Category: dogs

It’s a Jungle Out There

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I saw a coyote yesterday during my strength and training class at the senior center. There are so many people in the drop-in class that I have to stand right in front of the glass doors, with a view of the hills filled with wild turkeys, birds, and now Wiley Coyote. My back hurts more… Continue reading It’s a Jungle Out There

Playing Hooky

Posted in ARF, best, California, carpool, cell phone, dancing, dogs, ex-husband, flirting, friends, humor, memoir, music, relationships, shopping center, worstLeave a comment

Last night I skipped my dog’s Manners class.  I paid for it back in August after two of my children said that the rescue dog could use some manners. I went to the first class, second class, and third class. Yesterday I’d had it with my week thus far. Too many things were going wrong.… Continue reading Playing Hooky

Introvert or Extrovert?

Posted in dancing, dogs, extrovert, humor, husband, introvert, sister, socializing, son, Uncategorized1 Comment

Most people don’t know it they are an introvert or an extrovert for the first ten or so years of their lives.  By the time they get to college, they have figured it out.  Is your ideal weekend spent with or without people? Are you an introvert or an extrovert or a combination of both?… Continue reading Introvert or Extrovert?

Don’t Date the Neighbor

Posted in California, children, control freak, dating, divorce, dogs, firsts, humor, last, mom, moving, neighbors, relationships, restaurant, toys, worstLeave a comment

Julie got divorced and moved into her new townhouse with her six-year-old son.  One day, when she was out walking her dog, a guy mowing his lawn turned off the mower and said hello. They chatted about her dog, and Julie mentioned that she had just moved in. Doug rode his bike a lot while… Continue reading Don’t Date the Neighbor

Daisy the Rescue Dog, Month # 9

Posted in animal adoption, animal rescue, ARF, ball launcher, California, dog training, dogs, food, humor, leash, memoir, relationships, rescueLeave a comment

Today is Daisy’s ninth month with me and my younger dog, Pepper. Two females is never the best idea for dog-mates. I thought Pepper would retain her Alpha position because she is bigger. But Jack Russells are born with attitude to spare, and Daisy has managed to boss both of us around. I’ve never had… Continue reading Daisy the Rescue Dog, Month # 9

A Girl, A Creek, and an Hour to Spare

Posted in best, board and care, California, cell phone, dogs, Facebook, humor, memoir, mom, nature, nine year old, relationships, treesLeave a comment

When my worker woman showed up Monday morning after having been gone for a two-week long vacation, I had a long list of to–do’s for her. I answered the door and found her nine year old daughter standing next to her. I said hello and went over the list with Kelly. I left to go… Continue reading A Girl, A Creek, and an Hour to Spare

A Good Dog Neighbor

Posted in animal shelter, best, California, dogs, humor, memoir, neighbors, outdoors, park, phone call, relationships, sister, sonLeave a comment

(re-run) Yesterday my son and I had lunch together at the local sandwich shop. He brought his little dog, half Chihuahua, half terrier. I fed Violet scraps of lettuce under the table while we ate. She thinks she’s a vegetarian. Afterward, we followed the usual routine and came back to my house, where Violet could… Continue reading A Good Dog Neighbor

Beware of Craigslist?

Posted in best, boat, California, Craigslist, dogs, fishing, humor, memoir, neighbors, parking lot, relationships, Santa, tea cups, texting, worstLeave a comment

I’d sold a thousand dollars’ worth of tea cups and dinner plates the year before. When Sis moved in with me, I had to let all that inventory go. It hadn’t been selling that well on Etsy anyway, and Etsy had just changed its policies and had kicked me off their site. Why? Because they… Continue reading Beware of Craigslist?

A Solitary Life

Posted in beach, best, California, dancing, dating, dogs, fog, friends, humor, memoir, Monterey Bay, nature, ocean, outdoors, relationships, thrift store, worst2 Comments

I am at my beach house just two blocks from a beautiful state beach along the Pacific Ocean. People find out I have a house and wonder why I spend most of my time in the Bay Area. It used to be because my kids were there, but now two of them have left, and… Continue reading A Solitary Life