Tag: Dog

Caffeine please.

Photography

Well, Emme did her supervising of me this morning, she had her lunch and now she’s off in her favorite room sleeping.

So now it’s time to write…but first it’s time to eat chocolate. If only I could stop looking out of the window at the little deer running by, or the squirrel that has finally shown up at the bird feeder. On top of all that, it’s forty degrees outside! Could it be that the day will come when we’re not getting little snowballs out of Emme’s fur each time she comes back in from being outside?

Emme goes all “hippie” on me.

Photography

Emme has only been with us a short while, but she’s settling in and enjoying all of the, “costumey”, things I keep around. You never know when you’re going to need a pair of glasses like these.

My poor family…I love to find weird, funny things and save them for just the right moment. I’ve embarrassed them a few times. Maybe I’ll drag them out and show you a little of my current stockpile. Once when we were in Florida, long before TSA was screening us and our luggage, I brought home a mannequin foot and hand? leg? in my suitcase. They made wonderful prizes at our halloween party.

King Mozzie

Dog, Photography

Mozz the King WM

This is Mozzie, he’s a standard poodle and a happy, happy dog with boundless energy. He belongs to my daughter and he’s devoted to his “mom”.

The robe you see on Mozz is actually his favorite blanket and he’s happy to wear it around the house, using his teeth to pull it back up on his shoulders if it starts to slip down.

Seeing that he loved his royal “robe”, I felt like I needed to contribute a crown for this King of our hearts.

This robe is only one of about four blankets he piles on top of his dog bed in a specific location in her living room. He is a blanket hoarder. You can never leave a blanket unattended, because if you do it becomes the property of Mozzie and he gets upset if your try to reclaim your item.

So now you’ve met a member of my extended family!

 

HE FREAKED ME OUT FIRST…

Aliens, Oliver

Who's freaking who out? (1 of 1)

 

 

AFTER OLIVER GOT DONE WRESTLING WITH THE PRACTICE TIGER AND THE MOUSE AND THE DOG, HE WAS KIND OF TIRED. HE WAS GETTING READY FOR  A SNOOZE IN THE SUN WHEN I NOTICED THE EYES BEHIND  HIM…AND THEN I NOTICED HIS EYES…AND THEN I JUST FREAKED OUT!

IT WAS A WHOLE LOT LESS STRESSFUL UP ON THE  SPACESHIP TAKING ALL THOSE TESTS…YOU HAVE TO READ A FEW POSTS BACK TO KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT.

THEY TOLD ME THAT I SCORED 1,700 OUT OF 2 ON MY TESTS.  I GUESS THAT’S A GOOD SCORE BECAUSE THEY GAVE ME THIS REALLY COOL TATTOO. 

I DON’T READ ALIEN WORDS REAL WELL…BUT IT LOOKS LIKE A STRING OF LETTERS….

THESE ARE THE LETTERS….M…O…R…O…N…      I KNOW THAT’S SHORT FOR SOMETHING.

MAYBE “MOST ORIGINAL ROUTE OF NEURONS”…

MAYBE “MAGNIFICENT ORATOR ,..RADIANT NARCISSIST.”

SORRY, I STARTED OUT TALKING ABOUT OLIVER, I DIDN’T MEAN TO MAKE IT ALL ABOUT ME.