubs from the 60s, 70s and 80s, check out the site Then & Now. There’s an abundance of detail there regarding Toronto’s gay past and it makes for fascinating reading, especially if you were in the scene at the time.

The Old Clock on the Stairs

One of my favourite places to photograph is the Toronto Necropolis, as odd as that may sound. I love the Gothic feel and sense of history there. A few weeks ago I was shooting in the Necropolis when I came upon the Columbarium. I paused to read the inscription on the tower:

When shall they all meet again / Never here, forever there

The lines were credited to Longfellow, but I was not familiar with this particular poem. As I found out later, the lines are an extraction from Longfellow’s poem The Old Clock On The Stairs. I was struck by this poem so I’ve posted the full content below.

The Old Clock On The Stairs

Somewhat back from the village street
Stands the old-fashioned country-seat.
Across its antique portico
Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw;
And from its station in the hall
An ancient timepiece says to all, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

Half-way up the stairs it stands,
And points and beckons with its hands
From its case of massive oak,
Like a monk, who, under his cloak,
Crosses himself, and sighs, alas!
With sorrowful voice to all who pass, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

By day its voice is low and light;
But in the silent dead of night,
Distinct as a passing footstep’s fall,
It echoes along the vacant hall,
Along the ceiling, along the floor,
And seems to say, at each chamber-door, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

Through days of sorrow and of mirth,
Through days of death and days of birth,
Through every swift vicissitude
Of changeful time, unchanged it has stood,
And as if, like God, it all things saw,
It calmly repeats those words of awe, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

In that mansion used to be
Free-hearted Hospitality;
His great fires up the chimney roared;
The stranger feasted at his board;
But, like the skeleton at the feast,
That warning timepiece never ceased, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

There groups of merry children played,
There youths and maidens dreaming strayed;
O precious hours! O golden prime,
And affluence of love and time!
Even as a miser counts his gold,
Those hours the ancient timepiece told, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

From that chamber, clothed in white,
The bride came forth on her wedding night;
There, in that silent room below,
The dead lay in his shroud of snow;
And in the hush that followed the prayer,
Was heard the old clock on the stair, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

All are scattered now and fled,
Some are married, some are dead;
And when I ask, with throbs of pain,
“Ah! when shall they all meet again?”
As in the days long since gone by,
The ancient timepiece makes reply, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

Never here, forever there,
Where all parting, pain, and care,
And death, and time shall disappear, —
Forever there, but never here!
The horologe of Eternity
Sayeth this incessantly, —
“Forever — never!
Never — forever!”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Girls Just Want to Have Fun”: Excuse, Defiance, and Reassurance

This is a reprint of an article written by Lucy Mao, which appeared on the All Music Guide website, June 15, 2022. I’m publishing it here as I thought it very interesting to take a close textual analysis of the lesser-known version of Lauper’s monster hit from September 1983.

“Girls Just Want To Have Fun”:
Excuse, Defiance, and Reassurance

When most people hear the song “Girls Just Want to Have Fun,” they immediately think of Cyndi Lauper’s 1983 version, released on her debut album She’s So Unusual. What they may not know is that Lauper’s version is actually a cover, as the original was written and recorded by American musician Robert Hazard in 1979. Hazard’s “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” was written from a male perspective, and it is a pity party full of excuses that a guy throws for himself because he can’t get a girl.

The original features roaring instrumentals, with the overpowering percussion, electric guitar, and synths drowning out the vocals at times. The hammering beat and percussion are reminiscent of someone feverishly pounding their fists on the walls, and the scratchy electric guitar imitates a hoarse voice, mimicking what a person sounds like after shrieking. These elements, as well as the fast tempo and frenzied beat, are a sonic representation of a temper tantrum, pointing to the narrator’s overwhelming anger and frustration. But what exactly is he so exasperated about? His inability to get a girl.

The narrator pleads, “I know your love for him / Is deep as day is long / …But when I knock on the door / I’m close now, you could come,” illustrating a woman refusing him. However, rather than improving himself, the narrator puts the blame for such refusals on girls, constantly using excuses to explain his lack of a girlfriend. In response to his parents’ urges to find someone, namely his dad’s “‘My boy, what do you want from your life?'” and his mom’s “‘you’ve got to start living right,'” the narrator defends himself with “Girls just wanna have fun.” He claims that girls are too focused on having fun to make time for him, so he’s still single. His excuse that “Girls just wanna have fun” (and very similar variations) constitute the bulk of the song, suggesting that he is extremely self-defensive; he would rather blame others through a plethora of excuses than take accountability himself. Not only does the narrator blame women, he is also irate at them for choosing fun over him, spitting out the lyrics in a hard, stiff tone and harshly enunciating each word. Hazard is nearly screaming for most of the song, and the pounding beat reinforces his anger; the line “girls just wanna have fun” aligns perfectly with the rhythm, as each word gets punched by a beat.

