Tag Archives: Cookies

And The Humane Society? All Hands on Deck for Puppy Mills and Dogfighting While I Starve

She elects the more long-winded car wash this morning and I courteously arrange myself in the cookies readiness postion.               She’s all over the Windex wipes, detailing the air vents on the dash.  I know … Continue reading

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And Yet

My requirements are few and simple. Daily walkies.  Operative words: daily and walkies. A second walkies.  Daily. Beverages always available. Meals on time. We don’t shortchange me on bedtime cookies. My eggs done but not tough. No broccoli, asparagus, Brussels sprouts … Continue reading

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Irene Watch

T-minus one week. However I may have succumbed to starvation by then.  She is a beehive of activity, cleaning, organizing, making reservations and provisioning, provisioning, provisioning, but for the minor omissions of a) providing *me* with a sufficiency of cookies at … Continue reading

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Before Kate Succumbs to Anorexia, This One Favor?

Excellent BBQ with the geniuses yesterday.  Ferocious heat got me a ticket indoors where, out of sightlines of palatability police and in air-conditioned comfort, I scored a cheesburger and half my weight in steak.      Her partying stamina lags far … 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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T-Minus Seven Years and Counting

Dinner late yesterday.  Not ten minutes late.  Really late.  It gets better.  As post-dinner “treat” I get this kind of pasty concrete.  Wait, oh, I see, it’s supposed to be peanut butter.  Like the rainy season in California is winter.  Yes, I scored Flavor Blasted … Continue reading

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