Fifty shades of beige
The first thing I wanted to do when I got back from my trip and long drive south was to walk the dogs. Not only to be with them, but to get out into the countryside I’ve come to love and call home.
Category: Community
No sooner was I gone than I was back
It felt like no sooner had I left than I was back but in the days I was away my appreciation of Schnauzerfest supporters increased a million fold.
I sent out my newsletter on Wednesday – squeaking in before we moved into September – and have been asked about something I mentioned.
Yesterday was Michel’s birthday (and Albert Claude’s), and I said we were whipping out to a local restaurant with friends for lunch, which is a rare event for us. We don’t eat out much,...
When a retreat isn’t quite as planned
July was busy with friends and family visting and lots of other good things. There were also some less than good things. This summer two friends have faced big health crises with ongoing ramifications....
Summer ramblings
Unexpected visitors combined with those planned with friends and family have scuppered my summer schedule. I’ve almost given up trying to stay on top of anything let alone everything.
What a strange month we’re leaving behind
Each summer I enjoy sharing photos of sunflowers on social media. If I do that this year it’ll be tinged with sadness. They’ll be a remindersof a terrible night for our local area.
Playing by the Rules
The other day I managed to catch on camera Albert Claude and Cerise in a delirious moment of play. At least Cerise seemed delirious for a split second, Albert was just being Albert. It’s...
A strange and sad week
All the reading I do in the world won’t make pet loss any easier. But I’ll keep doing it for now as I find comfort in words and knowledge.
Six years and six months of Cerise
I know every dog is unique. But emotionally I couldn’t help myself fitting Cerise into my expectations. I should have known better.
Rescue Reality
Her big amber eyes stare straight into those of the person who, perhaps, holds her future in their hands. She’s just a year old and stands on wobbly legs, one with a nasty, infected...