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 →
Mexicans know how to do magic. Fortunately they choose to use their powers for good not evil. I went exploring in the car with the dogs today. I was taking random streets of a village two over from mine and enjoying the vibrant lively neighborhoods. I was paying close attention to directional signs because so... 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 →
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. I was very delighted to learn horses were involved. Some of my best friends are horses. I bark at the... 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 →
Shasta writing today. I know that you have heard that we dogs have a great sense of smell, but Sherlock is convinced he has a great sense of taste too. The coconut head can taste TV. He insists on hanging that long tongue of his out of his mouth every now and then to get the... 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 speaking to you today. Shasta and I have just a few more days to perfect our plans for catching the Santa human this year. Last year, due to something I am sure was Shasta's fault, we missed the guy. And honestly, we are both more excited about getting our bark on at his reindeer... Continue Reading →
Shasta reporting in today. Go ahead and awwwww. I was cute from day one. (For those of you who will want to buy me a birthday gift in the future, I was born on February 23rd, 2009.) I was a rescue from a puppy mill in Tennessee but the great people at Poodle Rescue of... Continue Reading →
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