Tucker plays with a broom
This time, Sir Tucker the Beaglehound wanted to play with the already half-destroyed broom.
Continue reading “Tucker plays with a broom”This time, Sir Tucker the Beaglehound wanted to play with the already half-destroyed broom.
Continue reading “Tucker plays with a broom”It’s windy today. So windy that the Cessna 172 training flights at a local airport were canceled.
It’s also cold. All my lovely plants I bought for my garden and deck railing are in my house, to shield them from possible overnight frost.
Continue reading “Noisy Friday”On Friday late afternoon I was suddenly overcome with an urge to take apart the old, rotten picnic table that’s been decomposing in my backyard. 😶
Continue reading “Weekend noise”Now that I have a driving teenager I find myself a lot more aware in how I drive, and what I say when I drive.
Continue reading “Driving teens and digging Beagles (help me!)”“Don’t give me that look,” I said to Tucker when he jumped on the bed where I was doing laundry. But he wouldn’t move off the bed. Nor would he help… 😐 Instead, he relocated on top of the laundry… 🙄 Continue reading Tucker shenanigans: laundry
My back’s been sore for days now. So finally today I decided a bath with Epsom salts might help me out a bit. This was after my exercises, and the 2+ hours of using the tens system while writing at the dining table.
Continue reading “Missing: relaxation (reason: puppy)”Yesterday I had 20 minutes to myself. The entire day. Which began at 5 am.
I’m always up early. Mornings are my quiet time to write, or read. Except not now, because…puppy.
I found a picture of myself as a child holding a Beagle. Continue reading “Tightening the reins”