Dog Dignity (Not So Much)


Elizabeth came to us with a messed up eye. She looked like she was always winking (my mother always said never trust a person who winks). I suppose we could have returned her to the breeder ( that was never going to happen!). Her eye lashes curled in when they should curl out which required surgery.

Anyway, here she is doing her best to stay calm and carry on. The vet warned us her eye would look worse before getting better. We felt sorry for her and let Elizabeth sleep with us. Two adults, an affectionate, bed-hog dog and a plastic cone. My husband moved to the couch after  a while (he didn’t want to trouble Elizabeth’s sleep).



On the One Cold Day


On the one cold day the outcast rooster nobody likes gave me his sad eyes.


Claire complained of cold feet as did the aloof white rooster who seems to get along with everyone in the barnyard.


I searched high and low for my barnyard companion Oliver the cat . . .


And found the naughty animal where he wasn’t supposed to be . . .


I have no idea how long our “outside” cat napped on my bed or who let him sneak in, but isn’t he cute?