Three blogging buddies inspired me to write this post. Plus, I just finished reading Jack
London’s book White Fang.What a marvelous book--White Fang moved from the snow in the North to California where he wasn't used to being warm.(See previous post for my review) My rescued dogs Pinky and Fiona moved with us from the California desert and though we only moved one hour away, they are both wondering what happened.
Anyway, if you like dogs you'll love these blogs:
The first one:
Two Fur-Peeps and A Writer-is a blog about
author Shelly Arkon and her two adorable pups, Sir Poops A-lot and Hairball. It’s
a wonderful, happy blog.
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Fiona catching rays
outside and trying to sleep! |
The second one:
Two Little Square Black Dogs is where you can
visit Hamish and Watson in the Sonoran desert.
Lastly, there’s the informative and funny,
Pets and other Critters also about
dogs, birds and turtles.
(I don't know how to add audio to blogs and someday I'll figure it out. Until then you'll have to use your imagination.)
Here's a story about
Christmas Eve Morning
“Mommy, Pinky ate all my kibble.” Fiona looked at me, tilted
her little head and blinked.
“Yes, I know,” I replied. “I’ll give you a snack later. Her
whiskers sparkled under the Christmas lights and though she had been a naughty
little Chihuahua all year long, she still deserved to eat.
Pinky ran up wagging her tail. “I heard you complaining, you
little snitch. What do you expect after crapping on the sofa, you moron?”
Fiona yawned.
“Mommy, let me explain,” Pinky said while wagging her tail.
“I’m bigger, I need more food and she’s stupid.” Pinky put her paws on my lap
and stared at me with her doe-like eyes.
“How about you go into the garage while I give Fiona some
more food?” I tried to pick up Pinky who immediately snapped at my fingers. “I
thought Fiona was the naughty one? What’s with you wanting to bite me?”
Daddy put down the newspaper and looked across the room.
“Are you okay? If she hurts you then she’s going back to that same rescue
facility she came from."
He stood up and put Pinky on a leash and pulled her into the
garage while I refilled Fiona’s bowl.
When I sat down to drink my coffee I watched Fiona staring
at the garage door. “Is she in solitary confinement?”
“No,” I mumbled. “She’ll be back soon.” (This is where you play the song, "Love is an Open Door" from the Frozen soundtrack.)
Fiona kept staring at the garage door and wouldn't eat. She
looked sad and missed her sister. After I finished my coffee, I stood up and
let Pinky back into the house. Minutes later Pinky finished off the food in
Fiona’s bowl.
“Thanks mommy,” she said after scarfing it down.
Fiona yawned.
Music:
(Let it go... Let it go....)
New Year's Eve we had a freak storm over our house which dumped several inches of snow all over everything. It's just not melting fast enough for Pinky and Fiona. Here they are checking out their first snow.
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Music:Do you Want to Build a Snowman?
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Yes, even Fiona wants to wish you a bright and sunny
New Year and all of us hope your dreams come true!