Adventures · Emptying the nest

The new wall color looks lovely with my eyes

Here's the deal.  Hoomans do loud things as they coast along through life.  They make messes and they simply don't understand the stress of any type of home remodeling projects.  I'm sure they never thought of the stresses while relaxing and dreaming in a much calmer setting.   Or at least they don't get how… Continue reading The new wall color looks lovely with my eyes

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Pet Hugs from Our Pets

Many pet owners are blessed with cuddly pets, aka, pets who enjoy hugs.  Our family, well, let’s just say, not so much.  Our dog is the exception.  He adores me and sitting in my lap for hugs.  Our cats...they only like a hug when it involves waking us hoomans from our slumber for their feeding… Continue reading Pet Hugs from Our Pets

Adventures · Inspiration

May 1st the day when Mrs. goes MAD

Ah, the joy of a rainy May morning.  A perfect opportunity to stay in bed, roll over, cover your head with a pillow to avoid the noise, and sleep in late. Not an effing chance with this hungry cat in the house.  She's mad. She's cute when she's calm, but that intense look of "WTH(F)… Continue reading May 1st the day when Mrs. goes MAD

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How to make your point vanish into food

When my thoughts wander off, and I lose focus, due to all the amazing scents on the ground a light dusting of snow has to offer the world, I invite Dessy to write.  Instead of me...or the Mrs.  Who, by the way, seems to have vanished into thin Dry January air...or maybe it's her pile… Continue reading How to make your point vanish into food

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How a king-size bed is a perfect size for a dog

If you ask me, a king size bed is just right for a dog my size. What? Really?  Aren't you kind of small, compared to a king size bed? No, I'm not too small, and yes, it is perfect for me.  You see I measure approximately 15" from nose to the good ol' pooper zone. … Continue reading How a king-size bed is a perfect size for a dog

Adventures · Emptying the nest

Reflections on sappy post-Christmas tales

Every year since my mom died, setting up the Christmas tree and tearing it down brings on the blues for me.  Normally, I get all sappy and weepy and moody. This year was different, though, and I've been trying to figure out why I've been so damn happy. Was it because it has been six… Continue reading Reflections on sappy post-Christmas tales