So, the piano and TV Lift have gone ( Read more... )

There's a new face at Casa Pinkadero!
( Cut for pictures and dog cuteness... )

Hallow and welcome to another edition of "What the Hell am I Doing Here, Anyway, and Whose Underpants are These ( Read more... )

While digging in the yard today, we found a number of artifacts. A lambchop bone. A big marble. A plastic ballpoint pen (Shaggy and Scooby up a tree molded into it, I think). And a soft Nylabone ( Read more... )

This has been an especially hard time for me, in the wake of putting Dillon down ( Read more... )

Dillon took the next step of his soul's journey today. We will miss him terribly; I hope his time with us was a happy one (I think it was).

Please utter a small "roo" for the most vocally hilarious dog I've even known...

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Well, we survived the holidays.

Actually, things were very mellow. I had nearly two weeks off, few obligations, and lots of hobbies to pursue. We went to a party or two, and threw one of our own, hosted my mom for a few days, and generally slouched about in our pajamas.

On New Year's Day we hosted a brunch*, with a nice mix of new and old friends ( Read more... )

I found a dead baby rabbit on the back porch this morning. I suspected that the local momma had once again set up a birthing center in the lavender. Stoopid rabbits. I felt bad. It was whole, but looked like it had been drowned ( Read more... )

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...one of these gets me. This is one of those times:


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