Sunday, January 22, 2012

A new addition

I've added a new addition to my little clan.  Jane has been seriously lonely.  Whenever she sees another dog, she just cries.  So I've been thinking for a while about getting her a companion.  I've been checking rescue groups online in Albuquerque; and found a picture of one that I knew I had to go see.  He was in the Animal Shelter (i.e.Animal control) on the westside of Albuquerque.  I haven't been to that side of town much yet.  It's more open and flat.  There were some good views of the city with the Sandia Mountains in the background framing it.  Sometimes I wish I had a better camera.  Sometimes I know that the views just won't translate in photos.


At the entrance to the shelter, there is a beautiful sculpture.  Everything was neat and clean - even the kennels.  The dogs all have indoor/outdoor kennels with beds.  The staff seemed really caring and attentive.  I asked for the dog I wanted to see by ID# and then headed back to the kennels to meet a handler.  They escorted me with the dog to an outside fenced cubicle where I could get to know him.  He's approximately one year old, a border collie mix with a longish stubby tail.  He seemed really friendly and sweet.  They picked him up as a stray and the name on his card said "Sea Dog".  He let me look at his teeth and pick up his paws.  He even rolled over so I could scratch his belly.


I was a goner as soon as I saw his picture online really.  So I adopted him for $50.  I couldn't take him home because he still needs to be neutered.  He's a little on the thin side and a little matted.  I went back on Sunday to spend an hour with him again.  He seemed really happy to see me when I came up to his run.  I sat and brushed him for a while. And tried to think of names....

It was a sunny day today again, but the wind is quite strong - which made it cold.  Jane and I managed a mile walk along the trails opposite the apartment.  Then she wanted to spend some time baking in the sun on the balcony - one of her favorite places - while I rearranged crates in preparation for the new dog.  It will be interesting to find out if he's housebroken.  I've already alerted my dogwalkers.  One interesting factoid about this area...they don't routinely test for heartworms.  It's not very prevalent here.  They still recommend preventative, just in case.  But usually the only dogs that get heartworms are from over the mountains, or those who travel to other areas of the US.  Still, I think I'll have him tested.

Okay, so this was probably a really boring post for some of you.  Although for me, it is all part of the new adventure. Now that the little guy is coming home, I can get back to exploring the area a little more.


Saturday, January 14, 2012

Indian Pueblo Cultural Center

Gorgeous, sunny day in Albuquerque.... made it just about impossible to stay inside and do the filing things I needed to get done.  Time enough for that when the sun goes down.  So I headed out to a place I've been meaning to check out -- The Indian Pueblo Cultural Center.  Here's me in front of the Center - for those of you who like to challenge whether I've really been to these places, since there's no pics of me at them.... or something like that.



The Center contains a museum, a cafe and gift shop and a research center.  The museum spirals around through circular hallways, with alternate halls for administrative and research purposes radiating out.  It is meant to be symbolic of the sun.  In the center courtyard of the facility, there are gorgeous murals painted on the outside walls, and a flat, sandy area where native dancers can be found at scheduled times.


The museum contains an amazing exhibit about the history and culture of the pueblo indians.  Breathtaking pottery and paintings abound.  I was privileged to see a special exhibit, which will soon be gone, called "Gathering the Clouds".  According to the brochure it is "an exhibition of Pueblo textiles and pottery that expresses the deep interconnection between Pueblo spirituality, art and nature.  'Gathering of the Clouds' - the calling upon the elements of the earth, air, fire and water to bring all that is essential for life in the Pueblo world."  Photos are not allowed in the exhibit - so I'm unable to include any samples.  The textiles were gorgeous - ceremonial robes, sashes, wedding robes, blankets, etc.  The Pueblo Indians were among the only or first peoples in the world to use the upright or standing loom for weaving.  This was not adopted from Mexico, but was unique to the Pueblos.

The Pueblos, like most native cultures, suffered from the abuses of many outside cultures - the Spanish and whites.  The spaniards brought catholicism, but also destruction.  Many Pueblos (villages) were destroyed.  Today only 19 remain in New Mexico.

