I just went into the inner workings of my blog to clean up some stuff on the sidebar and saw I had 39 unapproved comments…mostly from Karen, smalltownmom, and bounty..sorry guys!!! I’ve approved them and will enjoy reading and replying…also nice to know that folks are reading. I appreciate that more than you’ll know.
And last night I did have leftovers from dinner, so yummy chicken parmigiana for lunch it is! Also, a delicious avocado/tomato/red onion salsa.

Also, we finally got some snow yesterday that stuck (for a short time, it’s mostly gone now, replaced by ice, so Dave told me this morning). Here’s Max, showing off a lovely dusting of the white stuff:

What’s up for the weekend?

A picture that makes you laugh

Well, this picture USED to make me smile, but now all I can picture is those teeth ripping part of Max’s ear off! Ooooh, I was so mad at Wolf this past Saturday!!!

Max with his beautiful ears

Max with the tip bitten off

Max is feeling much better now and his ear is healing, and apparently is a bitch itchy, since he’s taken to rubbing it on a rough towel. An old friend Julie suggested I change Max’s name to “Notch” or “Tippy”, and Wolf’s to “Tyson”

Blueberries…or doggie crack? You decide!

Just another Manic Monday!

Were you considered popular in high school? Why or why not? I don’t know…considered by whom? I had good friends, both male and female.

How old are you in your dreams? You know…I’m kind of ageless in my dreams…neither old nor young, just…me.

Did you ever run away from home? Why or why not? Yup, when I was 14 or so…my mother, to her dying day, wanted to know where I stayed and she was never told…better that way, cause it wasn’t a good scene.

Today I spent the day with my amazing cousin, Maribeth, her hubby, their dogs and new puppies…and my not so amazing shiba inu.

I took Wolf with me, since he’s been acting weird since being kenneled last weekend. I left him in the car in the cool garage while the 3 humans ate lunch…a very delicious eggplant parmesan with a glass of wine…yum! Afterward, Maribeth and I decided to go to the craft fair downtown, and we brought Wolf with us. She bought some hot pepper jelly and I bought dog treats. Everyone and their mother commented on Wolf…”Oh, he’s so cute!”, “Can I pet him?”, “What kind of dog is that?”, just the typical things folks say when I bring Wolf out in public. He handled it well, in that he ignored most of the people and pretended, I think, he was king of all he surveyed. Oh wait…yeah, he doesn’t have to pretend that.

On the way back to Maribeth’s, Wolf started acting weird…wouldn’t drink, wouldn’t eat, tore up the magazines Megan gave me last night and made a nest in the car…think I’m joking, right? I wish…he also shed hair over every possible surface in the car. Then I had to fight him to get him back in the crate. I offered him lobster…no I don’t want it, he emphatically made it known.

So after a lovely lobster, baked potato and corn on the cob dinner, I had to leave and take my pain in the ass lovely shiba inu home.

The second I pulled into the driveway, got out of the car and opened his crate, he decided it was time to eat one of the crack biscuits I left for him in the car and then immediately wanted to be fed as soon as we got in the door. Then he did the Shiba 500 around the house, played with a couple toys and is snoring peacefully on the couch.

No shiba shots…but here is a dackel puppy shot:

mmmm, you’re delicious, nom nom nom!

Shibas are weird…

Just another Manic Monday…

Describe to me your favorite lounging clothes. The beautiful paisley silk lounging pajamas, the autumn-colored ones with the matching silk mules. NOT! When it’s warm: an old t-shirt & shorts; when it’s cold: flannel jammies.

If you promised to never lie again in your lifetime, in what area would it be hardest to uphold the promise? *snort* ALL of them! Go ahead, Megan, you know you want to!

Give a one word answer to the question “why is life worth living”. Well, macaroni & cheese, of course! Oh no, wait, it’s the Starbucks lowfat turkey bacon english muffin and tall caffe latte. Or no, wait, it’s bleu cheese & honey on sourdough. Hmmm…perhaps the CORRECT answer would be “food”.

Yesterday was my Grandmother’s 18th birthday…99 years ago:

It was also Max’s 12th birthday, and he got to sleep in the bed with me last night, it was the best present he could get!

How was your weekend?