Life and poodles in Mexico. An expat's journey to living without the local language and with three horses of dogs. .
His name is Sherlock. No Ship Sherlock Shane Sepahpur to be exact. And can that boy ever play!!! He plays with my dirty socks. He plays with his reflection in the glass at night. He plays with opossums that are playing dead. He plays with my mind. If it exists he can probably find a... Continue Reading →
Grooming day!!! The day only day I am dog free and I can go eat at a restaurant that doesn’t allow dogs and get major errands done. I needed furniture. Specifically a sofa. My bony butt can’t handle the willow bench any more that has been the only seating option since I moved months ago... Continue Reading →
For three months after I moved to Mexico I didn't have a car. But, with the lovely weather and amazing visuals, the dogs and I loved the walks to restaurants, stores, and the plaza. Wanting the full no-car experience, I decided to carry a load of laundry to the place that was doing my washing... Continue Reading →
Momma Mim being allowed to blog today: The results are in. The average dog is as smart as the average two year old human. So my advice today goes for bare skinned, as well as fur covered, kids. Put this to memory: if you don't want to do something for the rest of your life,... Continue Reading →
Sherlock: Hello to all. Sherlock and Shasta here to share our New Year Revolutions. Shasta: It is resolutions, you goof ball. Sherlock: What fun is that? Watch this - I make at least 20 revolutions in less than a minute in it - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNZ-3c3ETSk Shasta: As impressed with yourself as you are, it doesn't change... Continue Reading →
Sherlock sharing today. There are many things that earn me the name Super Standard Sherlock - Defender of Poodle-kind. Take my tongue for example. As you can see from the photo above, it is epic. My human thinks I have it out so much because it is hot here in Houston, but I am really... Continue Reading →