After visiting the museum, I was able to catch the noon dancing exhibition in the courtyard.  Three children - 2 girls and a boy, were dancing while two of their elders drummed and chanted.  The two girls held in one hand an ear of corn and in the other two long feathers.  The boy had a mask/headdress on which had antlers on the front, tail feathers at the back and ribbons on the sides.  He carried two walking sticks with feathers at the bottom - so that he appeared to have four legs.  I enjoyed the beauty and simplicity of the dance.  Several times the older girl caught my gaze and I noticed that she had to work at not smiling.  So I tried not to meet her gaze again.  But the urge to smile and laugh with her was strong.  I should have stayed to hear the elders speak - maybe I would have learned about the cultural significance of the dance... but I was hungry.

The Pueblo Harvest Cafe has traditional New Mexican and Pueblo cuisine.  I decided to try the Tewa Taco on frybread.  This picture is not of the one I had - which was much bigger and more gorgeous.  But it will give you an idea of what it looks like.

I had to take half of mine home because it was so big, and I opted for red chiles this time.  Red chiles are more smokey and suttle than green chiles, but still have a bit of a bite.  I was sniffling while the waitress refilled my tea - and she asked if it was too hot for me. Nope, I replied happily.  It didn't sting, just opened up my sinuses!  I am quickly becoming immersed in the culture here.  Pretty soon, I'll be ordering Christmas like the natives - red and green chiles!  And of course I had to try the oven bread pudding with caramel sauce.  It was okay, but a little too bready/doughy in the center for me.  I'm not a huge fan of bread puddings, but felt I should at least try it.

So stuffed with good food and filled with the gorgeous images of Pueblo pottery (each Pueblo has its own unique style), I browsed through the gift shop, picked up a couple of cds and headed home.  If anyone is interested in Native American flute music, I can highly recommend R. Carlos Nakai.  Here's a you tube link to hear his music:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8UGp-s7Auo I'll leave you with that.  Walk in beauty, harmony and peace.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Beginning the adventure

Okay, folks.  For better or worse, I signed a 12 month lease on a 2BR/2BA apartment east of the city.  I love the apartment.  Probably should have looked longer or not gotten something so big for one person, but... water under the bridge now.  And I found out today from the Cable guy (that's a whole 'nother post) that I am living on the edge of a bad area!  Great!  Not what I wanted to hear.  Oh well.  At least I have Jane to protect me.... um.... right.

On the great side, I have great views from my balcony of the Sandia Mountains.  The walking/biking paved trails are right across the road from my complex.  I like the apartment itself - and it seems fairly quiet for an apartment.  Haven't encountered any loud parties or horrid neighbors yet.  And I'm finding my way around pretty easily - despite only just now getting my GPS back - as it died when I hit the New Mexico state line.  If you look at the picture below, to the left of my car - my windows are the top 2 left ones.




I just got internet service today.  So I'm sorry for the long lag between posts.  Should be better now - although I've not much money for doing anything yet.  It's been really busy between the move, house hunting, the move, unpacking, trying to get internet service, trying to buy trash cans and other miscellaneous household items, setting up utilities, setting up Jane with a dog walker and dog camp for socialization.  This week continues the craziness - internet today, my first day of work on Wednesday, Jane gets spayed on Thursday...... No wonder I'm tired! LOL  Here's a picture of Jane on the walking trail.


It did take me a few days to acclimate to the higher elevations here.  Albuquerque is roughly 5600 ft above sea level.  So I did get tired out a lot easier than normal and even had a little nausea and light headedness the first few days.  I did some research and upped my electrolyte intake, water intake and carbohydrate intake - along with extra rest - and that seemed to do the trick.  Haven't had any problems for a few days.  Now I guess I'm going to have to figure out baking in higher elevations!  The adventure begins....

Jane is doing fantastic - as usual.  She had a crazy first night, and still thinks cardboard boxes are the bomb to tear up!  She's having to learn that even though she has the run of the apartment when I'm home, she's still not supposed to drag my clothes and shoes, etc out and chew them.  I'm currently living without much furniture - a bed, a kitchen table, a TV/stand, a floor lamp and 2 rocking chairs.  I sit on the step stool I bought at Target to eat at the table!  LOL.  I've discovered that you can't really get cheap furniture unless you have a truck and the muscle to get it home.  And I have neither - especially up one flight of stairs!  So I'll do without until I can meet some suckers... I mean, new friends, to possibly help out - or until I can afford the good stuff and have it delivered.  Jane quite likes that I lie on the floor with her to watch movies.

