Long Weekend!

Well, as much as I'd love to report something really exciting happening, I can't!

We didn't manage to get that darn fox, but the dog catcher said he was still out there. On Sunday after church, my mom said it attacked her and she was ready to jump into the back of a white pickup truck as she was walking to the ice to watch the dog races. It barked at her and walked off. We're still waiting to hear whether it was shot or not. Apparently it has attacked many dogs and they are all quarrantined...including Nugent. But, he's being quarrantined at our house! :)


Dean with his AR-15 ready to shoot the fox!

I missed the Archie Ferguson/Willie Goodwin Snow Machine race, because my husband told a friend of ours that he could use MY snowmachine to watch. I was a little peeved, but it gave Kaisa and I a chance to go to Anchorage for the day to do some Birthday Shopping. My little girl will be SIX years old. Oh my, how times flies.

She was super excited to sit in "First Place," or First Class as many of us know. She asked for her complimentary water, and her cranberry juice in a glass! Kaisa slept on the way to Nome, but stayed awake for the trip to Anchorage, becasue she knew we'd be getting breakfast. They served us spinach quiche, fresh fruit and sausage.



There was some trepidation in her trying the quiche, and she declared as loud as she could, "My mommys egg pie is way better than this one...but I'll still have a bite, right mom?" So, I was happy for that vote of confidence for my quiche, or Egg Pie!

Landing in Nome, we heard news that the volcano had erupted again, so I was a little worried that we'd get stuck in Anchorage. Luckily, the ash was moving SouthEast and we could fly around it. I only took my little canon pocket camera, so the photo's are a little grainy!



A full day ensued with our traditional stop to McDonald's for a happy meal. Elsa and I didn't get anything, but we can't come to Anchorage without getting a Happy Meal!

Kaisa decided that she wanted to have a Build-a-bear party. Many of you know, we don't have a build-a-bear in Kotzebue, let alone a mini-mall. So, we went to the Fifth Avenue Mall and picked out 12 build-a-bears for her friends, and had the staff stuff the arms, legs and partial bodies. At her party, we will place the hearts in their bodies, finish stuffing them, and play a few games for outfits. We are happy to know that for $120 we can have a 12 kid party! :)

From there, we headed to The Party Store, where we picked up some party favors, face paints, and the sort. We ran into Kaisa's great-aunt Bingy, and she got her first (of many) birthday presents from her. She was so excited!



From there, we headed to Fred Meyers for my groceries (and some Easter stuff for the kids) and a bottle of wine. We managed to pack in SIX rubbermaid totes full of stuff to bring back to Kotzebue! We left at 8:30 am and arrived back in Kotzebue by 7:30 p.m. It was a long, but really good day! We did get everything accomplished we set out to do, so I'm not complaining of jet lag.

While everyone was out tooting around on snowmachine, Dean and Spencer went out hunting for whatever they could find! Spencer had his snow shoes and was able to get a few rabbits in the willows. Its our tradition to eat Rabbit on Easter.





Don't knock it till you try it! :)

Tonight is the Wrestler's Banquet. Can't wait to eat deep fried shii fish in beer batter! mmm...

A fox and his Friends...

Sorry no photos, but I have a story for you... Its a, 'where else but Alaska could you..." story.

Its about a Fox. Lets call him, "Foxy." He is the cousin to the cross fox that Dean and Koy killed next to our airplane. a while back.
Anyway, Foxy decided that he would avenge his cousins death, so he put on his Saturday best and walked to Kotzebue. While in Kotzebue, he wandered around to various dog yards and bit a few dogs here and there. He wanted to make sure they understood that he meant business.
After a few bites throughout the day, an especially good day, considering most humans were watching the snow machine and dog races on the ice in front of town, he decided he'd find Dean and Koy.
Yelping some random chants here and there, he eventally meandered into the Lukin's property. There, he found Nugent and Shockie, the Labs who live with both Dean and Koy and their family.
Foxy decided he'd play a game, since he was feeling somewhat brave. He knew the dogs chains only allowed them to run for 15 feet in either direction, so he danced circles around both dogs, yelping in a sing song voice.
Both dogs were furious, and let their owners know. As soon as Dean looked out the window, and Nugent was preoccupied, Foxy jumped at his chance to bite him. And bite him he did, right on the back of the head. He thought to himself, "that's what you get for shooting my cousin."
Nugent the Lab was pissed. He darted back and forth at Foxy as did Shockie. No sooner than Foxy bit Nugent, did Dean come out with a rifle. Without a clear and easy shot, Dean could not take the chance of harming anything but Foxy. So Foxy ran.
He ran and ran until he found another dog to toy with. Foxy danced circles around the white German Shepard on a five foot chain biting him in the leg, darting in and out of his circle of chains.
Foxy grew tired of this game, and eventually decided to leave that house, and go back to the Lukin's for more. He came back with a vengance, but Nugent would have nothing of it. Nugent charged Foxy and bit the end of his tail off. He was surprised at the speed and vengence of the Lab, as well as the fact that he now had three police vehicles, Dean, and the Dog Catcher after him. In all, that was three 44 mag's, a 17 mach-2, and a .22 all armed and ready to fire.
Foxy grew restless and disoriented, he wound up backtracking, but managed to keep the humans at bay. He ran back home in hopes of never seeing them again...
The End.

Why, you ask did I write this story? BECAUSE ITS HAPPENING right now outside my house. Nugent has to be quarantined, for I don't know how long. Right now, as I type, the police force, the Dog Catcher AND Dean are outside. The officers got on their loud speaker and told everyone in our neighborhood to stay inside and bring your animals inside. Which is hard to do for the family who has the sled dog yard. The owner is outside standing vigilantly beside his beloved sled dogs with a 22 rifle and has said he will continue to stand outside until its shot. Dean, I guarantee, because Nugent was bit, will not rest tonight until he kills that fox, and the skin is hanging in our garage on a stretch board. Guarantee.

Like I said...Where else, but Alaska could your husband be outside wielding a rifle to shoot a rabid fox next to your own house?! :) (Almost like the Polar Bear story eh?!)

Don't let your kids play out without a gun (or at least a knife!)! :) My kids would love it.

*Correction: Dean came home. He was carrying an AR-15, gussied up in homemade white "winter camo" to shoot that fox, rather than a .17 mach-2.