Animal Crackers and Raisinets

Hey, is that a cake? Can I have some? No, this is going to the church for their Mercy Meals.
What are you doing with those Animal Crackers and Raisinets? Making sure this is the last cake mommy makes that I don't get to eat!

Let’s see if church people mind cookie bears “pooping” on their cake.

I assure you, I wouldn’t mind!

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Out of curiosity, I asked Toby if his little pig were a boy or a girl. Once again I guessed wrong; the pig is a boy. I guess it was the pink that threw me.

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Toby’s Pig

I once had a pig with no nose. How'd he smell?
Terrible.

And there is your Bad Dad Joke of the day!

Happy Fathers’ Day to all the Papas out there.

What? I didn’t want him telling on me if I tooted.

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Dream Our World

What would two puppies do if left on their own in an art museum? Find out in Dream Our World! Inside the boys discover the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.

Dream Our World is available form my shop.

Asleep At His Post

Cairn terrier puppy lying in sun.

Yesterday was too hot for Toby, so I left him inside while I went out to work. When I was done, I found Toby asleep inside of the glass door. Usually dogs can hear you coming from far away, but Toby was lying on his side in such a deep slumber that he didn’t know I was there. I decided that I was going to watch him for a bit as his little paws twitched. Suddenly he rolled over onto his stomach and looked up at my face…then down at my feet…then up at my face…then down at my feet. This went on over and over and over. He didn’t stand, and his tail didn’t wag. He was still asleep! I was planning to move just to see how he would react with the glass between us, but before I could I saw his brain wake up and his eyes come alive. He smiled, and his tail started wagging. My boy was back.

I’m a little bit sorry I didn’t get a chance to see how he would react through the glass, but I’m glad I looked first before opening the door. 😆

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Dream Our World

Inside, Bitey and Toby visit the museum of their dreams and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.

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Sinister Owl

Uh huh! Uh uh! Eeee!! Noooooo! Help! Aaagh! Nope nope nope! Arf! Aiiii! Arf! Yipe! Yipe!

Geordie was always hyper aware of birds of prey. He could spot a hawk in a tree from a quarter mile away. Toby never seemed to pay much attention to them until my folks brought this owl decoy for the garden. When he saw it he let out such a blood curdling scream that you would have thought he was being murdered. If the little guy weren’t so afraid, it would have been funny.

I am curious if the owl will discourage Toby from trying to steal beans from the garden. So far the bunnies and the beetles don’t care. (Stupid bunnies.)

Mommy’s Tick

Help, I have a tick! It's the worst pain in the entire world! She's doomed!
Don't worry. I'll save you!
That's not what happened. Who is the world going to believe? You or me?

Well, it was my turn to get a tick this week. I foolishly laid down in the grass to stretch my back, and one of those blood-thirsty little suckers got me. Toby said he was glad I finally knew what it felt like to be snacked on by a bug and that I should have much more sympathy for him and that I should give him more Milk Bones to make up for all the suffering he has gone through and the Milk Bone compensation is retroactive to Geordie’s lifetime and it extends to other animals that have ticks too. In other words, many more Milk Bones.

Many, many more Milk Bone

Dig in the Garden

Mom! Mom! Can we go dig in the garden? I'm sorry guys, but I've already started planting. You won't be able to dig out there for a while.
Oh whoa is us! We are the saddest puppies in the whole world! That's not how you spell "woe". Be quiet. We're upset. We never get to have any fun. At all. Ever!
Hey wait, what are you two doing with my shoes? Don't worry about it.

She’s a fool if she thinks she is going to keep me from my dirt!

This is the latest I’ve ever been putting in the garden, but Toby doesn’t appreciate the extra digging time he had. All he sees is that fence between where he is and where he wants to be. Poor evil beastie. He is in for several weeks of disappointment…well, till the beans come in.

Terrier looking up at basket of green beans.

What can I say? I am a sucker for green beans.

It’s Finally Here

Thank you to everyone who gave me suggestions about my prescription!

I did some calling around and found that the pharmacy I had randomly chosen was charging 7x what a neighboring pharmacy was and that is why my claim kept being denied. I called my doctor and asked if she would call the prescription in to the other pharmacy, and she said yes. Within half an hour I got a call back saying that my medication was waiting at the new place and would only cost me $3.00 for a two month supply. Suddenly treatment is no longer “medically unnecessary”. Yay.

The elusive box of medicine.

Maybe now I will be able to get back to a normal life where I don’t have to be afraid of lights or air conditioning. 👍

Thank you again, everyone!

Now that that’s settled, can we go back to talking about me?

Not a Cat, Not a Brain…

Not a cat, not a brain, nothing.

Not a cat. Not a brain. Nothing.

I got all of my test results back and found out that I have…absolutely nothing. This is the way it’s been for the past 30+ years. Nothing shows up in blood work or X rays, so technically I am healthy.

My veins object to people trying to take what is theirs.

The reason I went to a doctor was to get a prescription for eye drops so that hopefully I could go back to doing computer work and painting. The insurance company, however, determined that the eye drops are “medically unnecessary”, so here I sit with no computer or paints, trying to figure out a future with limited eye usage.

Did you know there is such a thing as ocular rosacea? I didn’t.

A friend sent me a few articles on supplements that seem to help people like me who are having odd, random symptoms. Perhaps one or a combination of them might get me to a point where I can at least draw some Bitey Dogs again.

Toby seems to have an opinion on all that is going on, but he only knows how to express himself as a growling, tantrum-throwing fiend. He has attacked me three times in the past two weeks. They say God sends you the family you are supposed to have. I must have really ticked Him off at some point.

What are you looking at? Grrrr….

On an unrelated note, if you haven’t seen the movie The Miracle at Cokeville, it is a particularly uplifting story given recent events.