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Downton Kenora 7: Previously…, Updates & More

Last episode, I showed you Bonnie’s second Antique Room and how she was fixing it up. Well, boxes and boxes and boxes have been arriving at her barn, all of them full of new things to fill both her rooms up before the tourist season arrives. Every time she comes to work, she’s bringing in some more wares to add to her inventory list and to price and put on the shelves.

She's got ole looking new stuff...

She’s got old-looking new stuff…

And remember I told you how Bonnie and Elizabeth disappeared for a couple of days? They went off to Winnipeg to an auction, among other things. Sadly, they were outbid on many of the things they had hoped to bring back. But they didn’t come back empty handed. Oh, no! Bonnie got several items. This is the only lot she’s brought to the shop yet.

Bonnie doesn't usually buy china. But something about this Nippon ware caught her attention.

Bonnie doesn’t usually buy china. But something about this Nippon ware caught her attention.

Oh! The scribe just tells me that there was an Elephant with this lot that Bonnie wanted. Sometimes you must get things you aren’t really excited about in order to get the item you really want. She wants to enjoy the Elephant and some of the other wins for a little bit before she sells them, Elizabeth says.

I don’t even know what an Elehpant looks like. I have heard, however, that they are huge and that they have a deep-seated fear of an animal that is just itsy bitsy compared to them. So, Bonnie went to work to make her home more hospitable, more Elephant-friendly. And now we have a different sort of visitor at the bookshop.

I hope it doesn't get into my cookie bag.

I hope it doesn’t get into my cookie bag.

Another update… The village on the ice has disappeared. We’ve had some very warm weather, and the ice is disappearing, too. So all the fishing nomads have packed up their huts and … well, I don’t know what they are doing now. Before they left, though, Bonnie must have paid them a visit, ’cause look what we found sitting on the shelf in the new room:

I can't quite reach it. Maybe if they bring the ladder back into the room I can nip in and get a free fish dinner.

I can’t quite reach it. Maybe if they bring the ladder back into the room I can nip in and get a free fish dinner.

On Saturday on our way home, we got behind a growly beast that was driving very slowly, indicating a turn then not turning and generally snarling up traffic (well, two of us were following anyway) until it finally turned onto our Big Gravel Path. Elizabeth thought that the driver might be lost, so she stopped to see if she could help. The two-legger driving said that they were searchers. The police have suspended their search, but others in the community are carrying on because there is still no sign of Delaine Copenace. They didn’t come down Little Gravel Path, so we aren’t sure just how they were searching. Not door to door, anyhow. I hope they find her. Her family is worried sick.

This is turning out to be a long episode, so I’m going to close it with a few photos from today’s room on the tour, Bonnie’s first Antiques Room. If you see something you like, please drop in and pay us a visit. Maybe I’ll let you take it home with you! BOL

What you see from the doorway.

What you see from the doorway.


A nice East Lake Washstand and another wall.

A nice East Lake Washstand and another wall.

But don’t just stand in the doorway. If you don’t come in and turn around, you’ll miss out on a whole lot of other eye candy! Every room is like that.

Bonnie has all kinds of interesting little odds and ends stashed in her rooms. Two-leggers really enjoy exploring them.

Bonnie has all kinds of interesting little odds and ends stashed in her rooms. Two-leggers really enjoy exploring them.

I think Bonnie’s rooms will always be under construction. She’s in them changing them every day she’s working. So, if you drop in and don’t recognise them from our photos, well, don’t panic. We’ll help you get re-oriented. ~:o)=

Downton Kenora 5: I Try Out a New Job

I got to be a search and rescue dog Monday!

It was first thing in the morning. Elizabeth was busy mopping The Foyer floor (unlike Downton Abbey, there are no servants here) when two very official looking male two-leggers came in. One was in a police uniform, the other was not. They had come to search the building for the missing two-legger girl. They asked Bonnie and Elizabeth a bunch of questions first, then Elizabeth took them on a tour of the building. They went room by room through the retail area, then up into the upper rooms and attics. Remember the room Elizabeth is making into a studio? Well, there is another bigger attic behind that one, which raised a bit of a problem.

