Dear Readers, Today's post is a sad one. If you need happy reading, or don't have a box of tissues handy, I suggest you read elsewhere. On July 28, I said goodbye to Melba forever. The best, sweetest little dog had been carrying around a tumor for over a year, and at the end of … Continue reading Goodbye Melba
I may have missed the boat on spring photos, but at least I can attempt to capture summer. The sun is much brighter than I expected it to be, akin to that searing Arizona sun that toasts you to a crisp the second you step out in it. This is Kansas, though, so there's always … Continue reading Summer Looks Like
My first attempt at knitting Melba a sweater didn't go so well. The knitting part was fine. The wearing--not so much. After we released her from the sweater, she curled up in a sad ball on one corner of the couch to recover from her traumatic experience, I frogged the whole thing, adjusted *all* my … Continue reading Sad Ears
Ok, so she's just in our new backyard. But for a little dog accustomed to gravel, this weedy little yard might as well be the open plains. I think she likes it: she will pause to thoughtfully sniff a particular seed head, or take in the scent on the wind, before doing what she needs … Continue reading Little Dog on the Prarie
Sorry, mon peeps. I am not all here. The short of the long has never been my strong suit, but I will try here. Short: In early August, a good friend of mine listened as I gleefuly listed all the bothersome little things that I was able to get done while being unemployed. When I … Continue reading Not All Here
Many apologies, dear readers: this is going to be a flyby post. I have been so busy making things that I have not had the time to tell you about what I've been making. Hopefully that post will come soon. Right now it's time for a post about my best girl, Melba. Two years (and … Continue reading Two Years and Four Days
Melba is doing better, although she now needs to wear a cone so she doesn't lick her sutures. Before, she was very popular with everyone who got onto the building's elevator with us, but now she is the center of attention everywhere.
Last weekend, Querido and I packed up Melba for a weekend in the Wild North. She enjoyed herself thoroughly, and wore herself out thoroughly too. I had hoped to take her out into nature, because I don't know that she'd ever left Phoenix before, but she never made it beyond the backyard. It was adventure … Continue reading Exhausting
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