I was about to write something else this morning, and then I got a phone call. The call was actually from my insurance company regarding my nursing aide. While on the phone with her she was listening to my dogs bark and started asking me questions. What kind of dogs are they? How old are they? And then she went on to say how she would love to have a dog. Anybody that knows me, knows that my dogs are…
Zoey is officially mine. So today it’d all about Zoey… Zoey still loves my coffee, actually anyone’s coffee, she just loves coffee period Zoey eats everything in her path, tables, styluses, rocks, paper, scissors… Zoey has super powers and can fly Zoey thinks that by scratching the food bowl, more food will appear, or she’s going swimming without water or fitting first word Zoey learned was cookie, and where those cookies were kept. Zoey wasn’t liked by my beloved Boomer…
Zoey, the puppy, is now 6 months old. She is accident free about 95% of the time, chewing on things she shouldn’t about 95% of the time and adorable 100% of the time. I forgot how challenging it can be with a puppy because my youngest dog before her is now 8. I don’t know if this is all puppies or just her but she is obsessed with my coffee. I will have to throw my couch soon because she’s…
Enjoying another happy Saturday with my family. I’ve been up very early this morning with Zoey. At 2am I had to clean up her cage she had an “accident”. She hasn’t had an accident during the night in weeks. Ok no big deal all cleaned up and everyone was tucked back in until 5am. I wasn’t surprised since we are up around that time anyway. Then I did something new, I put her in my bed with Marshmellow and I….
First we know that marshmallow is spelled with an A but the story of how this little guy got his name goes like this…My daughter and I picked him up at the breeder this little white bumpkin. As we were driving home, I was conversing with my older sister (notice how I put the older dig in their 😉). I admitted to getting another dog. Silence fell on the other end of the phone until finally my sister says, “is…
There are so many things in my life I am truly grateful for and I can dedicate numerous posts to each of them. Today I want to talk about the ones that can never read my post. I actually started with cats. My first apartment didn’t allow dogs. Each fight my ex-husband and I had resulted in another cat. My dad, who always owned dogs, used to say “you’re a dog person”. I started pushing to get a dog as…
The first time I contacted this group was about 10 years ago in hysterics. It was at the time my husband and I decided to get a divorce. Knowing I’d loose my house, I also thought I was going to loose my puppy. I remember sobbing and the really nice woman telling me, “you might find a place that will let you have him. We are here if you need us but I can tell that you love this dog,…