Remember this photo? See the door way behind me? Yep. That's where the policemen wanted to go.

Remember this photo? See the door way behind me? That’s where the policemen wanted to go.

Elizabeth apologised. “You’re welcome to go in there, of course, but I’m going to have to clear away all that stuff in front of the door so you can get in.”

And then, an amazing thing happened.

“Would you like us to help you with that?”

And so, the policemen helped Elizabeth move all the chairs that had to go to the goodwill shop in Winnipeg with Bonnie this week, and a card displayer that Elizabeth wants to use downstairs. They pulled back a couple of big folded tables and lifted some heavy boxes of books to another spot where Elizabeth could work on them.

I heard all this going on above me (I was in the Tin Room, which I will show you later) and decided I’d better see what on earth was going on up there. When I got upstairs… Well! Is that another room I’ve never seen before? So, I marched right past those policemen and checked it out to make sure it was safe for two-leggers before anyone went in. I told them there was no one there, but they decided to look for themselves. I didn’t take it personally. This was my first try at search and rescue, so they should make sure I’m doing it right.

Once the policemen had checked the attics, they went up to the Upper Room and scouted it out thoroughly. Delaine wasn’t anywhere to be found, of course.

We then went down into the bowels of the building. Someday I’ll show you that area too. It’s old and cold and dark and the ceiling is held up by tree trunks. There are several rooms down there, including a Coal Room. But the police came back up empty handed.

Then Elizabeth left me in the shop, and the three of them went up to the apartments upstairs. The men looked everywhere up there, too. I could hear them through the ceiling. They even checked the closets. Delaine wasn’t there, either.

I don’t think the police expected her to be in our building. They have a list and are checking all the buildings downtown. But it was strange being subjected to a search like that. Elizabeth says they’ve never done that in the many years she’s been working downtown. The search is on everyone’s mind and everywhere you go in town two-leggers are talking about it. Police specialists are here from all over the province helping to find the two-legger girl.

They’ve started searching for her in the nearest city, too. Winnipeg is 200 km west of us, but the Copenaces have family there. Delaine hasn’t turned up in Winnipeg, either, though. No one knows where she is. I hope they find her soon. I hope she’s okay.


Something happened last week. Something bad.

Elizabeth went off to work on Wednesday, and she didn’t come back.

I was worried sick. I know she can look after herself, but what if something bad happened and she needed me and I wasn’t there? Why didn’t she come home?

Kay and Malcolm were home. They didn’t seem worried. That comforted me a bit for a while. Then I remembered that often two-leggers are less sensitive to their environment and the lurking dangers in it than we Great Newfenees are.

I began to feel like I had failed in my job to keep Elizabeth safe.

Thursday went by and still she didn’t come home.

Friday came and, again, it was Malcolm who fed me, gave me my chicken balls and put me to bed for the night.

Then, just as I had drifted off to a sleep full of dreams of wolves chasing Elizabeth through the forest, I was rudely awakened by lights as they shone through my run and the sound of a strange growling machine. Then I heard Elizabeth laughing and saying goodbye to the two-legger she’d ridden home with. I think it was Shelley, one of Elizabeth’s Word on the Water friends. She didn’t stay to visit.

Before long Elizabeth was in my run with me to give me a big goodnight hug.

“Where have you been?” I asked. “I’ve been worried sick!”

“I was in Thunder Bay for a seminar on operating festivals,” I was too glad to see her to prevent her from giving me another big hug. “I’ll show you some photos in the morning,” she said.

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Well, the photos may prove she was in Thunder Bay…. I don’t know. I’ve never been there (Not likely to go ever, either, since its almost 500 km away. That’s human kms. It’s nearly 3500 dog kms away. That’s just too far to go for anything.). But I don’t know about the seminar thing. Her photos are all sunrise pictures. And I detect the lingering scent of Bulldog on her….

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