Gorgeous weather today, and Rosy was very happy to lie in the dirt while I worked on the Victorianna. Having assembled the towers, I moved on to the small peaked roof. Normally the Victorianna’s top floor has two triangular sections, with the roof dipping down to floor level in between them. I added a piece… Keep reading »
This year for Halloween, Rosy is a friendly monster. The eyes and horns are supposed to go up over her head like a hood but she isn’t having any of that. So, she’s a two-headed monster. This will be our first year not attending the Marin Humane Society’s Halloween party (in fact, I’m not sure… Keep reading »
Rosy opening a Christmas present, the only way she knows how…
Paying homage to her early days at San Quentin, Rosy dressed up as a jailbird — err, jail-greyhuahua — this year for Halloween. Posing for her mug shot at the Humane Society’s annual Howl-o-ween party. She ain’t afraid of no ghosts. This was Rosy’s fifth year attending the party, and “bobbing for bones” remains the… Keep reading »
It’s been a while since I posted a too long, questionably entertaining video of my dog doing something inane. Without further ado, I present: ROSY EATS A CHERRY TOMATO!! (The tomato was ripe. It’s a “green grape” variety.) Music credit: “Run Amok” by Kevin MacLeod (incometech.com).
Geoff’s mom sent him a MxyKikker wind-up bug for Christmas — and specifically said “this is not a toy for Rosy.” Of course, anything that moves becomes a dog toy in this house. Looks like the bug won this round…
WARNING: My last post about Rosy’s tongue was kind of cute. Today’s is kind of gross. Just putting that out there. So on November 4, I took Rosy to the vet for her annual check-up. While there, she panicked (as she usually does) and started panting heavily, which led the vet to notice some cuts… Keep reading »
Last week Rosy went to the vet for her annual check-up. As usual, she had a mild panic attack at the vet’s office, which resulted in heavy panting, and because her mouth was wide open the vet noticed a couple of cuts that suggested she’d bitten her tongue at some point. The doctor asked me… Keep reading »
Rosy’s Grammy sent a chick toy for Easter. It has metal contacts on the bottom and when you touch both contacts with your finger — or, say, your tongue — it chirps. Not an actual dog toy, but those are always the most fun. Initially, she was somewhat suspicious. But in time she realized that… Keep reading »
This happens several times a day, every day. Awesome.
Rosy’s Grammy pointed out that it’s been a long time since Rosy made an appearance on the blog. That’s because 1) I figure no one else *really* finds her quite as cute and infinitely amusing as I do, and 2) I’ve been a lazy bum. But today we’re rectifying that with an epic (albeit grainy)… Keep reading »
According to Time Magazine, Americans spent an estimated $370 million on pet costumes this Halloween. I am part of the problem. Note to self: flat hats and round heads don’t mix. Like last year’s pumpkin, the costume came from Old Navy. It’s a size small with a few modifications to the velcro and the hat.… Keep reading »
A brief video taken on graduation day of Small Dogs Wanna Have Fun, a 6-week class Rosy recently attended at the Marin Humane Society. (Warning: I suggest muting the sound. My “you can do it!” voice is embarrassingly squeaky.) This class, which we also took about a year ago, is basically an excuse for a… Keep reading »
Rosy: “What am I, Mr. Duck? Will we ever really know?”Duck: “Not bloody likely, kid.” For Christmas, Rosy bought me and Geoff a Wisdom Panel Insights DNA test… using my credit card. It cost $65 and involved swabbing her cheek to get a sample (she loved that part), sending the sample off to a lab,… Keep reading »
I mainly made this video for Rosy’s grandparents, but after spending an hour getting the music* to sync up I felt like it deserved a wider audience. Hey, we’ll let her think she’s a star. At last year’s Halloween party, the treats floated in the bowl. This year, not so much. The amazing thing is… Keep reading »
Yes, it’s true. I’m an incredibly cruel dog mom.
I’ve had this green(ish) chair for more than ten years. It’s seen better days. As such, it’s the only piece of furniture Rosy’s allowed on, and usually only when she’s invited up to sit with me. But today she was sleeping when I got up, looking much too cute to be disturbed… It sure was… Keep reading »
Rosy, who we think is a greyhuahua (chihuahua plus Italian greyhound), is taking an Agility for Fun class at the Marin Humane Society. Geoff brought the camera to last week’s class to try to get some pictures of our little athlete in motion. Lesson learned: with your average off-the-shelf camera, it’s hard to get a… Keep reading »
I’ve been limping along on the Infinite Possibilities Porch… mostly because the color choices are driving me crazy. I initially wanted a periwinkle blue house with some kind of peachy trim and a reddish door. Glidden’s color coding led me to believe that all of these colors would work well together. But alas, it was… Keep reading »
Lucky Rosy, she got to open a few presents on Christmas Eve. The stylish coat was made for her by my mom. Even accessorized with a Christmas bow, it’s much more dignified than the elf suit. So far, the Frosty squeaky toy is her favorite… even more than the wrapping! Little does she know, Santa… Keep reading »