Wordless Wednesday: Doggelgängers
Animals
Blog Paws 2016: Day One
I’m an early riser. Even when I’m not coordinating primates I can’t seem to get off the school year schedule. So going to bed near 11 and waking up near 4 wasn’t that much of surprise to me, even on vacation.
The trouble is, the conference isn’t scheduled for insane people like me. Registration begins at 9 am, and the sessions don’t start until noon. So I had a few hours to kill.
The first was slain attempting to get back to sleep and then making coffee.
BlogPaws 2016: Day Zero (& Day -1)
I had planned to drive from Fresno to Phoenix for BlogPaws 2016 in one day. It’d only be 10 hours! It’d only be 600+ miles! Sure, that would be easy. Then after telling a few people about my plan (OK, telling my mother) I began to think about wisdom of said plan. Then after Palm Springs broke its own temperature record, hitting 122 on Monday, it suddenly didn’t seem like the wisest idea to be driving a 16 year old car through the desert during the hottest part of the day.
So after some hemming and hawing and waiting until practically the last minute, I booked a room at the Red Roof Inn in Palm Desert and high tailed it out of Fresno at 5 pm on Tuesday. I was a bit pressed for time as I had to claim the room by midnight. There was some wiggle room, an hour or so, so it didn’t seem like it would be that much of a challenge… But you know the saying “Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans.”
Caturday: The Cattery Pt. 3
In Central California, during the summer, Mother Nature leans hard on the thermostat and then brings out the blow torches. Typical high temperatures run in the 90’s or low 100’s, with occasional runs of 110+ days I like to refer to as ‘facemelters.’
Monkeys Out!
As much as I’ve talked about my experiences in the field of dog and cat servitude it is not my actual job; that involves a different animal altogether.
Opossum
I was out back a few mornings ago, setting up a line to air dry my clothes. The San Joaquin Valley’s 90+ degrees, low humidity summer days are perfect for just such an activity. Plus my dryer is on the fritz. While I was doing that I noticed Hershey’s intense interest in something on top of the “neighbor’s” back yard shack*.
Wordless Wednesday: A Brief Post
Wordless Wednesday: What’s in the Bag?!
“A memory”
Facebook is annoying. Facebook is intrusive. Facebook will destroy us all. But in between pushing unwanted knowledge at us (No, I don’t need to know what a friend of a friend ‘liked’ on a complete stranger’s page) and getting all up in our Continue reading ““A memory””
Singalong
Graham likes to howl. I found this out one day years ago by being silly and saying “dog, daawg, daaaaaaaaawg” and much to my surprise he started singing along with me!! He will howl with other people but nothing else seems to set him off; not fire trucks, not police cars, not other dogs.
Since I discovered his talent we’ve been having sporadic singalongs. It’s noisy, it’s ear splitting, and it’s NEVER. NOT. FUNNY.
My mom was over last night and took this picture of our duet. She’s threatening to take video next time!
Update: 5/7/16
OK, by popular demand I’ve included a video of a previous singalong. I don’t think the vocal are a polished as other performances and there was some hijinx from the road crew. Enjoy!
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