I miss my two-legged sister and brother. We had so much fun when I was a pup. Their arms were virtual windmills as they threw my ball across the backyard for me to retrieve. I particularly liked holidays when they would sneak me morsels of traditional food like turkey & green beans; corned beef &…
A few years ago, my son gave me a sourdough starter. It resided in my refrigerator on a lower shelf, toward the back. I lovingly patted it occasionally when I searched for the fermented pickles, but the poor dear was nearly forgotten. She didn’t even have a name. Then one month I mustered up enough…
I love my walks. When we get up in the morning, I stare at Mom and follow her around the house because I know we are going for a walk soon. Sometimes I have to wait a long time. She says she’s waiting for the sun to come up. I don’t care if the sun…
Sometimes getting new stuff takes time getting used to. Take, for example, the red booties Mom bought me a few years ago. They were tight on my ankles, and my paws couldn’t relay sensory information to my brain about the condition of the floor and pavement. The first time I wore them, I performed a…
I have a bone to pick with Mom and Dad. Now that the new year is here (and I know it’s a new year because my ears are sensitive to the pops and horns) I think it’s time to indulge me, the Top Dog, with some new and exciting stuff. Take for example my food….
Let me introduce you to Dr. Danna Zeiger, Ph.D., one of my on-line critique partners. I admire Danna for so many reasons. She’s a neurodivergent scientist, author, excellent writer, and homeschool mama. I’ve learned so much from Danna, not only by reading her manuscripts, but also as she critiques my work. Barb: Tell us a…
I like routine. When we first get up in the mornings, Mom puts on her walking shoes, grabs three plastic bags, pokes her watch, loops on my leash, and off we go into the big wide world. It’s the same thing every morning. When we get back, Dad feeds me breakfast. Sometimes when Mom leaves…
I can smell it now – turkey, dressing, gravy – it’s coming. I know it is. My nose knows about the delicious Thanksgiving dinner Mom will soon be fixing. That’s when the family comes over to share the love of being together, laughing at goofy jokes, and feasting on yummy food. When it’s time to…
When I was searching for an online critique group in 2020 through 12 x 12, a picture book writing challenge, Christina Shawn responded that she was interested. Boy, did I ever luck out! Christina has been a very supportive, helpful, and talented critique partner. Even though she lives 2,000 miles away, I consider her a…
My adult children (I use the term “adult” loosely) and I, along with a family friend, Mary Anne, went on a Viking cruise through the Norwegian Fjords. We had a fun-filled vacation that included gorgeous scenery, scrumptious food, family bonding, and . . . pranks. We began our journey in Amsterdam, and we visited four…
