My front porch is for company, the back porch for me. It’s my take-five spot, a compact stoop just barely big enough for a big guy and two big bulldogs. The paint-deprived rail supports an arm’s reach and everything from a cup of coffee to a cordial to a tumbler of ice tea. In the […]
Prompted by the day’s drizzle and cool temps, Boz and Gracie practice the art of indoor dogouflage, becoming one with the sofa, pillows and throws, willingly changing fur tone and posture to blend indistinguishably from their comfy throne. If not for the snoring, I’d have thought they disappeared. Talented dogs, indeed.
Yesterday Vashon received a primer of snow, and my buddy Jon took advantage of its fine packing ability (and my inability to locate our fencing tools) to build an impromptu snowman. Boz busted through the dog door to inspect the trepasser. Let’s just say his reception was chilly. The forecast calls for more snow, serious […]
Boz vs. the bobblehead: showdown at the Tall Clover corral Boz was a pretty good pooch this year. Sure there were some mishaps, encounters with oriental rugs that needed shampooing anyway, coffee table climbing expeditions for unattended hors d’oeuvres, and foraging safaris to find fresh chew toys in the form of young corn stalks and […]
The old place bedazzled by swags of C-9s. I was revisiting some of my past Christmas posts, and stumbled upon the one that follows. While I do hate to repeat myself, I thought, heck I’ve seen A Charlie Brown Christmas a bazillion times and I can recite the entire script of How the Grinch Stole […]
As Christmas time nears, I like to retell this story, a simple post about my new home (at the time), new friends, and the beginning of many fine old memories in this fine old house. Boz and Gracie prefer dry paws and wood heat. Each year I wonder if, when or where I’ll cross paths […]
Fall colors fade fast in the Pacific Northwest, but I can always count on my Glenora grape leaves to stick around. (The grapes are another story.) With Autumn storms come fallen branches, a sure sign that my madrona branch fence will grow in the weeks to come. (Boz caught in the act of eating baby […]
Boz & Gracie Sport a Slicker New Look Boz and Gracie enjoy taking time to smell the flowers while showing off the latest in farm fashions. Uh oh, I can hear the rumblings and see the eye rolls now; Tom’s taken to dressing up the dogs. (Well, I do live alone.) Actually I’ve only done […]