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She’s Beauty and She’s Grace

Remembering last year’s Fall…Woman with injured legs struggles to walk.

Kind of reminds me of when the coyote got the boomerang glued to his butt. As graceful as a sea cow on land!

In the year since the fall I have regained the ability to walk, but there is no grace to my gait.  I move like a broken wind-up toy.

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Aw, I would never make fun of your walk.

Cairn terrier stands over slain toy

 Yes I would!

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My boys are still at large at the museum, unsupervised.  If you would like to see what they have been up to while everyone is gone, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.  Inside, the pups visit the Museum of the Imagination and view the world of art from a canine perspective.

Cover of the book Dream Our World

Dream Our World is available from Amazon.

 

 

 

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Catch Up On My Reading

Still remembering The Fall…

While I am injured, maybe I can catch up on my reading.

Mom, he keeps stealing my toys! This little twerp is hogging all the sunshine!

Come here so I can beat you up! Yeah, well I'm gonna go pee on your bed!

I'm hungry! When's dinner? I gotta go potty! Then again, maybe I won't.....

Go away. I'm sleeping.

How dare you portray me as anything but the angel I am!

Chewed up cover of the book Wild Land.

(Quit showing stuff like that!)

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If you would like a book for your puppy to interrupt, order a copy of Dream Our World!

Cover of the book Dream Our World

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

Actually, I have thought of this often lately.  Several copies of Dream Our World were being sold at a local museum when the world came to an end.  Bitey and Toby really have been locked – unsupervised – in a museum for months.  It makes me wonder what kind of adventures they have been having without my knowledge.  Hmm, maybe someone should write a book…

Dream Our World is available from Amazon.

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Tubs

 

 

Still remembering the fall…I am so down. Without being able to walk, I can't sleep; my appetite is off; I can't even draw.

Why don't you take a nice relaxing bath? That will make you feel better.

My legs won't bend enough so I can't even do that! I need one of those old lady tubs with the door in the side.

Whaaaaa!!!! So, do you think she will start hawking Vitameatavegamin next or stuffing her blouse with chocolates? I am hoping for the chocolates, myself.

(It was the chocolates.)

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Remembering the Muumuu

I’m feeling nostalgic, so I am going to remember last year…

Whoa, what's with the get up? My knees are so swollen that my pants won't fit.

Plus i am so slow getting to the bathrom that I don't have time to unfasted my pants. And somewhere the Kanaka Maoli are missing a princess...

Photo of swollen and bruised legs.

There was surprisingly little discoloration

for the  amount of swelling.

Pair of boots sitting on grass.

And yellow is the reason why.

I mean, these are the culprit homicidal boots.

(They look so innocent, don’t they?)

As an act of kindness and self-sacrifice – because you know that’s how my boy is – Toby decided to help me with tilling this year.  He says he wants to save me wear and tear on my boots.  (You can’t tell from the photos, but some of those holes are big enough to hide a 20+ pound terrier.)

Pea plant sprouting

Toby was disappointed when he found out we are growing “peas”.

Cairn terrier peeing.

That’s not the “P” word I was hoping for.

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Cover of the book Dream Our World

If you know a bookstore or shop where Dream Our World might fit, please let me know!  I would love to introduce Bitey and The Usurper to even more humans.

In Dream Our World, Bitey and Toby visit the Museum of the Imagination and view the world of art from a canine perspective.  And how is that?  – With themselves front and center, of course!

Dream Our World is available from Amazon.

 

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Last Spring – The Fall

Little oak tree, you can't live here. Let me take you to the woods and transplant you,

Holy crap! My right boot lace got caught on my left boot hook. My feet are tied together!

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Splat!

I didn't know humans could fly. Is it legal to say those words in this state?

Ew, this is so disgusting! I am soaked clear through to my underwear.

Ow! I''m not going to be able to walk for weeks! You know what this means, don't you? No supervision!

