E.B. has, for the most part, proved himself over these last months to be a faithful companion. He still has accidents inside the house, still goes over to the neighbor’s house to play. He wasn’t so bad during the week I was gone on vacation either. But what he loves the most is traveling with [...]
The Bocce ball tournament I mentioned in my last post will continue this afternoon once the rain stops. Currently I’m readying for the drive home alone tomorrow to Ringgold and then back to Rome. Packing up for the return from vacation is not as fun as packing to go to vacation. Le Sigh. Despite the [...]
A few months ago my landlord had me call Floyd County Animal Control to get a trap for a possum that had been haunting her backyard for sometime. I called up the director, who I’ve talked to on the phone a number of times before, and sure enough he had someone drop a trap outside [...]
When i was much younger, my dad was a James Bond fanatic. I’d say that he still is, enjoying the weeks of the year when a station decides its time for a Bond-themed marathon chocked full of action-packed suspense and the daring sexuality of our 60s-era hero born from the stories of Ian Fleming’s imagination. [...]
I’d like to think that the toddler-like Lucy probably would love Halloween if she were human, but for the moment I’m sure she’s wondering what the heck this thing is that’s tied around her neck, and how long it’ll be before I give her another treat for sitting like a good puppy instead. In fact, [...]
I like to think that if Millie could talk, this photo would be one where she would say “oh my God! Can you believe what they’re making me wear now? Get this thing off of me, now!” She’s such a teenager it’s not even funny.
I did my best to try and take a picture with both dogs sitting patiently with their Halloween scarves on for my mom yesterday, but even keeping treats in my hand couldn’t make Lucy obey as Millie looked on from the porch, sitting next to my mother like a disgruntled teenager thinking to herself “God, [...]
Last night, my mother gave me specific instructions on what she wanted me to do at the St. Elmo house this afternoon while I did my four trash bags full of laundry. This amount of laundry is typical for me, since I only tend to wash everything around once every two weeks to a month, [...]
Don’t they look so pitiful, lying there on the couch this morning as I watch the Today Show? I’d like to think that they, like me, take a few minutes to wake up on a Monday morning. I also like to believe that they, also like me, have a vitriolic hatred of Merideth Viera.
My mother called me yesterday afternoon while I was at work, and while she was on her break at her job at the library, to tell me about the dogs latest shenanigans. “Kevin,” she said. “You won’t believe what Millie did.” “What now?”