The pity party continues with Hazard’s whiny vocals. As he groans “That’s all they really want / Some fun” and “It’s all they really want / Good fun,” his voice goes out of tune and his pitch rises. Hazard’s pitch wobbles poutily, with a mesh of drawn out “Ahhhhhhh”s seeming to overlay his voice, giving listeners the impression that he is complaining. The narrator refuses to admit his own shortcomings and believes that he has done no wrong; rather, he thinks it’s the girls who have wronged him. The narrator pities himself so much that he makes himself cry; his tight-throated voice indicates that he is choking back tears and burps, but it sounds artificial and unnatural. He exaggerates his pain and anguish with contrived wails and moans, playing the victim to convince listeners that everyone is against him. The narrator attempts to console himself with “Come on, boy / Oh yeah / You are the fortunate one,” reassuring himself that yes, he can get a girl, because he has all the “tools” necessary to attract a woman. As the narrator sees it, the problem isn’t him.

But the narrator is the only one who believes this, as evidenced by the lack of harmony and backup vocals. There are no other voices in the song except for Hazard’s (and his screams and pouts). The lack of vocal support is perhaps analogous to the absence of social support for the narrator’s “dilemma”; no one agrees that he is faultless and that the women are to blame. Consequently, the narrator is left alone with his excuses, and he throws a pity party at which he is the only guest.

Hazard probably never anticipated that a piece he composed in 20 minutes while showering and deemed a “kind of silly song” would eventually become an international hit. He completely forgot about his 1979 demo until record producer Rick Chertoff came upon it while searching for songs to include on Lauper’s debut album. The lyrics were changed to reflect a girl’s point of view, so Lauper’s cover is more conscious of oppressive social practices against women. While Hazard assumes the role of the oppressor (though he believes otherwise), Lauper is among the oppressed. The line “Oh momma dear, we’re not the fortunate ones” demonstrates how society has stripped women of many rights and privileges, and “Oh daddy dear, you know you’re still number one” calls forth images of patriarchy and male control. Perhaps most strikingly, the lyrics never explicitly state that girls are actively having fun; it only reveals that “girls just wanna have fun.” Lauper’s version recognizes that repressive practices, gender disparities, and gendered social expectations have made it difficult for women to have a good time, so her 1983 cover is also a party, just a different kind; it seeks to liberate women from society’s oppressive rules and give them some well-deserved fun through a cosmic feminist party brimming with energy and joy.

Since Lauper’s version is sung by a woman, the narrator is no longer an outsider to girls’ fun; she is within it and is now the one striving to have a good time, hence the festive atmosphere the song evokes. Lauper’s “Girls Just Want To Have Fun” begins with a sparkling synth glissando signalling that the party is about to begin; it’s like the lights are flickering on as excitement pierces the air. Then, the juicy electric guitar springs into action as the vibrating, fizzy synths awaken from their slumber, shooting out bursts of energy and suggesting that the jamboree is now underway. The firm percussion coming in at regular intervals and the steady beat create a dance rhythm that amplifies the jovial atmosphere, with the sprightly tempo of 120 beats per minute and higher key adding more liveliness and dynamism to the scene. The glittering synth marimba electrifies the mood, and although Lauper uses a chest voice, her vocals are elastic and expansive; they sound luminous, radiating beams of energy and creating a spirited and feisty mood. In addition, most of the chorus and refrain, including the lines “Girls just wanna have fun” and “They just wanna, they just wanna,” are sung by a multitude of voices. There is no harmonizing, as everyone sings the same melody, establishing unity and calling forth a motivational party chant. Nearly all the voices are female, suggesting that women are banding together to live it up, in contrast with Hazard’s lonesome pity party. The music video shows Lauper chanting and dancing with other women, and the camera pans across as each dons a pair of sunglasses, reinforcing women’s solidarity and indicating that they are ready to partay.

