This is Ziggy. She is now seven. The day we brought her home from Legal, we bought her a hedgehog, it remains her favourite toy. She has dozens of other toys but that one is special. Once, when we were on holidays, we took her to a kennel by Leduc (very well run) and she chewed through wire overnight to try to get out. She’s 15 pounds, ran off with the dice last night, threw a fit when no one would give her ham and sulked when someone used the ottoman (HER ottoman) for an hour or so during the evening. Absolute prima donna, much like the characters in the song she was named after (she could have been one of the Spiders from Mars, no doubt) in the car on the way home.
She barks at the neighbours, expects ear scratches and tummy rubs and has 100 pounds of toilet paper under the bed. She chases rabbits, live and in her dreams, hasn’t caught one yet. She can smell raw meat at 2,000 feet but can’t see a live rabbit two feet away. She loves car rides and going for walks and treats me like a returning king when I get home from work. I’ve grown slightly attached over these years.
It’s been a good year. The gig at TSN1260 continues and I enjoy it so much, easily the most fun in coming up 40 years in the industry. My writing for The Athletic is nothing less than a professional dream come true, wonderful group to work with and great feedback from readers old and new. I receive immediate feedback (most recently about this article) and the comments sections on my pieces are growing in size and intensity. That’s the way I like it. If you haven’t subscribed, and want to, the best available deal is here.
Mrs. Lowetide is doing well, she is the heart and soul of the family and keeps things rolling down the highway. You know, it’ll be 36 years we’ve been married in May, our first date was January 27, 1982 (Oilers tied Chicago, on goals by Pat Hughes, Glenn Anderson and 99, Fuhr stopping 26 of 29). That’s 37 years in January. I think it may just work out. She’s the best.
Our son is planning on heading to NAIT or Pixel Blue in the fall, he’s most interested in sound production (has been writing his own songs for video games for years, so in some ways he’s ideally suited to it). Could have blown me over with a feather when he told me, but it’s one area where I might be able to give him a helping hand.
Our daughter is also planning to head to post-secondary, upgrading in a couple of areas and then diving in. She is a talented writer and animator, but may not head in that direction, the goal now is teacher. Illustrating and creative visual are her strengths, so we’ll see what the year brings.
We’re good, this bunch. We’re healthy and happy, a couple in the group are restless to try new adventures and that’s as is should be. Maybe this year will be the one where the dog will get within two feet of a rabbit and see the damn thing. Merry Christmas to you and yours, God bless you and your family. I’ll have a hockey post noonish.