Life and poodles in Mexico. An expat's journey to living without the local language and with three horses of dogs. .
It has been a while since you have heard from me (Momma Mim,) and Shasta, and Sherlock. That is because it is hard to find time to peck at a keyboard when deciding where, when, and how, to start a great adventure. The first question I usually get when I tell people my adventure is... Continue Reading →
Sherlock writing today. I love nature. That might surprise many of you who think standard poodles are prissy and don't like to get out and get dirty. Well let me tell you: we were bred to hunt and hunt I do. The problem arises though when I bring my treasures I found outside inside. Momma... Continue Reading →
Momma Mim blogging today. Let me start by saying I understand. Shasta and Sherlock are without something because of me. But I say what they are missing is a want - not a need. I feel they can live full healthy lives without owning a cat. (See http://atomic-temporary-72928727.wpcomstaging.com/2015/02/11/it-wasnt-my-fault-it-was-going-to-be-a-tabby-coon/ for their side of the story.) My beloved... Continue Reading →
Shasta writing today. I’m a big girl. Big boned. Big hearted. And full of big ideas. But I have a big fear: monsters under the bed. Momma Mim keeps saying there aren’t any there, but you be the judge. It all started when I kept feeling like something was starting at me. MM said I... Continue Reading →
Momma Mim blogging today. I just had to vent. Why can't things look the same when you get them as they did on the web site. This was suppose to be beige - not Cafe Au Lait brown. And no where in the description did it mention the tail. Sigh! Well, I guess I will... Continue Reading →
Sherlock blogging today. Let me start off by saying the only reason I insisted Momma Mim turn on the telly was because I heard the Belmont Steaks was on. I always enjoy a good steak. Â I was very delighted to learn horses were involved. Some of my best friends are horses. I bark at the... Continue Reading →
Sherlock blogging today. Fudge my life! Last night we were hanging out at bed time waiting for Momma Mim to do this weird thing humans do with getting ready to sleep. [If they would just turn in a circle for four or five times, lay down, and close their eyes, it would go a lot... Continue Reading →
Sherlock penning today. Are you ready to see the very definition of cute? Are you ready to go awwwww to the point you almost pass out? Â Are you ready to cry tears of joy because you have feasted your eyes on the most precious video ever? Well, sit down, grab a tissue and watch this... Continue Reading →
Shasta with you today. Momma Mim tries. And sometimes she gets it right. Other times she really messes up. Take naming her dogs for example. She tagged me properly. When I was a pup and came to live with her, I was a pretty brown and they told her I would be big. She immediately... Continue Reading →
Sherlock and Shasta chatting today; Sherlock: Oh my gosh! Shasta! OMG! Shasta! SHASTA! It's awful. It's horrid. It's unthinkable. Shasta: Slow down there my favorite Fruit Cake. What is wrong with you? Sherlock: I missed the Westminster Dog Show!!! Shasta: It's okay. Mom can load it up for you on the telly to watch. Chill.... Continue Reading →
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