So on a short weekend cruise from San Francisco to Vancouver, we did a celebration for our twenty years since adopting the kids. It was me, Beloved, Granny, our daughter Blondie, her boyfriend, and our son, the Boy. As we adopted them as children, Blondie’s now 30 and the Boy is 26. We decided that… … Continue reading Family suite on the Grand Princess
It all started when American forgot to put pre-check on my boarding pass.
I was sent on a very last-minute trip to Roswell, NM. One Thursday, I’m minding my own business, then suddenly Sunday I’m on a commuter jet winging from PHX to the city of aliens. It wasn’t so bad flying there from my usual airport, I made it through security just fine, but annoyed as TSA … Continue reading It all started when American forgot to put pre-check on my boarding pass.
“Oh my GOSH!” Shouted the visitor. “A Chihuahua!”
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!”
“I’ll go to an early dinner without complaining…” Granny bargained.
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.
“Outta my WAAAAAAAAY!” Screamed the puppy.
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.
“Thank GOD that’s over,” remarked the cat.
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.
“What do you mean,” demanded the cat, “Puppy weekend?!”
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?!”
Beloved smiled, inclined her head at me and confided, “She’s marrying her goddaughter.”
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.”
“We need another animal,” remarked the cat.
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.
Hey! That’s mine! shouted the puppy…
The 17 week... excuse me, 18 week old pup is still with us. Due to unforeseen circumstances, he's probably got another week or so before he goes home. Dog: Hooray! Puppy: A dog who plays with me? I'm so in! But I wanna get back home, too... Cat: Excuse me, WHAT? The favorite game involves … Continue reading Hey! That’s mine! shouted the puppy…