I’ll let the dog out.

Two Saturdays ago, our schedules changed abruptly.  We got a 3 year old Airedale Terrier named Charlie Brown.  He’s been a jumping, wriggling, bounding, bundle of fun – and my glasses will never be clean again.  After losing The Jasmanian Devil a year ago, The Goat and I had fallen into a less regimented schedule, […]

At least I found the scissors.

  Answer: Three clothespins; a Christmas ornament; 8″ pair of scissors with lime green handles; a large barrette; 2 stitch markers; and a marble sized, rock hard, dog turd. Question:  What did the Hippie Chick find in her sofa? I’m sure a number of you will be completely freaked, grossed, and troubled by the last […]

Critter Control Sans Dog.

As you know, if you follow my blog, we lost our dog in May.  I still miss her, and I knew she was an active hunter.  But I didn’t realize just how great of a hunter she really was, or just how good she was at her job.  I’m finding out that critter control was a […]