Here are my and Chico’s answers. Thanks Kymber 💕 Me: pizza Chico: Any meat. All the meat. Where’s the meat!? Wait, what’s work? 2. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you hate public speaking? Me: 4, it doesn’t bother me that much. Chico: 8, I have rules. Let me sniff you first. IfContinue reading “Get to know you #47”
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Waste not. Want not; dog treats
Last year, I bought Cheekie a dog treat advent calendar. It was $10 or $12 for 25 dog treats. Most of which he didn’t like. In that case, the advent calendar was mostly for me. Seeing which treat would be under the hidden panel next. On a shopping trip to 5 Below I found this.Continue reading “Waste not. Want not; dog treats”
Scaring yourself; poem
Plumber in. Plumber out. What kind of leaky smells will sprout? ~ In the silent darkness of the night, odors can give quite the fright. ~ Chico; my Chihuahua and I, are down for the count. Praying the land of dreams will open like a fount. ~ My worst fears have come true. Raw sewageContinue reading “Scaring yourself; poem”
Cool paws
God, Chico and Me
I think it’s safe to post this poem on my blog since it’s been over a year and I haven’t heard back from the contest I submitted it to. Then, I read that the parent company of Redbox is filing for bankruptcy. Which just happens to be the same company that publishes the Chicken SoupContinue reading “God, Chico and Me”
Teach an old dog new tricks
Teach an old dog new tricks? Have you heard the saying, “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”? I have. All of my life. Well, I’m here to tell you, you can – with work. My Chico is 11 years old this year. The king of the castle can go pretty much wherever heContinue reading “Teach an old dog new tricks”
Imagine the scandal
Mowing. I have enough battery life that I can mow for an hour. The weather app said 35% chance of rain. Kentucky weather is so fickle. A 5% chance of rain could mean that it will rain all day. And a 85% chance of rain means nothing. As I’m mowing the small side of myContinue reading “Imagine the scandal”
The voice
Leonard cocked his head; at first looking confused. Searching desperately around the deck looking for that beloved voice. “Leonard.” The voice sang to him. With his nose, tail wagging fiercely, he scanned at the French door. The voice, he knew was real. Calling his name. “Leonard.” He backed away from the door, cocked his headContinue reading “The voice”
BlackBerry Dumplins
I had to share this. Cheekie has been so cute this morning. In this picture, he’s waiting on my blackberry dumplins. I was a little worried about giving him some but I read they shouldn’t hurt him. When I was making them last night, I discovered he likes dough. 😂
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