Another Dang Daisy Dog Post

A Jack Russell Terrier is a hunter and very focused, at that.  Little did I know when I picked the cowering rescue girl in the corner of the adoption room, where she wouldn’t eat anything out of the volunteer’s hand, that she would get comfortable enough in her third life to stalk and kill the… Continue reading Another Dang Daisy Dog Post

Daisy vs. Squirrel – Guess Who Won

The squirrel was attracted to the three bird feeders. It would jump down from the neighbor’s Valley Oak tree, run down the fence, across ten feet of mulch, then run up the plastic rain barrel to climb up the gutter or hang onto the stucco. This is when the dogs would see him as the… Continue reading Daisy vs. Squirrel – Guess Who Won

My Two Gophers

(re-run) Now before you tell me that gophers are solitary creatures and that I only have one gopher, let me explain that I have a little beach house with a gopher and my regular house with a gopher. I am an Iowa girl, living in California. So both houses were bought because of the property… Continue reading My Two Gophers

When the Rescue Dog is a Ratter

(re-run) The timid white dog with the brown head wouldn’t take a treat from the rescue dog volunteer.  I liked her face, anyway, and took her home. Fast forward 18 months.  The plum tree in the back side yard becomes loaded with fruit. The platform for the shed which I stupidly put next to the… Continue reading When the Rescue Dog is a Ratter

My Two Gophers

Now before you tell me that gophers are solitary creatures and that I only have one gopher, let me explain that I have a little beach house with a gopher and my regular house with a gopher. I am an Iowa girl, living in California. So both houses were bought because of the property that… Continue reading My Two Gophers

When the Rescue Dog is a Ratter

The timid white dog with the brown head wouldn’t take a treat from the rescue dog volunteer.  I liked her face, anyway, and took her home. Fast forward 18 months.  The plum tree in the back side yard becomes loaded with fruit. The platform for the shed which I stupidly put next to the plum… Continue reading When the Rescue Dog is a Ratter