So, I'm mostly unpacked.  I didn't have that much stuff.  What's left in boxes is books, cds, and office stuff.  No pictures of the interior yet.  I'll try to manage that soon since my new internet service is incredibly fast compared to the hotels I've been living in - holy cow!!  I'll just go ahead and add a couple more just for fun!  I went to Old Town Albuquerque again at the request of my niece, Anna.  Her husband and his family are related to Major Trevanion Teel - who buried cannons in the civil war to keep them from the yankees.  This plaque commemorates the deed; and their names are on it as well - the Vordermark family.




Sunday, January 1, 2012

Road trip to Albuquerque

Happy New year!  Thought I'd take a moment to update you on my new focus for 2012.  I have accepted a permanent job in Albuquerque, New Mexico - working for a private practice.  So on December 30th, with the help of my niece and nephew-in-law, I packed a Uhaul truck with my belongings, hitched the soul to a tow dolly and headed out.

Here are a few brief highlights from the trip:

Apparently, Memphis, TN has a pyramid.  I saw it driving by... WTF? Wikipedia reports that it is the Pyramid Arena, by some measures the 6th largest pyramid.  Apparently they built it because there is a Memphis, Egypt where some pyramids exist.  Who knew?  Also: Tennessee's slogan for New Year's Eve was "Booze it & Lose it".

My impressions of Arkansas during the drive through on I-40:  Arkansas smells bad.  Just over the Tennessee line, it smells like fertilizer/manure.  Further in, it smells swampy.  They have "Suck Toad Park"!  Cool name!  And they have some of the worst paved roads I have ever driven over.  Gravel roads would have been smoother!  Seriously.  Arkansas' slogan for NYE was "Drive Sober or It's Over."

Oklahoma was mostly flat.  Really bad roads for the first part.  And lots and lots of casinos - like one every 20 miles it seemed like.  Didn't see any NYE slogans there - so apparently they aren't concerned about drunk driving.  Maybe they're afraid it would limit traffic to the casinos?!

Texas:  Flat.  Interesting scenery.  Cadillac ranch - almost missed it.  Back ends of cadillacs sticking out of the dirt.  Couldn't get a picture - it went by too fast.  No signs for it - but I knew it was in Amarillo - which, by the way, was not a very big place either.  Didn't notice any slogans here either.

New Mexico:  When I hit the NM border, I started grinning.  Feels like home already!  Their slogan was, "You Drink. You Drive. You lose." Not very catchy.  But self explanatory.  Did see a lot of snow by the road in some areas, but none once I hit ABQ.

The worst part of the trip were the problems that I had with the tow dolly and the safety chains on it.  Had to get very creative in solving those problems.  Carabiner clips from Arkansas keychains (from the truck stop tourist shop) held for a bit, until I hit more horrible road conditions that bounced the trailer all over.  I finally managed to fix it using steel shank key locks.

At any rate, I'm here now.  Very happy to be in my new home town, and I'm off to start house hunting.  More later!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

The Land of Enchantment

Once upon a time, there was a girl looking for a job and a place to live.  She applied for a job online and the kindly human resources lady invited her to come out to New Mexico for an interview.  So on December 9th, the girl flew out to Albuquerque, New Mexico.  The interview went very well.  She really liked the people and the job.  But she was also staying through the weekend to evaluate the city.  Could it be a place where she could live on a permanent basis?




The girl had chosen to stay at a local bed and breakfast.  She figured that would be a good way to really experience local flavor and talk to the owners about the city.  However, the night before the interview, the owners called and said they were going out of town on vacation - but that they would have someone meet her for check in; and give her a voucher to a local place for breakfast.  Undaunted, the girl went ahead.  She drove to The Spy House  .  It was really, really cute, and only 5 minutes from the job.  When she went in, the lady who met her to check in told her that she was the only guest for the weekend.  So she had the entire house to herself all weekend.  Not exactly what she had in mind, but at least she didn't have to worry about disturbing anyone (except for the rabbits and the goose out back!).  This historic home was originally owned by David Greenglass - brother of Ethel Rosenberg, the soviet spy, who  with her husband, was convicted of trying to steal atomic secrets for the Soviets in the 50's.  It was also a film location in the Crash series.  They have a photo of the owners with Dennis Hopper on the wall in the kitchen.


