Saturday, August 18, 2018

Hung Over

My Friday night was so wild and crazy that this is the only clear picture I could get from it. In fact, it was so crazy, I'm incredibly hung over and can not seem to get myself going today. Who knew suggling on the couch with your dog all night could be so intense?

:)


Friday, August 10, 2018

My Shadow

I've never had a dog like this. When I'm home, she does not leave my side. She's my appendage, my barnacle, my shadow. I recently went to a family member's house, while they are out of town. I checked on things, gathered the mail and pamphlets on the porch, etc. I sat down there for a bit and realized how weird it was to be all alone. Even when I'm home alone, I'm not truly alone, because I have her. 

In fact, as I sat in that house, I had the sliding glass door open and I could hear kids playing in the school yard nearby. It was so peasceful and I was so content that I proceeded to fall asleep for two hours! Aren't I the best house sitter ever? I mean, for two hours, that house was safe and secure. :)

P.S. Shhh. Sandy doesn't know it but I'm going on a little adventure tomorrow. She will be without me for like 30 hours. The horror!  Poor baby. 


Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Crazy Dog Lady and Her Internet Dog


My dogs are on walk! Can't you tell?

No? Well, tonight, I did not feel like going on a walk. It was that kind of day and I just wanted to be a sloth.  Because I have the strangest dog in the world, that means I have to go and sit in my car. You see, if I'm home, Sandy will refuse to go on a walk with anyone else BUT me. If I'm gone, she will go for the walk just fine. 

So, what do I do? I pretend to leave. I get my keys, with that familiar jingling sound, signaling to my girl that Mama is leaving. Then I say "bye!" and walk out the door and go and sit in my car. Sometimes, I drive around the block and wait until I see that she's left the house and then I am free to go back in. Today, I just sat in the car on the street and waited. Didn't even turn it on. Actually, I did turn it on because it was hot!

Welcome to the world of a crazy dog lady who just had to fall in love with a dog from the Internet. 




Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Postcard From My House

August 7, 2018.
This is a postcard from my house. It's a snapshot in time, if you will. It's self explanatory, but you can email me questions, if you have any. :)

Speaking of postcards, I re-discovered vidoes that I have on YouTube. They are like postcards from the past. Most are ones I made of my dogs, for this blog. I'm so happy I did because I get to still enjoy them and I get to see and hear My Dingo again. Plus, it's fun seeing Buddy when he was young and spunky! I wish I had video of my first dog, Hondu. I barely remember him, except that he was black in color and fluffy.

You knowwhat else I wish? I wish we all got a day where the people who are no longer in our lives would call us and leave a voicemail message. Of course, there would have to be a strict agreement. The person being called promises not to answer the call and the person calling promises to leave a voicemail.  The person being called would know it's "that call"  by the area code. I wonder what are code would show for calls from Heaven? The message left can be anything, "Hello caller? What's up? Hey! Hope you are taking care of yourself. Make sure to look at the full moon next week. Catch you on the flip side". It doesn't matter what they would say. It could even be a "knock knock" joke! Then, those of us left behind can play the message over and over, any time we want and our souls can relish in the comfort of their voices, once again.

Plausible? Negative. Corny? Maybe. Dreamy? Absolutely.









Monday, June 18, 2018

Missing My Walking Partner

I'm missing this guy right here. My Dingo was the best walking partner a girl could ever have. He would go with me on a walk, anywhere, anytime, no matter what. 

Now I have this one. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE her. She's my little appendage, my girl, my snuggle bunny, my napping buddy, my heart. But, because she is so skittish and feral, the only walks I truly get to enjoy are the ones where she's left at home. Yes, she cries and cries the whole time I'm gone. It's like she knows I went for a walk without her, but she just can't get herself to go, unless it's her exact route we take every day. 

I live in one of the most beautiful places and I would love to have a dog by my side, as I walk it. Believe me, I've tried to break Sandy of her fears. I've spent the extra time trying to coax her to go on walks in new places, but I finally gave up. It's just too stressful and time consuming and I'd rather just go alone. But, tonight as I did walk alone, I let myself feel the sadness over not having my Dingo by my side, as I did for 11 years. 

I"m hoping he's going on long walks with my mom and dad. 


Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Companion Sloth

Yesterday, I went swimming. Let me tell you, if you think you are in shape, you should test your theory by going swimming, because then you will realize that you are NOT in shape. It kicked my butt. This was my view when I got home. I was on my couch, being a sloth, along with my companion sloth. I wish I had my own pool, because I think I might be able to coax Sandy in and give her a great swimming work out and, then, maybe, just maybe, she would not be as finicky and maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't growl at everyone and everything. 


Monday, June 4, 2018

Roseville Moon


Meet Luna! She lives in Roseville. I was on a walk with my sister and nephews and I saw her from quite a distance away. Of course, I embarrassed myself by going up to her "daddy" and asking if I could meet her. He was very nice and accommodating. I mean, he knows how cute she is! 

Even though he only had her for about a week, Luna knew that he was her security. When I got down on the ground and started talking to her, she immediately went to him and wanted him to pick her up. So, he did and then I got to get up close and personal. Awww...a puppy. The lure. The fun. The sweetness. It was almost painful to walk away, but my nephews were getting restless because it was hot and they didn't really want to go on a walk in the first place. Boys...


