Thursday, October 28, 2010

104 of 365 of What it is Like to Run a Resort


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

We have a lot of trees down because of the high winds that were up to 50 miles per hour. These 3 trees fell across each other and on top of an electrical pole. The pole is our own, which takes the electrical from one cabin and keeps it up high as it connects to another cabin. We also had trees fall on one of our light poles across from this cabin. The Balsam cabin sits on top of a hill so it got the most wind. Our Cedar cabin had a tree break off in half and the top missed the cabin by inches. Its almost like a miracle that the top of that tree didn't hit the roof of Cedar.

There are a lot of branches lying around and trees down, but for the most part they are out of the way for now. John went up to the Balsam cabin with me. I took pictures for insurance purposes and then he started his chain saw. We had shut off the power first, of course. Soon the trees were cut up and taken off of the line. Senna barked and romped around us. Buddy limped his way up hill to sit by us.

He is in a lot of pain, no matter how many pills we give him. Buddy isn't doing too well but he still loves to be pet and loves to be by us. It will be so hard to put him down tomorrow, but we have to. He is suffering and that's no way to live. He pooped in the house twice again last night and couldn't get up a couple of times. When he was eating his supper, he staggered and almost fell because he could hardly stand. It is so sad. He was such a perfect dog.

Earlier I had retrieved some laundry from the Balsam cabin. I looked like Santa again as I carried a huge bag of laundry down to the basement. So I did a few loads of laundry again today.

The sleet was coming down and the wind was blowing it horizontally. It was a miserable day so I tried to stay in as much as possible.

John took the Chrysler up to Ironwood to get the back end aligned. He didn't give them his cell phone number, which he had in his pocket. So when he came back at the time they told him it would be finished, it was not. It needed ty-rods too. So he had to make another appointment for Friday. He at least got some things done. He returned some things to the store, looked for new gym shoes and ate lunch. But still he felt like he had wasted the entire day. It takes a half hour just to drive one way to Ironwood.

I sewed on a Christmas present for awhile while doing the laundry, and then when it got dark, I went upstairs. I made spaghetti for dinner. Just when it was finished, John was pulling down to the basement with his chainsaw and ATV. Some fishermen who are staying here stopped him there and talked to him for awhile. Later he told me he was really cold but stayed to talk anyway because that's important.

While John was talking, in walked Dave, our caretaker for the winter. He had his 2 year old granddaughter with him. Victoria is such a cutie. We fed her spaghetti, milk, a cookie and toast. I gave her a toy I had just washed. It was a hand-knit octopus that someone had left here. She loved it so I said she could have it. I was glad I had washed it and that I had something to give her to play with. We forced Dave to join us for dinner and then he left with Victoria to go up to his cabin.

John went to bed to lie down with all the covers on since he still felt chilled. I read a book for a little while and then I knelt down to pet Buddy. I layed down next to him for about an hour petting and loving him. He will not be with us much longer since tomorrow at 11 a.m. the vet will be coming to our resort to put him down. So I pet Buddy and cried a little. He was such a loving and perfect dog. He loved kids, loved to be by people and loved his family. He will be missed terribly.

Senna, our Golden, got jealous and so I had to pet her too. As the tears rolled down my cheeks, I realized how much our dogs have meant to us. They are our family and it seems cruel to put one down purposely. But if Buddy had been in a wolf pack, they would have killed him already because he is lame. Nature works in mysterious ways sometimes. So he lived 13 & 3/4 years. I had rescued him and gave him a wonderful life. People knew his time was near so all summer he got a lot more love than usual. No matter how much I wanted to keep Buddy by me forever, it would be cruel to make him suffer longer. His pain meds were already increased to double the amount and he still was in a lot of pain. This is so sad but I feel it is right.

No one came in the bar and the wind still howled outside late at night. It was very cold out there and I felt sorry for any animals that were kept outside. I was glad we were all warm and safe.

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