You ever feel like you need to be 40 different places at once, but there’s only one of you and you can only be at one place at once? Yeah, that’s how things have been around here lately. Between workie things and housie things, there just hasn’t been enough April to go around. So, when the work is done and I’ve chased all the other rats in this rat race, you’ll find me on the couch with my feet up getting acquainted with my most recent Netflix obsession, vintage Doctor Who. ( I can’t get enough of the 4th Doctor)
Over the past few summers we’ve been having to replace sprinklers on a regular basis. The reason, some type of pest was chewing on the sprinklers and rendering them useless, but which pest was responsible? The other day, while spending some time out in our barren yard, it all became clear…
Obviously I missed a training opportunity and instead of telling her to stop (Goldie-dog was only getting her drink on, and not her chew) I took her picture. (I’ve never said my dogs were well behaved and perfectly trained. Afterall, there is a reason they both answer to the nickname Bratface.) But it was hot and the water straight from the hose was cool, who was I to deny her the pleasure of something cool to drink on a hot day? Even if she is a pest.
In the southwest we get some pretty dramatic sunsets. Maybe it’s the wide open spaces that make them so spectacular, or maybe I’m just a little biased being a southwesterner for most of my life, I tend to think we have the best of everything. Except water, we don’t really have the best of water, because there isn’t much of that here. But we’ve got some great sand, so if you want some ocean front property in Arizona I could hook ya up (name that George Strait tune). But I’ve grown to appreciate the different-ness (yes, it’s a word because I’m using it!) of each sunset every evening. A new evening brings with it a new painting in the sky to gaze upon. And I’m not the only one to enjoy a good setting of the sun.
Annie-dog seems to have inherited my sense of wonder when it comes to the end of the day sun. Can dogs inherit behaviors from their owners? Maybe, let’s just hope it doesn’t work the other way around. If you see me driving down the road with my head out the window you’ll know why.
There’s nothing better than curling up in your favorite chair with your newest duck.
At least, Goldie-dog doesn’t think there is anything better. Well, maybe raw hides, and car rides, and walks…
Saturday mornings are very relaxed at our house, it’s the one day of the week neither of us need to be anywhere. We can take our time, sleep in late, and eat a late breakfast. The dogs love that last bit the best.
Here’s to a Happy Saturday and Spoiled dogs!
Sharing my life with two shedding, sometimes annoying, yet loving dogs I find that the dog is not only man’s (or woman’s) best friend, but we are dogs best friend too. It’s a two way street, they are happy to love us no matter what we say, what we wear, or how we smell. And we are happy to provide them food, shelter, daily walks, and nightly car rides to search for the elusive kitty. It’s comforting knowing we’ve got each others back.
Especially when it comes to your best friend helping you get a clearer picture of the world.
Today in the great US of A we celebrate our independence. This is a time to reflect on the sacrifices made by the brave men and women in the armed forces who have given of themselves for this great country of ours. Thank you for fighting for our freedom…
Nothing says freedom like the wind flapping through ones ears.
Seriously, though, thank you, to the men and women who have and are serving our country.
Happy Independence Day everyone!!
It’s been hotter than blazes here in the southwest this summer. So hot in fact, the little thermometer on my car has read over 100 degrees every evening on my commute home. Let’s just say, it’s pretty miserable for everyone. Especially for our beloved furry friends. We’ve had to take some pretty extreme measures to keep them cool too…
I haven’t heard any complaints since someone got their own personal fan.
Please remember, our furry friends need special care to stay cool in the heat. Maybe not a personal fan kind of special care, but make sure they have water and a cool place to lay down. And please, please, please don’t leave your pet in a hot car. You may only be a few minutes but it only takes a few minutes for the interior of your car to reach over 100 degrees. No one wants a cooked puppy dog.
The other day as I was going through the 389,657,267 photos that are scattered on numerous memory cards, an external hard drive, and oddly enough on my desk top, I realized of the 389,657,267 photos approximately half of them are dog pictures. Which quite frankly, frightens me. Does this mean I’m on the road to crazy-dog-lady-dom, or am I just crazy for taking pictures of things that I love and of the things that I love my dogs seem to be the most tolerant of having a camera shoved in their faces? Yeah, let’s go with that second one.
So, I’m left with all these photos of my beloved pooches with nothing to do with them, except to post them on here. Why not, this is my outlet, the place where I can get all my daily allotment of words out. And now a place to share all the copious amounts of dog photos that are taking up valuable space on my memory cards. So in the next few weeks I plan to post a dog photo a day, let’s call this The Dog Days of Summer. Honestly, I’m really terrible at keeping up with a blog series (see evidence here and here) so I can’t make any promises. In fact, I had planned on starting this little dog photo dump at the beginning of July and here we are on the second day of July staring down the nose of this third day of July, with not a dog photo in sight.
No Pictures Please
Let’s just say some of us more excited about this endevour than others.