Sound off unless you are partial to beagle barking (which is the best). Newt starts a mole hole, Jade takes it over, Newt lodges a complaint.
Not the best picture but, a picture at least.
Yogurt for dinner.
With a guest appearance by Newt. Jade, alas, got scared by the neighbors shooting their guns (if I'm honest, it startled me too and I yelled out "Gee whiz!" or possibly something more sweary) so she didn't get her picture taken today. Please accept these substitutes of similar quality.
So long story short (which I am terrible at but I thought hey maybe start there and see if it helps), I spent 2018 in a state of depression and by the end of it had the idea that getting a lap dog would help me to help myself. I looked in area shelters and … Continue reading Willa: A Sort of Warning/Endorsement
A little hello, a little more personal news, a lot more light. On Sunday, Billy and I were married at our home of seventeen years. We had one guest: Newt.
File under: My Dog is The Smartest Dog. Mulder usually carries her yogurt cup over to her bed to lick the sides and polish it clean. Because otherwise, it's the old trying-to-lick-the-cup-while-it-slides-all-over-the-kitchen-floor thing which is you know, undignified. But tonight she had a new idea: drop it inside her dinner bowl for added stability. I … Continue reading Backinbowl