I swear looking at this picture, you’d think Honey paddled herself to this deserted spot.
Okay, it’s not very nice of me. But when I go camping I get snarky. But I’ve learned my lesson. Maybe a little luxury ain’t a bad thing.
If you asked me, I’d say Honey had poor rear leg awareness. But I took out my clicker and she did this:
When someone named this street, do you think they were talking about the lovely waterfront site? Or were they just waiting for Honey to come along?
Scotland has Nessie. The Chesapeake Bay has Chessie. We recently discovered our own little monster in the Assawoman Bay. If we can convince anyone she exists, should we call her “Assie?”
While living in our temporary home, Honey gets to walk in a new place every day. Yesterday, she met some new dog friends while walking in St. Michael’s Maryland.
For days I’ve been setting up Honey’s Yard Sale, a virtual sale of dog stuff to benefit the SPCA of Tompkins County. It has been hard. Luckily, I’ve had a good supervisor.
When you’re handling everything you’ve ever owned, it’s natural to look back. But several of my great readers have reminded me to keep looking forward.
We found a fabulous person to help us with our sale on Saturday. How do I know when I’ve never met her? Because she asked, “Will you have any dog decor stuff for sale?” What do you think we told her? Your Turn: Do you fill your house with dog stuff? Or is the real […]
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