My friend Katybeth nudged me some time ago that Halloween was on its way and I should get Dallas all gussied up and ready to join in the spirit of the occasion.
So here is our semblance of a Halloween card:
Go ahead and laugh (Domer did, when he saw it).
‘It looks like you’ve Photoshopped my dog onto a beach.’
Well, yes. Yes, it does.
Worse, it looks like poor Dallas has no backside!
(Probably sank in all that sand.)
Once you’ve had your laugh, hop on over to Katybeth’s blog and see how the pros do it. I can’t figure it out and spent way more time than is seemly just trying!
Maybe if we leave you with some surfing music you won’t hate us too much — Happy Halloween, everyone!
P.S. I’m not doing NaNoWriMo (the write-your-novel-in-a-month challenge), but I *do* have to crank it up a notch on book two of my series, and this is as good a time as any. Before the holiday festivities, you know. So I won’t be around much for the next couple of weeks. Enjoy your Fall, and we’ll chat soon!
There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast. ~Author unknown (applies to dogs, too!)
Rain morphs to downpour
Lightning flashes; thunder cracks
Get up now, Mama!
Happy Happy Birthday to the cutest little senior dog in the world!!
Mama said I had to wait until The Kid (AKA Domer) came home before we could hold my annual Easter Egg Hunt.
That was probably a good idea since Easter Sunday wasn’t the prettiest of days, as I recall.
What else is new? Well, we’ve had days on end of rain, making it a challenge to be a long-haired dog needing to use the outdoor facilities!
And the streets in our neighborhood have been under water, so all the peoples are staying put indoors. Including Mama, who’s supposed to be working on that novel-thing.
To speak gratitude is courteous and pleasant, to enact gratitude is generous and noble, but to live gratitude is to touch Heaven. ~Johannes A. Gaertner
Kid home to visit.
Mama can’t keep up with blogging.
Forgive her, won’t you?
Note: Happy Thanksgiving to one and all! I’ll be away from Blogland for a few days while I celebrate. Catch up with you all soon.
You’ve missed me, haven’t you?? Mama’s busy now that The Kid’s home, so once again, I’m commandeering her blog.
Because today is special. Can you guess why??
Just wanted y’all to know Mama’s not the only snake-killer in this house. See for yourselves:
Got him, Mama!!
P.S. Mama wanted you all to know that snakes really can get in your car, like when it’s parked in the garage overnight. She confirmed it with her car dealership. Now who wants to see something like that pop out as one is zipping down the highway??!
I’m mad at my Mama.
For months she’s been promising me a l-o-n-g ride in the car.
‘We’ll put you in your crate,’ she said. ‘And go on vacation. All the way to Mississippi. You remember.’
Yes, I do. But nothing has happened.