I'll go get us something from the fridge. I'll go get the toilet brush!

It has been a year now since The Fall.  At the time I expected to be better in a few weeks, but it was months before I could even take the dogs for a hobble.  My left knee never did recover, and still can’t fully bend it.

Toby takes advantage of my not being able to properly kick his butt.  This morning – at that magical Dogging Hour of 3:00 a.m. – he decided to destroy a few things around the house.

Toby grabs and chews a package

Heh, Mom’s not looking.  I’m going to steal her package.

Nah, I'm not interested

Oops.  Caught.  I’ll pretend that I am not interested.

Toby glances up at the package he was chewing

I just can’t help myself…

Ooh, I can't help myself. I really want it!

I really AM interested!

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Would you like even more adventures with my terrible twosome?  Then order a copy of Dream Our World!

Cover of the book Dream Our World

Inside, my boys visit the Museum of the Imagination and view the world of art  from a canine perspective.

Dream Our World is available from Amazon.

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The Owie

Pair of boots sitting on grass.

These were my boots when they were young and innocent…before they became attempted murderers.

 

Photo of swollen and bruised legs.

 

 

Fat, swollen, bruised legs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is hard to tell from these photos just how swollen and colorful my legs were from the fall.  After more than a week of healing, my left knee is only slightly smaller than it was in the photo.  (Yuck.  Old lady legs.)

Two Cairn terriers asleep on the floor.

I cannot tell you how bored we are with your knees.  Walk us already!

If my boys do care about me being hurt, they are hiding it deep, deep down inside themselves.  Geordie is normally the slowest, pokiest dog in town on our walks, but now he wants to fly.  He is lucky I can’t balance on one leg or I would boot him in the behind.

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To see what my boys do when I am not around, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.

Cover of the book Dream Our World

Dream Our World tells the story of two little puppies who go to the museum of their dreams.

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Here is another behind the scenes story from Dream Our World:

The picture called “Dr. T. J. Eckleberg” is a reference to The Great Gatsby. We all remember from freshman English the billboard with the spectacles that represent the eyes of God looking down at the characters? Well, Dr. T. J. Eckleberg is “Mommy” looking down at the naughty pups who are so totally ignoring her that they’ve turned our backs and are playing with stuff they bought from the gift shop.

 

 

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The Airborne Oak

Little oak tree, you can't live here. Let me take you to the woods and transplant you,

Holy crap! My right boot lace got caught on my left boot hook. My feet are tied together!

Splat!

I didn't know humans could fly. Is it legal to say those words in this state?

Ew, this is so disgusting! I am soaked clear through to my underwear.

Ow! I'm not going to be able to walk for weeks! You know what this means, don't you? No supervision!

I'll go get us something from the fridge. I'll get the toilet brush!

Yes, this was my week.  For some reason, bad things are easier to deal with in Bitey World, so I put it here.

I told my neighbor that it really says something about my place in the community that I can lie face down in a puddle of mud in the middle of the street, and people just drive by.  Am I like the town drunk where this type of behavior is expected?

I was fortunate that this accident happened only a short distance from where I live.  After landing on first my knees, then my face I was still able to hobble home.   I was planning to plant the tiny oak in a clearing next to the sideways tree, but he didn’t withstand the trauma of flying.  So sorry little one; I tried.

The puppies have been totally disgusted that we have had beautiful weather all week, and they haven’t been outside to enjoy any of it.  Their frustrations finally boiled over today.  Geordie poked me repeatedly with his nose while Toby beat me with his toy moon.  Thanks for the sympathy guys.

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Cover of the book Dream Our World

For a pleasant distraction, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.  Inside, Bitey and Toby spend a day at the museum of their dreams.

The book has a number of inside jokes (to me, anyway).  One is that the “Additional Artists” are all really me.  If you note their names, they are the letters of my name rearranged.  If you like my work and would like to commission your own piece of artwork, please visit my store for more examples.

 

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