Stella is so cute in a sweater, but she’ll only wear it for a few hours until she wriggles herself out.
Joe’s parents were in town last week. They drove out from Missouri this time instead of flying so they could bring a few things along with them. Like this highboy that Joe’s Great, Great Grandfather made. Don’t you love that? He didn’t just once own it. He made it.
Whoever invented rawhide chews for dogs, THANK YOU! These little things have saved my sanity by keeping Pixie fully, intensely focused…
for hours…
and hours…
so that I can do the usual, simple things. Like work on my computer, talk on the phone, read the newspaper, watch TV, do yoga, sip a relaxing cup o’ tea on my sofa without pink bunny squeaky toys, incessent kisses and playful pounces.
Yup, all made possible thanks to magical, rawhide chews. THANK YOU!
Everything is orange! Everything but the pumpkin. You didn’t think I would leave out a nice clean white pumpkin did you? No way. I just had to wait until I found a cute one. And I wasn’t planning on getting Chrysanthemums – but wow! The color was amazing. I couldn’t resist.
Sometimes I think I have the cutest dogs in the world. And sometimes I think I have the strangest. Apparantly I was taking too long to get out on our morning walk, and they were coming to let me know, with Pixie as appointed spokesperson.
