Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts

Sunday, 20 November 2022

Titles are Overrated

Hello, dear creatures! I hope you are well and living your best life wherever and however that may be. Apparently, it's been a whole year or so since I posted here! Where does the time go?! Honestly, I've just been lazy lazy lazy busy busy busy and haven't bothered with this blogging thingymajig....

Monday, 30 August 2021

Sharing Snaps

Greetings, earthlings! Sharing is caring, so I'm here to share my snaps for Life This Week. Fair warning: most of them are my most excellent canine companion, the illustrious Uncanny Channy, aka Chandler. Sorry, not sorry! The way I see it, things are so grim right now why wouldn't you want...

Friday, 21 October 2016

21 Random Facts About Me

1. My parents named me Vanessa after seeing Vanessa Redgrave in the movie Camelot. Almost everyone calls me Ness, except my parents and Mick who stuck with the Vanessa thing.  2. My hair used to be straight but now it's curly because I had chemo. Sigh.  3. My favourite drink is tea. 4....

Tuesday, 20 September 2016

Life As A Dog

Every morning I stumble out of bed dazed and disoriented. I trudge out to the living room and peer outside. And there is she is: Queen Cookie, our beloved dog. Resplendent in the sun. She perches on her cushion on the back verandah in bliss. We adopted her from an animal shelter a couple of years...

Thursday, 12 March 2015

Someone Else For A Day

If you could be someone else for a day, who would that be? This is the question I am pondering for today. There are so many choices. I could be an animal. But which one would I be? A dog? A cat? Or a bird, so I could merrily poop on people? I'd only poop on people I like - it's supposed to be good luck after all! I could be Mickey Blue Eyes just to see what it's like being married to me. Shudders....

Thursday, 19 February 2015

He Called Her Cookie

For such a long time he had wanted a dog. Not a cat. Not a rabbit. Certainly not a guinea pig. It had to be a dog. And not just any dog. "I want a golden retriever!" Mr 10 begged with imploring eyes. A majestic golden retriever, with a glossy coat, melting, mischievous brown eyes and boundless energy. They could play and lollop and frolic and have so much fun! Mr 10's eyes shone with such...

Wednesday, 31 October 2012

Heavens To Betsy Part Two

Yes, I murdered  my beautiful Betsy.  I'm not evil!  But I feel like I am. One night there was a ferocious electrical storm.  Knowing how timid Betsy was, I should have realised she'd be absolutely beside her beagle self with terror.  I really should have let her inside...