"Breaking away with the beast of both worlds
A smile that you can't disguise
Every minute I keep finding
Clues that you leave behind
Save me from these reminders
As if I'd forget tonight
This time La Luna
I light my torch and wave it for the
New moon on Monday
And a fire dance through the night
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite
New moon on Monday
And a fire dance through the night
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite"

New Moon on Monday, Duran Duran

Someday I'll have to share how Simon LeBon from Duran Duran was my first true love. I used to take the lyrics (like the ones above) to my dad to have him read them, so he could tell me what they meant. I needed to know what Simon LeBon was trying to say...to me. 

P.S. He still holds a little piece of my heart. ❤❤

Sunday, April 15, 2018

The Dogs in Heaven Have a New Best Friend

One week ago today, we, unexpectedly lost our beloved dad and Papa. Because of the shock, I have not been in a place to share. Because of my heartbreak, I could not face his funeral, but yesterday, in his honor, Martin, Lucas, Dominic and I went to the Santa Cruz pier. We did what Papa would have done, eat a nice lunch, watch the sea lions and the sailboats and visited the lighthouse, while watching the surfers. It was peaceful and I felt close to my dad. He was buried next to my mom in Marion, Illinois.
"To my dad...You will forever and always be my dad. Not my step-dad. My dad. Thank you for being one of the best things that ever happened to me. Thank you for all the love and support and laughter. Thank you for instilling in me a love of a good conversation, a stellar work ethic, the joy of reading the newspaper, the comfort of a fire in the fireplace and, of course, the love of baseball.
All you ever wanted was to be in your home, cooking and fussing over your family and your dogs. You were such a night owl and, in that, you brought Jessica and I so much comfort, as we felt so safe when we went to bed at night, because we knew you will still up, either watching baseball, some old western movie or, on many occasions, David Letterman.
You were the best dad of girls, as you had so much respect for us, with only a little eye rolling when we obsessed over hair or when you arrived home from work to find one of my boyfriends break dancing in the driveway, dressed like a ninja. I will always remember your patience when I did things like bring you the lyrics from a Duran Duran album, so you could decipher the meaning of the words for me.
We have missed you so much these past 10 plus years, with us living so far away. But, I do want to say that it has brought me so much comfort knowing that this past 10 years, I feel you have lived your best life, with a beautiful home and a beautiful family and some crazy dogs, all while in the home town you loved so much.
Sharon and the girls gave you such a beautiful, stable life and I only wish you got to enjoy it longer.
No words can possibly describe how much we will miss you every single day for the rest of our lives. We love you more than the stars in the sky. The world is a much darker place without you in it. I’m not sure how or why this can possibly be fair, but I just hope that God has big plans for you. I hope right now you’re sitting around with your mom and dad, catching up, while being surrounded by all the dogs you’ve loved and lost.
During your service, Martin, Dominic, Lucas and I will be at the Santa Cruz Pier, in celebration of you. That is our little way to feel close to you in a place that you loved.
Rest easy, our beloved Papa.
The dogs in heaven have a new best friend.
Kimberly, Martin, Dominic and Lucas"











Daniel Randolph Jenkins
July 6, 1950 - April 8, 2018
The best dad a girl could ever have. 


Thursday, March 29, 2018

Snuggly Warm Night

My girl is snugglin' hard tonight. She's always near me, but not necessarily on me. Tonight, she is on me. We went for a walk and now are enjoying the house to ourselves, which is a very rare occurrence.  It's a warm night, almost like summer. 

I discovered this amazing channel on tv and it's tuned to classic 70's music and I'm currently overdosing on it. 

I live for the small things. 

"Thunder only happens when it's raining. 
Players only love you when they're playing." 
Dreams- Fleetwood Mac.

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Happy Thanksgiving!

Wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. We started our day out right! We took the dogs and went on a local trail this morning. It was SO BEAUTIFUL! I was absolutely happy on my favorite holiday. It was my first time at this trail and I am in love. It was also a first for Sandy, so we didn't know what to expect of our skittish girl. 
She was so excited and pulling me like crazy, so I had to stop and try to set some ground rules. Ha!

It was like she was saying, "WOW! What is this place?" Actually, that is what I was saying too!

As usual, Buddy, just goes along for the ride. 

It was early enough that there were not a lot of people. 

What? Naaaa. No way. 

For the most part, Sandy did great! She did try to jump at people on bikes and growled at other dogs passing by, but I kept her close and we worked on that. 

Of course there were a few hiccups, like when she encountered something she hadn't seen before... a bridge!

Then, she turned in to a mini-mountain lion and tried to bolt. 

But, I held tight and we had an amazing walk. Now she will sleep all day and I don't have to worry about walking her tonight. 

This is my favorite day of the year and it was my mom's absolute favorite holiday. I think of her very much on this day. Unlike last year, I'm not hosting, so I get to be a guest and relax. 





Today, I'm thankful for so many wonderful parts of my life. I'm was in heaven to have the pleasure of both of my sons, by my side, for most of the day and I enjoyed every single second. 


Thanksgiving 2017


Love where you live. 


Saturday, November 18, 2017

My Saturday Potato Bug...Roly Poly

I gauge how cold it is by how tight my Formosan Mountain ball of fur gets. She's my own little isopod, aka..potato bug or roly poly. When (or, I guess, if...) we go to Tahoe this winter, her head may disappear in to her body!

Happy Saturday!
except I still have a four-legged alarm that went off today at 4:22 am. 
It's ok, though. That's what naps are for. :)

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