Albuquerque, like many places, is a veritable melting pot of ethnicities - the majority being Hispanic and Native American (Navajo and Pueblo).  The Native Americans were the first inhabitants (see Petroglyph National Monument) followed by the Spanish around 1540.  The city's name comes from the Duke of Alburquerque in Spain - although the first r was dropped at some point.  Albuquerque is in Northern New Mexico and is sheltered on the east side by the Sandia Mountains.  It's easy to navigate around the city as the Sandia Mtns are always east.  The land is stark in varying shades of browns.  The sky is an incredible blue and the light is so amazing that artists of all natures flock here.  The city enjoys four distinct seasons - never too hot or too cold for very long.



 Also running through Albuquerque is "the mother road", Route 66.  So, of course, the girl had to eat one night at the Route 66 Diner!


Everywhere the girl went, the people were helpful and friendly.  They all wished her well and good luck with the job.  They all had wonderful suggestions for things to see and do.  She even visited the Turquoise museum to see how the stone is mined and cut and graded.  Very little Turquoise now comes from New Mexico.  Most of the Turquoise on the market now comes from China or Chile.  The ladies at the Visitors Center in historic old town provided a map and suggested that she take a scenic route around the edges of the entire city to give her an overview of what the various areas and neighborhoods looked like.  Starting at Old Town, which is comprised of historic adobe buildings that remain very much what they looked like a century ago,  the girl first headed up to Los Ranchos and Rio Rancho.  She tried to get a glimpse of the Rio Grande River as she drove up Rio Grande Boulevard, but alas, there were too many buildings and fences in the way.  She did manage to get this one blurry shot from the car....
From Rio Grande Blvd, she took the Tramwy Road along the Sandia Mountains, through the Sandia Indian Reservation, past the Sandia Casino, and down along the southeast side of the city, passing the University of New Mexico, and merging once again with Central Avenue - better known as Route 66.

On the final night of the visit, the girl couldn't decide what to do next.  So she picked up a local paper and on the second page found the perfect ending to the trip.  One hour by car later, she entered the Jemez  Indian reservation in the Jemez mountains.  It was 7 pm, already dark, but surprising light from the full moon shining overhead.  The Jemez mountains were still covered in snow from the recent winter storm, but the winding roads were clear.  She followed the signs to the Jemez State Monument, ruins of Indian pueblos and an old spanish mission. For the past 3-4 years, the Native people have been celebrating Christmas at the monument with Luminarias.  Historically, instead of red and green electric christmas lights for Santa, the luminaries were used to light the path to the Christ child.

Fortune was smiling upon the girl to have discovered the celebration was that very night.  The air was cold and biting.  Cars lined the roads.  But the path through the ruins was brightly lit and easy to follow.  At the top of the hill, on top of the mountain, next to the Spanish mission, they had lighted 2 bonfires to get warm by while a group of Native Americans from the Jemez reservation, drummed, chanted and danced in full costume.  This group plays all around the states and is mostly comprised of one family.  The speaker and drummer talked about being honored to be able to celebrate Christmas here on top of the mountain on this night.  He talked a little about their traditions, and of their hope to some day go overseas to dance in other lands.  Standing in the cold, looking at the surrounding mountains, the luminarias flickering merrily, the bonfires burning fiercely, the warriors dancing and chanting to the drum... the girl looked up at the star filled sky to the full, bright moon and smiled.  She had indeed found the Land of Enchantment!



The End
or, rather,
The Beginning

Stay tuned for more of the girls adventures, including the possibility of moving cross country and finding a place to live within 2 weeks!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Endangered Wolf Center

As I write this, it is windy, grey and rainy in St Louis.  A cold front is moving in tomorrow - so the forecast is pretty dismal for the next few days.  Fortune, however, smiled upon me this morning and held off the rain until after I left the Endangered Wolf Center in Eureka, Missouri.  The Endangered Wolf Center is a non-profit organization dedicated to the preservation of wolves and other canids through managed breeding, education and research.  They are directed by the federal government, but do not receive any funds except through private donations.  The Center was originally founded by Marlin Perkins and his wife.  His daughter is still on the board of directors.

