Carl doesn’t understand Christmas with all the comings and goings. Our schedule has changed with all the parties and people dropping off gifts. All the changes seems to have caused our pooch to become edgy and he appears to only want life to get back into a normal routine. I enjoy spending time with friends,Continue reading “Left in the Manger”
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Front Row Seat
I have to make a confession. Neither Carl nor I like the night time. I don’t like driving in the dark and you won’t see Carl or I walking after the sun has set. But if there was to be an exception, it would have to be during the Christmas season when many have theirContinue reading “Front Row Seat”
An Allusive Light
Every once in a while when I have the flash light in my hand, I get tempted to put the lazar function on and trace it over the floor. It only takes a minute until Carl spots the light and begins to hunt it down. He usually gets very excited and will slip and slideContinue reading “An Allusive Light”
No Comfy Beds
Carl loves a good walk. Because his snout is a little longer than most French Bull Dogs, he can tolerate an extended walk in both the heat and the cold. But as much as he loves to walk, when he is close to home, he picks up his pace and is clearly happy to walkContinue reading “No Comfy Beds”
The Gift of Friendships
Poor Carl. He was barred from his bed and once again had to sleep on the couch. Bee, stood in the doorway and made it crystal clear that he was not going to enter. So instead of experiencing the abuse of the Frenchie, he turned and walked down the darkened hallway to sleep alone. IContinue reading “The Gift of Friendships”
A Life Changing Dream
As I look towards the fire, I can’t help but smile at my little white dog. He is cuddled up on the couch as close to the fire as he can get. The blower to our furnace is broken, so for now, the gas fire place is the spot to be near to stay warm.Continue reading “A Life Changing Dream”
In the Middle
He was in a pickle. Carl wanted to go outside but he was afraid if he did so, he would miss out on something. A treat, a chance to lay in front of the fire, or the attention that he always craves. So instead of crawling through the doggy door to the world, he stoodContinue reading “In the Middle”
Carl’s Kingdom
Carl has his own kingdom. He has a throne that he rests upon each night and a couple of subjects that meet all of his needs. If he needs a bath, he has a handmaiden to give him a thorough cleaning. He has the finest of canine food that is portioned out every day forContinue reading “Carl’s Kingdom”
Stuck
I knew something was wrong. I couldn’t find Bee anywhere. She wasn’t snuggled up in front of the fire or buried in her oversized bed. I even checked the bathroom to see if she was cuddled up on one of the bath mats. It had been at least twenty minutes since I last saw herContinue reading “Stuck”
The Power of Fear
Power. It takes all kinds of shapes. Last night I saw it in its most primitive state. After feeding Carl and Bee, I went back into the bedroom and went back to sleep. A few minutes later I awoke to a feeling that something wasn’t right. I sat up and looked at the two dogContinue reading “The Power of Fear”