The music and vocals’ jubilant party seeks to provide women a safe place to let loose, and the lyrics further these efforts to liberate women from oppressive social customs. Like in the original version, the narrator replies to her mother’s “‘When you gonna live your life right?'” and her father’s “‘What you gonna do with your life?'” with “girls they wanna have fun,” but unlike the original, it is not used as an excuse. Lauper employs the line as an act of defiance, challenging social expectations for women. In the music video, we see the narrator’s mother and father in a traditional home; her mother is wearing an apron and cracking eggs in the kitchen, bringing to mind the image of a housewife. Thus, Lauper’s “girls they wanna have fun” can be interpreted as resisting conservative values confining women to the home, and the line “I come home, in the mornin’ light” (presumably after a night out) emphasizes the narrator’s refusal to conform. Lauper also integrates more informal, lighthearted language, using “girls,” “momma,” and “daddy” instead of “women,” “mother,” and “father.” Although Hazard also incorporates “girls,” his usage is belittling and disrespectful towards women, while Lauper’s casual language is empowering by rejecting propriety. She declares “to hell with being a prim and proper lady,” and her fanatical, wild dancing in the music video further illustrates this defiance.

A major structural change in Lauper’s “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” is the switching of the first two verses. Hazard himself remarked, “She took the first verse and second verse and switched them. Why, I have no idea. Melodically, it’s exactly the same.” But here’s a possible explanation: with this change, the narrator’s interaction with her mother comes before her exchange with her father, bringing to the forefront the idea of “ladies first.” Hazard starts his song with the father (historically the head of the family), a structural choice that affirms male dominance and aligns with the narrator’s hostility towards women. Lauper’s new verse arrangement also makes “I come home, in the mornin’ light” the very first line, putting an act of defiance right at the beginning of the song. This suggests that women are tired of waiting; they are going to fight against social expectations now, without hesitation or reluctance.

Despite it being a cover of Hazard’s 1979 recording, Lauper’s version of “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” is widely accepted as the original. Hazard’s demo never received significant exposure (if any at all), and it was Lauper’s 1983 version that shot up the music charts and garnered international success. “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” became Lauper’s breakthrough single, establishing, if somewhat ironically, her legitimacy as an artist. It often serves as the basis for other covers, with more than 30 artists performing or recording their own versions. As with many other popular songs, covers eventually become covers of covers, and the musical comedy-drama series Glee’s 2011 version is a fitting example. While it is considered a cover of Lauper’s 1983 hit, Glee’s rendition of “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” is more specifically a cover of American musician Greg Laswell’s version of Lauper’s cover.

In the series, Finn (played by Cory Monteith) sings “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” for Santana, who is a closeted lesbian struggling to embrace her sexuality. He wants to assure her that he and the rest of New Directions (the show’s fictional glee club) support her coming out and all care deeply. Due to its heartfelt and emotional context, Glee’s cover is a substantially stripped down version. Acoustic piano is the only instrument used, and the vocals constitute the main presence. Glee’s version is also much shorter than both Hazard and Lauper’s recordings; it contains three verses and two repeats of “That’s all they really want… / Those girls, they wanna have fun.” The refrain does not appear as many times, and there are no extraneous refrain-echoing lines such as “they just want, they just wanna,” making this cover significantly less repetitive or showy. These stripped down elements ensure that the song is short, sweet, and to the point, exposing its tender core and creating a more bare and vulnerable experience. Glee’s “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” thus serves as a place of peaceful solace, seeking to soothe and comfort those who are struggling.

The much slower tempo of 66 beats per minute allows listeners to meander gently through the song, with lingering lines like “Oh girls, they…” and “That’s all they really want…” maintaining the relaxed pace. The soft acoustic piano and quiet, translucent vocals create a calming tenderness, with the delicate layers of harmony forming a halo around Finn’s voice and evoking a spiritual aura that continues to soothe. In the context of the show, these elements establish a safe place where Santana can find support for her sexuality, and, more broadly, they foster a serene environment where the listener can seek refuge and consolation.

While the refrain “girls they wanna have fun” serves as an excuse in Hazard’s original and an act of defiance in Lauper’s version, Glee repurposes it as a reassurance to Santana that her sexuality is nothing to be ashamed of. Not only that, with “fun”‘s positive and sprightly connotation, Finn assures Santana that her sexuality is awesome. Glee’s version supports listeners and validates their anxieties, affirming that the listener is loved and deserves to love themselves. Glee’s cover also, unlike the previous two versions, bridges the gender gap; all the vocalists (Finn and the boys of New Directions) are male, but they are singing for and to a woman. The guys are banding together to uplift women, a stark contrast to Hazard’s anger towards them in the original.

