Tag Archives: Cesar Chavez

Trauma

After a period of brief (but triumphant) return to my primary walkies area, I am abandonned for a near eternity.  She is now back and a semblance of routine has returned.  However I am in need of a spa day.  And a … Continue reading

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Smorgasbord

Eeeeeee!!!  Stumbled onto a rat on recon this morning!  Wiley and quick but I could have had him.  Small mammal tally at Emeryville Marina is now: Cesar Chavez (countless) Rock Cats (tens of thousands) Rat (one)   Fantastic.  I am not … Continue reading

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I Could Conceivably Launch Anti-Cat Drones From Here

Excellent day, on balance.  Miniscule shoots have appeared in both my pots.  Fresh salad is days away. BLANK   Dr. Anne came to check my various systems and this went well until she attempted to jam an acupuncture needle the … Continue reading

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Nice – I Burst a Blood Vessel from Leash Frustration and do it with Slipper Feet

My spa is delayed.  This is a minor infraction and would have been compensated for by extreme walkies all weekend but for the fact that I was repeatedly leash-impeded from benediction in the form of a tiny, naive, slow-moving infant Chavez and multiple … Continue reading

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The Ledger

Excellent weekend.  Excellent bath made moreso without the add-on of nails.  (Pants were getting a bit “natural.”)  Scones.  Walkies.  Nearly had him a couple of times.  And – heart be still – Petco.  Not Berkeleygaiaorganico, which would never dream of … Continue reading

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In Force

It’s always a good sign when she runs, as it means we hit the park a tad later, which increases the probability they will be out in force.  This morning, a trifecta: she runs, and I am let out for salad (I … Continue reading

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Somebody Send a Clue

I disembark in the walkies area.  He is not twenty feet away, blithely rolling acorns around or whatever the hell they do.  I point this out with appropriate urgency.  She continues mucking about with bionic leg.  It is endless.  I … Continue reading

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