1. Did you know postal workers practice delivering mail? We were driving home from breakfast and drove by a post office and saw this: Lance promptly turned the car around so we could fully behold and attempt to comprehend this sight. 2. Labor Day When I worked a real* job all the random days off … More Four for Friday!
My family was a cat family. Our first cats I knew were Watson* and Kritter. We found Kritter outside, her tail had been cut short, and she became my cat. Our cats which followed were Lucy Woo** and Bing Clawsby***. *Watson, as in, assistant to Sherlock Holmes. And yes, my parents had a cat named … More On Becoming a Dog Person
I’ve been a dog owner for a hot minute, but I am quickly learning dog products I like and don’t like. For example, I do not like pig ears. At least, not for my dog. Instead of chewing on them, he attempts to inhale them which then leads to some snorting and gagging and touch … More Dog Products I Love So Far…
When we adopted Stitch, I had several friends check in with me to verify my sanity. After my first day alone with him, I needed to check it as well. Following a day filled with continuous couch jumping, biting, and inability to simply sit still, I crated him, and sat beside him thinking, I was not … More Sit. Stay. Down. Off. No.
Today my belly rub lover, alien noise maker, foodaholic, cartoon character doppelganger, Stitch, turns one. We’ve had him for exactly one month now and so much about our lives has changed including, but not limited to: We eat fewer late night snacks in order to avoid his face stationed next to ours pleading for a … More Happy Birthday, Stitch!
For a little over a year now, we’ve talked about getting a dog. Lance grew up with dogs and cats, and though he loves both, the kid in him loves the play factor dogs naturally possess. I grew up with only cats*. I always wanted dogs–because isn’t that what kids are supposed to do??–but my … More Our New Family Member, Stitch
I’ve debated on how to start this first post after a three month break from blogging. I considered bombarding you with the nitty gritty details of my departure. I mentally strewed together a rant on all the wrongs with society and life. But instead, I’ll say this… I left without warning, and for that, I’m … More Four for Friday!