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I couple of weeks ago I found a rock sitting on a fence post a block from where I live. It made my day. It was hidden there by a neighbor participating in one of the many community rock hide and seeks taking part across America. I wasn’t looking for rocks, one found me. But, it brought me such pleasure, I decided to play along. I can’t draw or paint, so I did what I do best. I colored them…
The other day, a friend showed me a photo of a dog because the ears reminded her of Misha. The photo reminded me of one I had taken of Misha when she was 6 months old. I went back through my folders to find it and I was surprised to see how much my dog’s physical appearance had changed in 8 years. Let’s take a trip down memory lane… My Dog at 8 Weeks Old This was the day Misha…
My dog’s favorite time of day besides all those that involve food is taking her walk. I’m happy to say she has recovered from whatever was bugging her earlier this week. Today, Misha was jumping up and down at the door in that way that only Jack Russell’s can do. I knew she was ready to get back to our routine. It’s just as important for little dogs to get exercise. A daily walk not only burns off energy and…
Normally, my dog sleeps on my bed under the quilt or in her tent with blankets piled on top of her. But, it’s been hot. Even my chilly at all times pup was warm at night. On warm nights, she prefers her bed in the living room. That means I have to have the tent and the bed in the room since she’s fickle and I’m not dragging the tent in at 2 am. One morning I woke up and…
Meet Ellie May or May May as she is affectionately called. She’s my niece’s dog. She was bought from a homeless person when she was just a pup. Her days on the street scarred her a bit. She’s skittish and doesn’t warm up to people easily. I’m slowly becoming her friend by bribing her with dog treats and Cheerios. She came to play with Misha last week. I use the word “play” loosely. Misha and May May are alike in…
