Daisy Rescue Dog Month # 11

Just when you think the dogs have overcome the hurdle of who’s the boss, they have a brawl. Over a ball. Pepper set Daisy straight once regarding balls.  Pepper weighs 55+ pounds. Daisy weighs 18 pounds. Daisy went for the same ball Pepper went for. There was fight. Pepper won. Daisy had to have Neosporin… Continue reading Daisy Rescue Dog Month # 11

Jam-packed Day

The hike today was five miles long with a 900 foot elevation near the San Pablo reservoir in Briones Regional Park. There were 18 of us, and while we were gathering at the parking lot, we saw three young coyotes chasing each other, puppies playing. I thought about skipping it.  I thought about calling my… Continue reading Jam-packed Day

Don’t Judge a Book

Of all the pick-up lines I’ve ever heard, the best one came yesterday at the Walnut Creek Octoberfest. “Now those are some sensible shoes.” Yes, I had on one-inch black boots because I was dressed as a German beer garden maid, and they were the best shoes with white knee socks. “They’re good for dancing,”… Continue reading Don’t Judge a Book

Queen Elizabeth is an Alien?

Charlie met Christine, a pretty blonde, on Our Time. They talked on the phone and decided to meet on a Friday afternoon at Oasis in downtown Pleasanton. After all, her profile said she lived in Pleasanton. “I live in Mountain House now,” Christine said. Charlie felt that she had misrepresented herself. Mountain House was another… Continue reading Queen Elizabeth is an Alien?

A Victoria’s Secret Box with Dinner

Saundra met Duke online on Match.  They agreed to meet at Scott’s Seafood restaurant for dinner.  When she got there, he was already seated and waved her over.  As she approached the table she noticed a dozen lavender roses in a vase. She remembered that Duke had asked her favorite color. As she sat down… Continue reading A Victoria’s Secret Box with Dinner

The Contractor and the Jet Setter

It was Tom the contractor’s umpteenth date on Match.  The woman was from the same affluent town, was the same height as he was, and was ready to meet him at Bridges, the hot spot downtown with the best happy hour.  But when Ellen walked in, she had on three inch heels and towered over… Continue reading The Contractor and the Jet Setter

Do You Want a Cookie, Little Girl?

She ran a personal ad in the Contra Costa Times:  Single white female looking for single Asian man.  Her two previous boyfriends had been Asian.  James called and left a message with his phone number on a Friday night. The next morning Pam checked her phone messages. She liked his voice as she listened to… Continue reading Do You Want a Cookie, Little Girl?

Be Careful What You Wish For

I’ve lived in my little house for seven years and four months. The neighborhood is about 48 years old, and the trees that are here are huge. My pie-shaped lot is wide and shallow in the back.  Las Trampas Ridge is due west, beyond the freeway, but I could not see it because of the… Continue reading Be Careful What You Wish For

Cat Burglar

I was in Fremont, California. It was the summer of 1975.  I had my sample case with me. I’d worn my hot pants to stay cool. I had already rung three dozen doorbells. Selling books door to door wasn’t always a cake walk.  It was lunchtime. I had one more doorbell to ring before I’d… Continue reading Cat Burglar