MaeMae: oh sh🤬t, WHERE?! Visiting five month old puppy, Miss A: oh my gosh!! A TALKING Chihuahua! Miss A MaeMae, looking around: what? ME?! I’m a cat, you dingdong! Miss A: Are you KIDDING me? A Chihuahua ca… MaeMae: don’t. You. Dare. MaeMae, glaring at me: for Pete’s sake, can’t you find dogs that have … Continue reading “Oh my GOSH!” Shouted the visitor. “A Chihuahua!”
Another family was sitting in our seats at the Easter service. You know what that’s like in church… I imagine it’s the same at temple, mosque or whatever… that’s my real estate for the service. Doesn’t matter I haven’t attended in several months. My dad sat there and now my bottom belonged on that length … Continue reading “I’ll go to an early dinner without complaining…” Granny bargained.
Granny (my mom) was taking the dregs of her morning coffee to water the camellias, so she opened the front door, shooing the visiting dogs out of the way. You gotta understand, my mom is tiny. Granny and the pup Our golden retriever visitors are not. One guide dog puppy and one breeder mama dog. … Continue reading “Outta my WAAAAAAAAY!” Screamed the puppy.
For anyone who is interested: Miss M is doing well at the prison where she’s being trained by inmates to act as a support animal. Guide Dogs of America provide the inmates with instruction, teaching them to train dogs, a skill they can use upon release. Everyone wins with this program. We’re waiting on the … Continue reading Status update on Miss M
I paused (this was last week). "What d'you mean?" Cat: That... that... DOG went back to it's raisers. It was awful. We're never doing that again. I looked at the ceiling. Cat: Right? We're not doing that again, RIGHT? Me, with a giant smile: Well... I can honestly say we won't have a single dog … Continue reading “Thank GOD that’s over,” remarked the cat.
Me: Exactly that! We’re puppy sitting! Hooray!! Cat, furious: I thought we agreed, no more animals! Me: Quite the contrary. After Miss M went to college, I offered a choice of rodents and you declined both. Not my problem. Cat, coldly: Either a guinea pig a small human could saddle and ride or a horde … Continue reading “What do you mean,” demanded the cat, “Puppy weekend?!”
Conversation stopped dead at the dinner table, a group of us Episcopalians sitting amidst a very crowded room of Catholics at the local Friday Lenten Fish Fry, and all turned to stare at me. “Okay… maybe that could be… phrased… differently?” Turning to the group, looking at their stunned faces, I realized everyone seemed to … Continue reading Beloved smiled, inclined her head at me and confided, “She’s marrying her goddaughter.”
Slack-jawed, I stared at her. “You want another dog?!” Cat, impatiently: No. But it’s… a little empty around here. Something else… to… liven the place up a bit. Me: Okay, you know the group leader was petitioning us to take a puppy asap, right? Cat: A puppy… is not… challenging enough. I need to be … Continue reading “We need another animal,” remarked the cat.
Miss M is off on her next adventure. Having spent 16 months with us as a Guide Dog Puppy in Training, the house seems really empty. We attended a thank you luncheon and turned her into the kennel along with 25-odd other dogs, including three of her litter mates (two others didn’t make it and … Continue reading …and she’s off…
Me: Hey, we’ve always told you you’re gonna be a service dog, so Saturday you go back to Guide Dogs of America and they start your formal training. Dog: But… but… Cat: Later, ding dong. I’m off to lay in the sunshine. Me: There’s someone who really needs you. Someone who’s blind, or maybe a … Continue reading College? Asked the dog. Me?
Examining Misadventures 