I raise my head off the pillow and looked over at Beloved. “It’s 38° out there,” I said, “I really don’t wanna go outside.” “I don’t.” she said. What? “I don’t go outside. I open the door and let her out.” “Excuse me,” I said “What do you mean? We have to take her out … Continue reading I’m hungry, whined the dog. And I gotta pee.
So Abby the dog has been a pain in the butt lately, digging around for trash and whatever. It’s also now the season for making fruitcakes and Christmas puds, not that they’re trash, and as is tradition Mummy makes everyone give the batter a stir and make a wish. Since this occurs on Sunday, and … Continue reading The Dog and the Xmas Pud, 2018
We all, actually, have a case of cabin fever. We had a bit of a scare nearly two weeks ago as one of the puppy’s classmates came down with a puppy illness after attending class. However, our puppy went to class with her, then to class then next week. Right after the second class we … Continue reading The dog has a fever. It’s bad.
The entire country’s domesticated animal population didn’t consider me a corpse, but they thought as much of their respective owners. Time change is a bitch. However, if she gets exhausted and wants to nap earlier… heck, I’m down with that. One of the evil, super-slippery knee-busters. She also keeps growing. It’s getting harder to hold … Continue reading The puppy was convinced I was dead.
The best ice pack, if anyone is interested, is made from a 1-1 mix of water and rotgut vodka. The internet will tell you to use a 2-1 mix of water to rubbing alcohol, but inevitably the bags leak (thank you, MaeMae and your razor claws) and if it leaks while you sleep, it’s a … Continue reading Bitter? Me?
Every day the puppy comes out of her crate two inches longer and three pounds heavier, I swear. She’s growing at the speed of sound. And in the mornings, she is so full of energy, it knocks you off your feet. Thankfully, MaeMae the crotchety cat is actually starting to play with her. It’s a … Continue reading The cat’s warming up…
I’m in pain. Pain, I tell you. The cutthroat Cribbage competition is underway. Each family holiday in Yosemite we have such a contest, primarily at the behest of my dad, who taught us to play and loved the game. This is our first return trip since he passed in 2015. Typically, we go to a … Continue reading It’s All Fun & Games…
I went out to plug in the electric car this morning, in the bright Yosemite sunshine, and something moved as I opened the cover. Then it blinked. “YAAAAAAAAAH” I shouted, especially since Blondie (daughter) and her boyfriend, Beloved, and my sister met up with a rattler on their hike yesterday. Of course, a snake wouldn’t FIT in … Continue reading Critters and the Car…
I hope the neighbors move out soon. They don’t appreciate my humor. One of my wackadoodle, completely useless talents is the ability to rhyme. And sing. My family is astonishingly tolerant of my bursting into song about whatever occurs to me, usually sung to a show tune or a hymn. Frequently ribald, sometimes just rude, other … Continue reading Testing the CBD
You know when you thought it would be soooo awesome to pourJello in the pool and bounce around on it? Yeaaaaah. No, we don’t have a pool at this vacation cabin in Yosemite, but this place we’re renting has a mattress that’s a remarkable approximation. Except it’s not a pool, it’s the size of a … Continue reading Remembering the Jello
Examining Misadventures 