dogs – Page 27 – FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER!

Shake-up in the Routine

April 23, 2022April 23, 2022 Posted in doctor, dogs, exercise, family, FOMO, hiking, live music, memoir, party, relationships, structure, vacation, weekend1 Comment

(re-run) I am a creature of habit. If it’s Monday, then it’s exercise with Carolyn at 9:30. If it’s Tuesday it’s chorus at 7:00. If it’s Wednesday, it’s exercise with Milan at 9:30. If it’s Thursday it’s Wild Card day. If it’s Friday, it’s exercise with Yuko at 9:30. Only this week things were goofed… Continue reading Shake-up in the Routine

The Dog Whisperer

April 21, 2022April 21, 2022 Posted in animal adoption, animal rescue, animal training, ball throwing, California, dog whisperer, dogs, fridge, HOA, leash, massage, memoir, pandemic, poop, ZoomLeave a comment

My son moved in with me. He has managed to get the super anxious, high-strung Jack Russell to roll over onto her back when she sees him coming. She allows belly rubs to happen. This is huge. I’ve been massaging Daisy Dog ever since pandemic life went online with Zoom. She knows to sit in… Continue reading The Dog Whisperer

Dog Training, the $100 Secret

April 21, 2022April 21, 2022 Posted in animal adoption, animal rescue, animal shelter, ARF, best, California, dog training, dogs, holidays, humor, memoir, relationships, secret, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) When I got a ten-week-old puppy four days before Christmas six+ years ago, I didn’t realize how hard it was going to be. I’d trained many a dog, but I did it within the context of my family, with my children at the ready to wear out the new pet. This time I was… Continue reading Dog Training, the $100 Secret

Worst Neighbors Ever

April 17, 2022April 17, 2022 Posted in abuse, children, dogs, humor, memoir, Nebraska, neighbors, relationships, worst1 Comment

(re-run) When I was twenty-eight I bought my first house. It was in Omaha, on 50th Avenue, south of Leavenworth. It was a cute little two bedroom, one bath with a full basement and big fenced-in backyard. Since I wanted to get a dog, it seemed perfect. I had a budget, and this house was… Continue reading Worst Neighbors Ever

Two Tubs In, One Tub Out

April 9, 2022April 9, 2022 Posted in beach, dogs, donations, garage, grandfather clock, low back pain, mail, memoir, moving, online sales, pandemic, pioneer outfits, teacherLeave a comment

(re-run) I gave away 78 pioneer outfits (from my beach house garage) to a 4th grade teacher today. I used to sell them online for school field trips, but that all came to a screeching halt with the pandemic. During the lockdown, I finished every dress and shirt in my sewing room, increasing my inventory… Continue reading Two Tubs In, One Tub Out

Getting Away from all the No, No, No’s

April 4, 2022April 4, 2022 Posted in animal adoption, bands, books, boyfriend, California, childhood, dogs, humor, memoir, outside the box, piano, relationshipsLeave a comment

(re-run) My mom, bless her heart, had to keep five children in line, mostly by herself. She did it by keeping everyone in his or her place, as in, “No, you can’t do that!” I just found out that my younger sister also wanted to play clarinet in the band, like I did. But I… Continue reading Getting Away from all the No, No, No’s

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

March 31, 2022March 31, 2022 Posted in bully, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, exercise, female issues, low back pain, massage, memoir, newspaper, pandemic, relationships, shoes, Sunday Chronicle, TinnitusLeave a comment

(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus COVID-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish. Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry. I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back

Prozac for Daisy Dog

March 30, 2022April 2, 2022 Posted in animal adoption, animal rescue, animal training, dog training, dog walks, dogs, fight, memoir, veterinarianLeave a comment

So, this happened. I walked the big dog, Pepper, yesterday. At the end of our walk, I saw a tall man I’d never seen before with a tiny dog, and the dog wasn’t on a leash. Our paths were about to cross, so I stopped and waited. “My dog’s not friendly,” I said. I didn’t… Continue reading Prozac for Daisy Dog

Help your Mood, Pull some Weeds

March 29, 2022March 29, 2022 Posted in birds, butterflies, California, dogs, foxtails, gardening, insects, lizards, lockdown, memoir, Round-Up, Roundup, weedsLeave a comment

(re-run) Yesterday, I made the short trip to my little downtown, got some cash from the ATM, picked up two newspapers, and headed back home. On the way into town, I saw two city workers spraying Roundup on the weeds in the median strip. They were still at it, in the very same place, on… Continue reading Help your Mood, Pull some Weeds

Where’s My Fish?

March 27, 2022March 27, 2022 Posted in art, artist, beach, Carmel Pine Cone, ceramics, coast, dogs, fish, memoir, Monterey Bay, Monterey county, open studio tour, pandemic, power outage, stressLeave a comment

(re-run) During the pandemic in 2020, it was easy running down to the beach house for a few days since nothing was going on. The freeways were deserted while everyone stayed home. Now that life is somewhat back to normal, I have to give up fun things to make room for a beachy weekend. I… Continue reading Where’s My Fish?