Mid-Week Math

∫(Chocolate lab puppy)+⨊(recycling bin, warm day, left to his own devices)=

Much mirth and merriment.

Extra points: at least he left those wreaths alone. ☆☆☆

This-n-That Thursday

Randomness:

• I love being home alone.
• All of the nearby Starbucks are undergoing renovation.
• By home alone, that means without humans. Not dogs.
• Aren't hummingbirds amazing?
• Whoa, Vancouver? What is it about hockey??
• Did you know leukemia is still the number one killer of children?
• I hate cancer.
• I love my job.
• My Baby Bird has been gone for a day and I already miss her.
• However, I will have a nice, vicarious trip this summer.
• I wonder if Augie will step up his mommy time?
• I love Yerba Mate tea.
• Have you ever bought anything from that Sky Mall magazine?

Sad Friday

I miss my friend Cupid.

He flew away four days ago.

I have been helping my family search all over.

Maybe today he will come home.

We put fresh food in his cage this morning.

I hope it works.

We are all so sad.

So. Sad.

Heartbroken

I AM LOST!!! PLEASE HELP MY FAMILY FIND ME!

My name is Cupid and I am lost.

I am a Blue-headed Pionus Parrot—my body is green and my head is blue.

I was last seen by Schenck’s Island Park in Wilton, CT.

I might be acting shy or scared, but I may answer to “Pretty Bird”, “Hi Mommy”, “Hi Cupid”, or “Woof!”

Lost on May 17

If you have seen or found me, please contact my family to help me get back home!

Woebegone Wednesday

A mid-week haiku...

dora needs a bath

the dog bathers are at school

she is fine with that

Tuesday Text: Parentexting™

Storm texting--why do 19 year olds not get it?

A dog that needed to be emptied, and then exhausted so she'll sleep the rest of the day exercised:

And on the Fourth Day of Christmas, we venture out. Halleluja.

My New Friend at Work

Meet Guinness:

Guinness is a hedgehog. He sometimes comes to our office with his mommy.

Have you ever held a hedgehog?

The adorableness is overwhelming.

I can now take "kissing a hedgehog" off my Bucket List.

Happy Friday, and if you get a chance,

take the time to kiss a hedgehog.

It cures a lot of woes.

While Mommy's Away. A Give-Away!

Hi. Mom is gone to Italy.

And as soon as that door closed, I was like a rocket up the stairs.

Her office is a mess, but I know where she puts stuff.

This is my face where I pretend not to pay attention;

Where I am oh, so aloof:

But I don't miss a thing.

See:

An iPod Touch!

And I am giving it away...

Just leave your comments telling me about your pets.

Or whatever.

Just leave comments.

Tell your friends and family to enter, too.

I will have my sister The Bird choose a random winner.

On Monday.

And by then I will have found another present to give away.

This is going to be a fun week.

Love, Dora

♣♣♣Lucky♣♣♣

Big Hair Envy posted about this puppy on Wednesday.

My heart sank.

She was born with a misshaped paw.

And she was going to be put down.

Her hopeful little smile made me cry.

And cry.

Enter the Blogosphere, the Facebooksphere and the tweetiesphere:

Tomorrow, Lucky is going to her new Forever Home!

And Bubblewench and her husband Scott are my heroes.

Please go pay her a visit and thank them both.

I think I may even start a collection to help them.

This makes my day month.

I love my Blisters* and this community.

Now go out there and Pay it Forward.

And have a wonderful weekend.

*Blister= Blog Sister. It's a Blogfest thing

Playdate

Dora shows her puppy-friend Mac the art of sitting around.

She's an expert.

Dog Show

Westminster ain't the only show in town...

Check out this Westport pooch:

If I was the owner of that dog,

I'd sleep with my eyes open.

That outfit right there is downright humiliating.

Nothing like this:

Or this:

I Think I Found Something To Do!

Does anybody need a puppy or a kitten? I am a very good shopper!

Wheeeeeeee Wednesday

I am the Perfect Dog...

And that should be self explanatory.

Just look at me:

How cute am I?

Please visit my Facebook page.

Those bratty children

The Bird and Augie have gone to ski.

And my Mommy?

Is away until Saturday!!!

Dora T. Explorer will try to survive for 4 days!!

Play?

Maybe.

Mommy. ?

Please bring all food to me.

Thank you.

Love, Dora

I love everybody.

Really.

And your biscuits.

Psssssst

Hi. I'm Dora.

And I'm famous all over the Internets.

At my Aunt Daryl's blog. And my Aunt Kate's place.

See?

Famous.

Now if I could just get my humans to get rid of this stupid collar.

My life would be perfect.

Well, maybe a nice biscuit, too.

And a nap.

Yes, then my life would be perfect.

Requiem

Noelle--October 15, 2009

Our wonderful cat died in her sleep on Saturday night.

I was in Virginia with The Baby Bird.

And Squazz was home with our sweet, sick kitten (she was ten).

She waited for him to find her....

We did everything possible to save our sweet Noelle.

We adopted her at 5 months...

She was feral.

She had a heart murmur.

She was undernourished.

We loved her for ten years.

And she loved us.

We had every test and medicine there was.

And she died in her sleep...

After a day of loving her people and her dog...

Godspeed Noelle...you were so loved.

Another Saturday...

Another Bath Day...

Who's the Boss?

When our cat got sick in July,

giving her her medicine became my daily cardio event.

Now we can put it in her food.

It's a win-win.

Noelle gets her medicine...

And mama gets to keep her blood in her own body.

And another thing that has happened?

Noelle has taken her power back.

She's in charge again.

My sister in law, the Winetipper, came over yesterday.

And I served her a nice glass of Malbec...

Complete with one of Noelle's beautiful white hairs.

One of her medications is a diuretic...

that would be the cat's, not Winetipper's...

and the litterbox is our new battlefield.

The clumping litter has some sort of reaction with the meds.

And the result is cement-like rocks.

So yesterday, after a glass of our Malbec?

Winetipper and I set about putting a liner in the litterbox.

The genius behind that was that the whole shebang

could simply be lifted up and tossed.

No jackhammering of the dreaded litter rocks would ever be necessary again...

A happiness fell across the land.

And this morning?

Litterbox liner FAIL.

Noelle managed to shred her liner thoroughly.

No litter was soiled at all.

And under the liner?

Yup.

Oh, and the litter she managed to get all over the floor?

Yup.

Help me.

Waiting, Impatiently

With a nod to Daryl, who coined the phrase,

Dora is waiting, very impatiently, for her mommy to come home.

And take her for a walk.

Goodness knows we both need the exercise;)

Happy Saturday.

I Want...

...this puppy.

Does anyone know what this is?

Because I believe I am suffering some pre- empty nest tremors this morning.

That is a face that can fix anything.

I am sure of it.

If It's Saturday...

...somebody's gettin' a bath.

She needed it, too.