The little-known original “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” by Robert Hazard revolves around a defensive guy who, unable to get a girl, throws a pity party for himself. The overpowering instrumentals illustrate his temper tantrum at his “dilemma,” with the proliferation of excuses and whiny vocals revealing the narrator’s tendency to blame others (specifically women) for his own shortcomings. Four years later, Cyndi Lauper releases her version, rewritten to align with a woman’s perspective, as a cosmic feminist party seeking to liberate women from restrictive social expectations. The sparkling instrumentation, dance rhythm, and luminous vocals set the scene for energetic festivities, with the refrain reshaped into an act of defiance. The structural changes in Lauper’s cover place women’s defiance at the forefront, lifting them out of the abuse they faced in Hazard’s original. Decades later, Glee featured a stripped down version of “Girls Just Want to Have Fun,” with the soft acoustic piano and gentle vocals creating a peaceful refuge, where those who are struggling can find comfort and solace. In this version, the refrain is repurposed as a reassurance, and the gender gap is bridged, with a community of guys coming together to support and uplift women in solidarity.

Dad’s Newspaper Article

I’ve been meaning to post this article for such a long time. Prior to our Dad’s death, the local newspaper ran a story about Dad, as there were now five living generations in our family (in early 2015). The article is a testament to our Dad’s true farming roots.

Toronto Pride 2022

Well, it finally happened – we got our Toronto Pride Weekend back after two long years of waiting! The weather was hot and everyone was ready to party. It was a record year for attendance, exceeding something like 1.9 million people invading the downtown core!

On Church Street

Drag Ball 2022

I didn’t take as many pictures of the Church Street antics this year as I was at Yonge-Dundas Square for most of Saturday enjoying the awesome Drag Ball 2022. I came away from that event with a nasty sunburn and COVID-19, but somehow it was all worth it – what a great day!

From Pride Toronto’s website:
Drag Ball is back in-person, baby! And bigger than ever, with over 50 local drag queens, kings, gender performers, and surprise guests from Drag Race Canada and Call Me Mother. These performers will grace this massive stage for one of the biggest drag shows Pride has ever seen. Get ready for glitter bombs, gowns, meaty tucks, wigs, facial hair, passion, hunty, fierce, fierce, fierce, Tongue pop! Hosted by your favourite sweet and sour treat Lemon, you won’t wanna take your eyes off this stage from start to finish. Our city is overflowing with drag talent, so come out and support Toronto’s drag community on this very important day.

Here’s just a bit of what went down that afternoon:

Toronto Pride is back and what a day it was!!!

Why the Return of In-Person Pride Festivals Is So Important to the LGBTQ2S+ Community

With Pride happening next weekend in Toronto – after a two year absence due to COVID-19 – I thought it quite appropriate to repost this article by Gordon Bowness from the website. So much of the article sums up my feelings about this special time of year.

Happy Pride!

The pride flag raising ceremony on Parliament Hill in Ottawa on June 20, 2018. Various in-person Pride events are scheduled for throughout this month and next in cities across Canada. Photo: Patrick Doyle/Canadian Press

I know how to do Pride well. I can run a mile in a cork wedgie — and have, repeatedly, even as I slid into my late 50s. I marched in New York at an unsanctioned parade to mark AIDS activism and the 25th anniversary of Stonewall, the 1969 riot sparked by a police raid on a LGBTQ2S+ club. This uprising by a group of white, brown and Black queer and trans folk is commemorated by all Prides, like the one in my hometown of Winnipeg, which I skipped through in a sarong. Or the parade in Toronto that my boyfriend and I, dressed in ridiculous outfits, pranced through for 18 years in a row, a tradition that stopped in 2020 due to the COVID-19 pandemic. To say that I yearn to reconnect physically with legions of other LGBTQ2S+ folks at Pride is a gross understatement.

That desire among queer and trans folk is palpable across the country. There is a special energy generated when we gather en masse. And while we have shown incredible ingenuity and tenacity in maintaining connections through social media and other physically distant means, nothing can replace that face-to-face, skin-to-skin, high-heels-on-pavement connection.

After a two-year hiatus, Pride festivities return to in-person events across Canada this summer, with parades being planned from Victoria (June 26) to Winnipeg (June 5), Toronto (June 26) to St. John’s (July 14).

Granted, many Canadians are still wary of COVID-19 and may prefer to show their Pride online or at more private affairs. But those who do venture out are going to devour every flirty look, every awkward encounter with our exes, every moment of campy excess.

The author (right) with boyfriend Maurice Vellekoop, at a Toronto Pride parade. Photo: Lucinda Wallace

At the heart of Pride’s exuberance beats an ignoble secret: pain. That’s why queer and trans joy is so intense; it’s the flip side of pain. And that’s why Pride has always been a party and a protest, whether it was during the AIDS crisis of the ’80s and ’90s, the calls for racial justice and defunding the police in the last few years, or our current crisis of violence against trans folk, where a rash of legislative attacks on trans youth march in lockstep with physical attacks, especially against trans women of colour. A lot of intersectional politics courses through the seemingly frivolous festivities at Pride. Many in our communities are besieged. But when the world is out to get you, there is something vitally radical about just being alive. It’s a simple truth, hard won. Pride is a celebration of life.

