Whu. . . ? No, [yawn] I’m not napping, says Euka. Hey, while you’re up, the water bowl needs filling. Jager, in his valiant quest for a sip of water sans the retriever backwash, has repeatedly requested his own… Read More ›
Dogs of Sword House
That ain’t chocolate
I will call him . . . the Mighty Mini Micron. And finally his name is no longer ironic. Being a somewhat new empty nester, I find myself in that awkward limbo of having no kids in the house. With… Read More ›
Euka O’doggie
May the road rise to meet ya and your bowl be full o’kibble, says Euka. Sam’s coming over today, says My Favorite Kid on his obligatory weekend phone call to his mama, And I’m making shepherd’s pie and boxty for her tonight. … Read More ›
Wordless Wednesday: Canine Funkitude
Is somebody frying bologna? asks Bodine the Cat. Oh Bodine! Nobody move!, I say. I’m getting the camera. Which is only three steps away on the kitchen counter. I click off the lens cap, turn to focus and snap this…. Read More ›
Wordless Wednesday: I don’t always . . .
Stay vengeful my friends, says Bodine. I’ve been seeing a handful of Internet memes lately with The Most Interesting Man in the World. “I don’t always [something],” says TMIMITW, “but when I do I [something snort-worthy or rather naughty].” So we made… Read More ›
Four-on-the-Floor
I don’t get it. Can you ‘splain it to me again, asks Euka. Why is that stuffed toy Ed is holding in his mouth not a stuffed toy? Because that’s his beard, I tell her. Euka tilts her head as if shifting… Read More ›