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”For reasons which are neither here nor there, the Beagle pup did not get his regular walk this morning.
Everybody left early and only I came back to the house.
Continue reading “A day in the life of Sir Tucker the Beagle”I continue on the path of clumsy accidents.
Continue reading “Interruption”For two days I’ve been doing stuff. All sorts of stuff. None of it involved writing.
I’m feeling out of sorts.
Continue reading “About pets, not writing and a strange looking food item”Today I took my mom to the vet.
Ok, that came out wrong. π I did take her to the vet but it wasn’t she who needed veterinary care – la di da – it was a guinea pig who did. π
Who wants to know the whole sordid, smelly ordeal? I’m sitting here in my empty, quiet house (I probably just jinxed it) with a Nutella covered peanut butter cookie and tea, wondering how to process the last few days.
Because… drama. (You have been warned.)
Continue reading “Drama”Continuation of Easter morning
We seem to have a problem with our guinea pigs.
After we feasted on our Easter breakfast, everyone went off to do their own thing.
I was sitting on my bed trying to finish reading an ebook that is due today. Since someone else had put it on hold it will disappear from my phone tonight and I’m only half-way through.
Anyway, my girl comes in and interrupts me. I look up and ask her what’s up. Continue reading “Lockdown Easter lunchtime”
The continuation of the Monkey Bread saga continues…click here for part 1 from yesterday.
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My tween girl and I were baking bread (me) and Monkey Bread (her).Β While the doughs were rising, and the dishes piling up, and I had my back turned for a moment, she disappeared.
Because, kids. π Continue reading “The Monkey Bread saga – part 2”
I have been doing nothing but take photos lately.
Of myself. Of my mess. Of my surroundings. Of my new clothes. Of my new boots. (70% off!)
And…of the dog.
…that we have a cat?
Me either. π Continue reading “Did you know…”
This is the worst title in the history of blog post titles ever constructed by a blogger. Thank you, I’ll take that award now. π Continue reading “English language rules and why they can/should/must be broken (sometimes)”
Before I launch into another depressing weekend of rain, cold and no sun, let’s do something fun!
Let’s think up pet names. π
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