Have the past two years been challenging for you? Come join us queer and trans folk at Pride. Shake out the sorrow. We know how to do this, and why.

A version of this article appeared in the June/July 2022 issue with the headline ‘Canadian Pride’, p. 13.

Essential Lyrics #5: Wake Me Up

By way of serendipity I ended up reading the Wiki on Avicii the other day, and thought what a sad story his is. He had enormous success and was loved by fans in so many countries but, in the end, it all became too much for him to bear. The lyrics of Wake Me Up speak to his emotional searching and longing – thoughts and fears we all share.

Avicii, born Tim Bergling was a renowned Swedish musician, DJ, remix artist, and record producer. Born in Stockholm in 1989, he became one of the most popular DJs in the world. Avicii topped charts and toured many countries with his music. The single Wake Me Up was incredibly successful – it reached the number 1 position in over 20 countries across the globe, including Avicii’s home country of Sweden. Wake Me Up was written by Avicii, Aloe Blacc (who delivers the track’s powerful vocals) and American guitarist Mike Einziger.

Avicii released his first studio album, True, in 2013. The album earned him recognition by reaching the top 10 on the international charts and ranking number one in several countries. Wake Me Up, the lead single on the album, topped the music charts of over 30 countries. It reached number 4 on the Billboard Hot 100 charts and has received a six-time platinum certification from the RIAA (Recording Industry Association of America).

Sadly, Avicii committed suicide on April 20, 2018, at age 28; so young. His mind and body just couldn’t take any more of the pressure and stress his incredible success had generated.

Wake Me Up

Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can’t tell where the journey will end
But I know where to start
They tell me I’m too young to understand
They say I’m caught up in a dream
Well life will pass me by if I don’t open up my eyes
Well that’s fine by me

So wake me up when it’s all over
When I’m wiser and I’m older
All this time I was finding myself, and I
Didn’t know I was lost

So wake me up when it’s all over
When I’m wiser and I’m older
All this time I was finding myself, and I
Didn’t know I was lost

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
Hope I get the chance to travel the world
But I don’t have any plans
Wish that I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life’s a game made for everyone
And love is a prize

So wake me up when it’s all over
When I’m wiser and I’m older
All this time I was finding myself, and I
Didn’t know I was lost

So wake me up when it’s all over
When I’m wiser and I’m older
All this time I was finding myself, and I
I didn’t know I was lost

I didn’t know I was lost
I didn’t know I was lost
I didn’t know I was lost
I didn’t know

Songwriters: Tim Bergling / Michael Aaron Einziger / Egbert Nathaniel Dawkins
Wake Me Up lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Introducing… Ollie!

Hugs and hellos to our new family member – Ollie!

Ollie is a male tri-colour Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I’ve longed for a Cavalier as long as I can remember; they are a beautiful, calm, obedient breed devoted to their owners. Physically they are beautiful and regal, with their long fluffy ears, lush coat and big, soulful brown eyes.

We had been on the Cavalier waiting lists of several Ontario breeders for some time anticipating our puppy, but we had to wait until the time was right for us. Vince retired at the end of last year, so we wanted to wait until his retirement before we could take on the responsibilities a new puppy demands, not to mention the time and energy required (it’s a 24/7 job!). It has been about 15 years since we raised Sophie from a pup and, in the words of Ms. Dion, it’s all coming back to me now. Ollie is indeed a handful, but we love him dearly, and he will eventually mature into a wonderful dog.

Picking Ollie up on May 7th from Cedar Creek Kennels

Ollie came into our lives at 8 weeks old on May 7th this year when we picked him up at the breeders, Cedar Creek Kennels (awesome folks by the way) near Amaranth, Ontario.

Another BIG reason we wanted a second dog was for our lovely girl, Tulip! Ollie’s arrival has almost completely transformed her! She is now full of bounce and play, whereas before it was couch-city for her most of the time. Tulip is only 3 years old, so she still has plenty of bounce. Ollie and Tulip really like each other and get on so well – I know that as time goes by they will become each other’s best friend. Together, they take tussling and romping to a whole new level.

Since Ollie is only a few weeks old he has not yet had all his vaccinations, so we’ve not been able to take him outside to meet other dogs. When we do go outside with him we’ve been carrying him in our arms; this way it helps with his socialization (to urban sounds, different people, etc.). Some of you have already met his furry little self, though, and we’ll become more visible around the condo grounds once he’s had his shots (which will be soon…).

So, Ollie, here’s to a long and healthy life with us!