Category Archives: Smiles

Monday Musings ~ July 2, 2018

July already? Yikes…hard to fathom the year is half over. Where the heck did those first six months go?

After a mild weekend temperate wise, we’re back into sweltering status along with most people on the East Coast. My advice…take naps, lots of naps. I’ll be there as soon as I drink my coffee. Stay hydrated and enjoy your week.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Wordy Wednesday ~ June 20, 2018

It’s Wednesday again, so best to pour yourself a cup. You still have a couple of days till Friday. Till then, it’s ok to make room for the official start of summer.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ June 18, 2018

Hope you had a ‘wagnificent’ weekend. Best wishes for a week that doesn’t have too high of a hill to climb.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ June 11, 2018

Do you have one of these noisemakers? Sam clunks his tag against the bed, while Elsa turns me into a human dog pile. Time to get up, mom! Happy Monday.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Fab Friday ~ June 8, 2018

It’s Friday and like the song, summertime and the living is easy. After a very busy and full week, it’s time to sit back on the deck, take a deep breath and relax. Here’s to a terrific weekend full of the best summer has to order. Stay safe, stay cool and don’t forget the sunscreen. Oh, and pass the guacamole and chips, would ya?

Live, love, bark! 🐾

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Here’s to passing Go.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Now Where’s that Dog?

If you follow us on Instagram (wait, what…you don’t…well click on the Instagram link on the right and check us out), you probably saw a camouflage photo of me on the new carpet with a feeble attempt at humor from mom. Sam here. For those of a certain age, we use to read Highlights Magazine and go to the page where you had to find certain objects in the picture.  Well I can tell you if I wasn’t wearing a bright new bandana, I’m sure mom would end up vacuuming me up. Now I understand why my sister, Elsa the Ninja complains she has it rough being a black dog on a black dog bed, but I didn’t appreciate what she was talking about. I mean, I’ve got hospital duty next week mom, so don’t vacuum me up, okay? I think I heard her reply something about ‘turn-about is fair play, dude’ but I could be mistaken. Should I worry?

Day 3 and mom can’t find me but for the bandana and nose.

Is this like Where’s Waldo?

Live, love, bark❣