My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Sunday is a very special day at our house and no, it’s not because of the Super Bowl. None of the teams I cheer for made it through the playoffs… bygones. No, Feb. 2 is the 7th anniversary of bringing home my little Lab, my little Misfit Toy, Asta - her adoption day. She had [...]
Today I went for my first solo hike since my knee surgery. Well, almost solo - Asta was with me. You know just in case I needed her to channel Lassie and seek help if I fell down a well, or the marsh embankment. We went slowly, navigating the gradual inclines and uneven ground without [...]
We said, "goodbye" to our sweet, dear Hershey this morning. She has been a special part of our family since 2006 when our daughter came home begging to rescue a little chocolate Lab puppy. Hershey's first weeks with us were rough, and she barely survived the parvovirus that killed the rest of her litter mates. [...]
My oldest dog, Hershey, has allergies. When springtime rolls around, there is something in the air - pollen, grass dander, fairy dust - that makes her miserable. Scratching, chewing, snarfing, it’s enough to drive anyone mad. She gets meds from the vet, and I’ve been known to slip her a little Benadryl, none of which [...]
These two - my furry, nuggets of unconditional love - are my always eager hiking companions. They are quick to rush out the door, straining hard against their leashes, taking me along whether I'm ready or not. Hershey, our nearly 8-year-old grandame, a Valentine’s presents from a long-gone high school boyfriend, is the calm to Asta’s amped [...]
Yeah, I have two of the most fierce guard dogs you could ever imagine. Swift, strong, über protective. Don't even think about sneaking into my yard or threatening my family. Knock on my door unannounced and you might lose an arm. Burglars beware, bad guys just move on, door-to-door solicitors need not apply ~ Hershey and Asta, Lab [...]
