Category Archive: dogs

A bit of love and humor

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Over the years, I’ve taken pictures of my beloved 4-footed family.  In these turbulent political times, let’s take a few minutes to appreciate a bit of love and humor. All have been published… Continue reading

Doggedly speaking — there are some days…

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Some days, my brain is swimming in the shallow waters of the thought spectrum. Today is one of those days. If you’re a Star Trek fan, you’ll understand this one:   Life is like… Continue reading

Unnecessary sarcasm

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Not my usual sarcastic self today.  Unnecessary laundry sucks the humor right out of a person. No one to blame but myself.  I didn’t close the door to my bedroom.    That’s all… Continue reading

Soul searching

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If my sense of humor were a car, the gas tank would be empty. I’m stuck on the expressway of life with 4 flat tires, 1 spare, and 7 dogs inside who are… Continue reading

Writing helpers

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I’m looking for a new desk.    The one I have now was purchased from Staples in 1997 for $100.    It’s presently being held together by duct tape and prayer. The one… Continue reading

Yet another non-profound saying

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  Seek what you cannot perceive, strive to learn what you cannot know. For the spark of knowledge to ignite, curiosity must grow. — Joelle LeGendre

Life with Critters

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This sums up the past three days: It’s hard to sleep with a 40 pound dog draped over your chest, and another one using your legs as a pillow.   You might be wondering,… Continue reading

99 word prompt

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February 6, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story to the theme “a dog in the daisies.” It can be any dog, real or imagined. Push into the… Continue reading

Dogs and dreams.

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I tried to sleep. Really, I did. Gazelle Dog insisted she had to put all her weight on one foot — while pushing it down on my throat.   It looked something like this,… Continue reading

Moods and messes.

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Thursday and Friday I wasn’t in the best of moods. It all started when I awoke to the “aroma” of a sewer filled with throw-up and cat cr@p. Fortunately, I didn’t touch, step… Continue reading