You may recall that even with your help (and thank you again!), our beloved Ace Hollywood fell ten dollars short of winning a spot as a calendar boy for his rescue league - at least, for a full-page shot. But he did make it in as the first dog of the first month in a little photo on the page which has the actual calendar squares. You can see him ( Read more... )

Well, my dearest savant_da_rat is off in Pennsylvania and won't be home for another week, so it's bachelorette time here ( Read more... )

Ace left us on April 27, and I am still very sad. Three days ago, the gutter man came to clean out our roof gutters. In the fall, he pulls out the leaves; in the spring, it's the maple seeds.

"Where's your dog?" was his first question. I had forgotten that he and Ace had a Major Love Thang goin' on. Ace loved this man from the very first sniff ( Read more... )

Please, dogs, tell me if I picked the right day.

And next time, tell me in advance.

(Seen over at the LJ of labyris.)

Ah, but it was a near thing! It looks as though he came in about sixteenth, and he needed to place no less than twelfth (or thirteenth, I guess, if the cover photo differs from January).

But thank you all very much! I can tell some of you voted for Ace - I just can't tell whom, so whoever you were, thank you, thank you.

His photo is picture #19 ( Read more... )

As of last week, I'd picked up seven ticks so far this year. Seven which actually bit me. Six of which glommed onto me in one ten-day period. Only five of which were removed in one piece. I've had all three life stages, too, nymph and juvenile and adult ( Read more... )

Thank you! I can tell some of you voted for Ace - I just can't tell whom, so whoever you were, thank you very much.

For those tuning in late, Ace is in a calendar contest for his rescue league. The problem is, the contest ends tomorrow, you have to pay for votes, and at least half of my flist is dead-broke right now, and as to the other half, I ( Read more... )

No trip to the dog park last weekend; Daddy was seeing family way up north. No trip the weekend before; too hot, Ace could hardly breathe just walking around his own yard.

I was just typing to livinglaurel the flister formerly known as The Red Shoes about how Ace gets whatever he wants. Rarely is he able to communicate what he wants ( Read more... )

Well, I am this|close to being completely over being sick this past week, but poor Ace is having a rough day and I have decreed that today, at least, he is too sick to go to the dog park. It is 70F / 21C here, and it's much, much, much too hot for him. We also had a weird episode on the patio this morning when his whole body started to tremble ( Read more... )

So, I'm sick again, and I've been reading. I went to let Ace on out this gloomy spring day and as he hesitated in the doorway, the sun came out, though it did not stop raining. This used to be called "when the devil beats his wife" - I don't know why. Perhaps it was thought only a devil would beat his wife on a nice sunshiny day? Pah! The ( Read more... )