Tours of the Center are by reservation only in order to limit the wolves exposure to the public.  I signed up for the 2 hour - program and tour, which includes a walking tour of the wolf enclosures and also an educational program indoors.  Our tour guide, Michelle, met us at the entrance to open the gate.  I must have still been half asleep though!  Because as I pulled up there was this intercom where you had to dial a number to be let in.  I didn't see anyone at the gate.  So first I hit the dial button.  Then I saw the sign that said hit 1 first, then the dial button.  Then I had to figure out how to make it stop dialing (the * button).  So I hit 1, then the dial button.  Then I saw the other sign that said for the Wolf Center you should hit 3 and the dial button.  So I started to re-do it again - when I heard something and glanced up.  The tour guide had the gate wide open and was looking at me like I was a moron!!!  Boy did I feel stupid and sheepish.  I quickly apologized and stated that I was apparently too busy reading all the directions to notice the gate opening.  She directed me inside the gate, and into the gate house - graciously refraining from commenting on my idiocy.


After checking in at the gate house, paying for the tour and making sure everyone was there, Michelle directed us back to our cars.  The Center leases land from Washington University Research Center.  So we had to drive almost a mile back away from the main road to get to the Wolf Center.
We opted to do the walking tour first, in case the rain started.  So Michelle led us down several roads, graveled and paved toward the wolf enclosures.  The wolves are all wild and with a few exceptions are able to be re-released in the wild.  Most of the enclosures are double fenced, and the chain link is buried deep in the ground to prevent digging out.  A few of the wolves are either too old, or have disabilities that would prevent release - but they are never tamed.  The first enclosure was pretty small - because the residents were pretty small.  They have 3 Swift Foxes - a male and 2 females.  This enclosure had tall sides with razor wire at the top - which was electrified by a solar panel.  Michelle explained that this was due to the large population of native Raccoons who could eat the baby foxes when they are born.  Here's a couple of pictures - between the chain link, the child running back and forth at them and the "swiftness" of the Swift Foxes, it was hard to get a good photo.

Next up was a Red Wolf enclosure with 2 males.  They were a little standoffish, but consented to come down close at one point to sniff out this invasion.  The Red Wolf is one of two species of wolves in the United States.  This Center has assisted in the repopulation of the Red Wolf in North Carolina.  They are a smaller wolf - often confused with Coyotes - for good reason it turns out.  The Red Wolf was down to only a few hundred in the U.S. and on the endangered species list.  When they began to capture the wolves for captive breeding to improve the numbers, they realized that only 14 of those hundreds had pure bloodlines.  The rest had crossbred with coyotes through the years!  So those 14 were the ones that have been brought in to captivity to replenish the population.

Just in back of the 2 red wolves was a lone, Mexican Grey wolf named Anna.  She is an older wolf and extremely dominant.  She is too old to breed anymore - had her last litter a few years ago.  And she is too dominant to be in with other wolves.  Her mate died last year.  She was partially hand raised as a pup, so even though she is still basically wild, she is too used to humans to be released in the wild.  So she will live her life out here at the Center.  Michelle explained to us that her daughters (several of which remain at the Center, one of which has been released in the wild) were also extremely dominant and had to be separated from their parents early on - instead of remaining as a pack.  The daughters were trying to take over their mother's position as alpha female.  The Center did not want to promote inbreeding, so they separated the daughters to a next door pen (where the red wolves are now).  However they continued to fight through the fence and so had to be separated further.  Michelle also explained that the wolves who were the most trouble (the most dominant, fought the most, etc) were the ones who thrived best when released into the wild.

