Happy National Pet Day! As you can see, my three have decided that it’s the perfect day to stay in bed. That is, until they figure out it’s food time!
You know your day is going to be weird when you receive emails from your own email address stating that you’re a hot Russian bride looking for a husband. But can you imagine this kind of day? You wake up, everything is normal, you have your breakfast, take care of the morning constitutional, and then… Continue reading Strange Day Indeed
This is Oliver, my previous foster dog. Such a cute little man, especially when dressed up in dachshund shoes.
Time for a trip to the dog park. Today, the three musketeers all got bundled up in their sweaters and hoodies to weather the subzero temperatures here in California. I think it was 72 degrees, but you just never know when that wind is gonna turn and freeze your butt off. Everything went well, the… Continue reading Dog Park Time
Have you ever been in a situation where you admire your friends’ pets and wonder if you should get one? Will you have enough time to spend? Will it work out with your lifestyle? Working in an animal rescue field, we often here that. People are not ready to adopt for a number of reasons.… Continue reading Try Before You Buy
My very strange mind has been thinking about cones. Why? I have no idea. This weird stuff just pops into my head. I thought about doing this design by putting a cone on one of my dogs. Who knows, I might still try that too. But I thought I’d spare them the humiliation and do… Continue reading The Cones are Coming!
Working at home and attempting to start a creative business has some great perks. You spend a lot more time with your four-legged family members. Good for you and for them, most of the time. Of course you’re creative mind can go down some very strange paths, like what can you dress them up in… Continue reading Show me that Profile
Bronnie is turning out to be quite the domesticated dog. Right after he came home with me, he showed his fascination with the washer and dryer. Every time I went into the laundry room, he would show up and poke his head in the washer or dryer. I kept hoping he was offering to fold… Continue reading Doing the Dishes
Three of them. I never thought I would end up with three dogs. Two was always the perfect number, especially since my first dog, Peach, “adopted” my second dog, Elmo. He just wiggled his way into her heart. And number three, Bronnie, did the same to me. I love dachshunds and this one proved irresistable.… Continue reading Meet the Fur Balls