Wow, it got cold suddenly. You know it’s cold when the temperature climbs up 20 to 25 degrees from when I got up this morning, and it’s still only 12 degrees Fahrenheit.
Tag: dogs
Fire at our favorite hotel
Kelly and I don’t stay in hotels very often, but there is one hotel that we try to stay at once a year. It’s the closest we get to a regular vacation. Every May during the big antique show in Brimfield, we try to go for a long weekend and we stay at the Publick House in Sturbridge. We truly love the place. We bring our dogs with us, and they have a good time too.
So obviously we were quite alarmed when our friend Carron told us that she saw on the TV news that there was a fire at the Publick House.
2015: A Year In Review
Before we get to the year that was or the year that will be, here’s your annual Christmas card. Brought to you by the little dogs that keep us happy, on our toes, and forever finding rawhide chews in the strangest places.
Dear, Death;
Please go on a vacation.
When memes jump the shark, or, artistic integrity at the pet store
I’m not sure where in the mists of Internet history the Jesus riding the dinosaur to church thing first happened. To me it’s felt like it’s been around as long as the Westboro Baptist Haters or the crazy doomsday prophets on the street corners. That is, always.
Today, however, I think the meme jumped the shark… as it were. Today, it showed up in Petsmart.
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Apparently, Dash does not like the Grateful Dead
Or, perhaps, it’s more accurate to say that he’s not a fan of tie dye. He is, however, a fan of play. And of stuffed toys. And of absolutely killing stuffed toys while playing. And, unlike Rerun, he doesn’t eat the stuffing. WIN.
Which bring us to tie dye, dancing bears, and the Grateful Dead.
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Please welcome the newest member of our family –
Today we brought home the newest member of our family, Dash. Dash is a 6-year-old black and tan tweenie male long hair dachshund. We thought initially that the previous owners had named him Dash because so many people mispronounce dachshund as “dash-hound.” Apparently that’s not the case, this little guy is fast.
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A Eulogy for the woman who was and the girl who never got to be
Yesterday was my sister’s memorial service. She was 31. I’m not going to go into great detail, I already wrote about my reaction the day she died and when her dog, my first niece, passed. Here it is, my sister’s life, summed up in written form the best way I know how.
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Jasmine Hopkins – my first niece
For those of you playing along at home, it’s been a really weird month here at Casa Dachshund. The really good, new jobs that are awesome, has nearly been outweighed by the terrible, death and destruction.
Today there was more death. My first niece died. Jasmine, my sister’s Pomeranian, left us.
2015 has been kicking my ass
Regular readers will recall that a little while back I said we’d be away for a while due to the death of a friend. Truth be told, his loss was, at the time, the latest in a long string of Very Hard Things 2015 had handed us.
It seems, however, that June might bright A New Hope. (Sorry) But, before we get to the good stuff, let’s go over where we’ve been, shall we?