The wolf enclosures ranged in size from 1/2 acre to 3-4 acres in size.  Still, it was a smaller operation than I had thought it would be.  But I guess you need to take these things very slowly and carefully.  They have permission this year for 2 pair of wolves to mate, the Swift Foxes and also to obtain a female for the African Wild Dogs.  They also have a pack of Maned Wolves which come from South America and are not really wolves at all.  They are extremely shy and solitary and refused to be seen in their enclosure.  Although we could certainly smell them!  We thought it was a skunk - smells just like it.  But our guide told us that the strong smell was their way of marking their territory.  The African Wild Dogs, however, were not shy in the least.  This predator, which looks similar to hyenas, has little fear of humans and can crush bone with up to 2500 lbs of pressure.  The animal handlers do not go into their enclosures at all.  They have trained the Wild Dogs to lay down and to put their paws up on the fence standing, so they can do a cursory exam from a distance.  But they are very dangerous.  They have strange sounds they make - little yips and whistling calls to each other.  The 3 males in the enclosure were very social with each other - and immediately came over to the fence where we were standing so they could pee and mark territory, and then they flopped down against the fence with their backs to us.  That is an incredible sign of self confidence and lack of concern in a wild animal.  Sort of their version of flipping the bird and saying, "piss off" to the hefty newcomer in the room to show they aren't afraid.

I'd like to mention 2 other wolves among the many we saw today.  One of them is Rocky.  He was born in the wild, but in a time of severe drought.  So his siblings all died, and he was the only one to survive.  Because of his weak condition, he was pulled in from the wild and partially hand raised.  He survived but was left mostly blind and slightly lame.  Rocky was neutered, and will live out his life in captivity.  He had a very difficult time adjusting to captivity, but thanks to a few companions, he had adjusted quite well.  Here is a picture of his companion, who came up close by to sniff us out.  Rocky, of course, stayed too far back to get a good picture.
Next up is Bob - so named because he had a shortened tail.  Bob passed away not too long ago, but his memory and his progeny live on.  Bob was slated to be killed in the wild because he was poaching cattle.  Like most of the endangered Mexican Grey wolves, he wore a radio collar so they could track his movements.  So they tracked Bob and shot him.  Saw that the collar was not moving, and knew they had gotten him.  But when they went to find the body, all they found was the collar that they had shot off of him.  So they went hunting.  Found Bob.  Shot him again.  Went looking for the body - and there goes Bob running by.... so they hunted again, and for the third time, shot him.  They found blood.  Went looking for the body.  And there goes Bob, running by again!!  He'd taken a bullet in the hip and kept on going!  So they opted to trap his mate and pups and lured him in that way to captivity.  He lived the rest of his life in captivity - both as a reward for his survival skills and to keep him away from livestock.  He even got a girl pregnant in captivity while she was on birth control!  What a guy!  You can read more about the wolves, and see a picture of Bob on the Endangered Wolf Center website.

After the tour, we headed back to one of the many old ammunitions bunkers that exist at this site.  Inside we found the gift shop and a seating area for the educational program.  Tour guide Michelle brought out numerous wolf pelts and cast skulls for us to pet and see.  She told us about their program and about the habits of the wolves.  When the U.S. decided to kill off a lot of the Mexican Grey Wolves, they would kill a buffalo and lace it with poison.  Not only did they kill off the wolves, but also the Swift Foxes who fed on the remains of the carcass as well.  As we have since come to understand, killing off an entire species is detrimental to the environment.  When the wolf was reintroduced in Yellowstone National Park, they found that the indigenous aspen trees and cottonwood trees began to make a comeback.  Without the natural predation of the wolves, the elk in the park had become so numerous and stationary that they were killing off the young Aspen saplings.  According to Michelle, we now have a 40 year gap between the older Aspen trees and the new young saplings just starting to grow back.  This is definitely a lot to think about today.  I did join the Center.  And if you're looking for a place to donate - it's a great cause.  I hope to come back someday to visit again.  Michelle recommended summer time visits to see the Maned Wolves in action - as well as the pups.  Most of the animals were skittish as it is the time of year when they all receive examinations and vaccinations.  So they equate people with being caught.  February is the beginning of mating season.  So after April would probably be a good time to catch sightings of pups!  They offer camps for kids in the summer, educational school programs, and Campfire howl nights (positive wolf stories around a campfire followed by an attempt to get the wolves to howl with you).  I highly recommend a trip here if you are in the area.  After all, Betty White named one of the wolves here (Perkins), and Ted Turner has been here as well! :)