The truth is that I forgot to post this on March 10, which is his official birthday. But in fact, he is now nine years old and at the end of May, that's how long we will have been together, true loves in this lifetime and maybe others. I love him more than I ever dreamed possible. He makes me laugh . . .
We're celebrating pet adoptions and rescue pets today, a post Riley encouraged me to do. He believes in pet adoption 100% and wanted you to hear some stories about some of the cool cats and darling dogs adopted by our Facebook friends. I do know a little about pet adoption. In my 20s, I spent . . .
It's been more than five years since we've taken Riley on a long road trip. That time, he rode shotgun as we moved from Tampa, Fla, to the San Francisco Bay area. He did great. Soon, at the beginning of October, we're loading up the Starship Enterprise and all taking off for a month in Santa Fe, NM. . . .
Chapter 2 Cats are really more adaptable than you think. You can catch up with the preface and Ch. 1 on my home page ... scroll down to the Trippin' category. We were moving West. Originally, the plan was for Bob and me to drive the truck and tow my car ----containing the cats -- on a trailer. I . . .
I'm getting ready to go to nose class, where I learn to locate things by scent. Want to come? Today was the first day we worked outdoors. Miss Pam put a bunch of boxes outside. Four of them had scent and the rest didn't. I had to find the ones that contained odor and alert Mom. I'm just a little . . .
It's always a shock when service businesses do not understand the concept of customer relations. Although it shouldn't be; we've had enough proof of it over the past 20 years. So here's what happened: We left a big, corporate vet for a smaller, holistic one we got to know when our late Little He . . .
When my mom told me I'd gotten a Lobster Award, I was so excited! I do love seafood. She said her friend, Kim Tackett of Tour of No Regrets nominated me. Mom was nominated by another blogging friend, but she accidentally deleted the message and can't remember who it was, because she's old and her . . .
Riley's got the blog again. What's not to like about a dog with blog? Who's that I see out of the corner of my eye? "Listen, buddy. You think you're tough? You ain't so tough. I'm not sure who invited you here, but bug off!" It's salmon, right? Or maybe a liver treat? Maybe if I sit real pretty . . .
Seriously? You think this toy is too big for me? I think that leg is just the right size. Let me take a bite of it. I think I'll bite it in the butt, now. Then I'll turn the other cheek. See? There's no toy that's too big for ME! ...and another thing... ...if you think I'm going to recline in . . .
This sign reminds me of kids having a long, lazy summer at a cabin, wearing swimsuits 24/7 and jumping into a lake to cool off from time to time. I can even hear the splashing. Our summer plans don't involve a cabin or a lake, but they do involve some long lazy breakfasts at the ocean, a couple of . . .
