Tavish Holiday Tip #63
As is tradition around these parts, it’s time for the annual unveiling of our holiday card.Tavish Holiday Tip #63
So, your dog’s been skunked
So, your dog’s been skunked. What should you do? (Aside from cursing the day you were born, of course.)
First and foremost, do not – I repeat DO NOT – let your dog back into your house. (Friends, I’m essentially writing this post for Past Me, in hopes that a rip in the space-time continuum will allow me to warn her of the events that transpired on November 18 and prevent her from opening that patio door. If she’d only known what Tavish had been up to out there…)
You’ve already let him back in the house, haven’t you? I’m sorry to report that it’s too late for you. There’s only one way out.So, your dog’s been skunked
That Guy! tells all
Today, I have a very special treat for you. In honor of our fifth Tavishversary, my husband (or, as I assume Tavish calls him, “That Guy!!”) has authored today’s Tavish-tastic tribute. I’ll let him take… That Guy! tells all
He thinks he’s people
It’s been a while, so it seemed like a good time to share a Tavish. I’ve been busy with my other blog child, but I’ve got some new posts in the works for you. It’s… He thinks he’s people
Looking for the silver whining
Stop the presses!* It has only been two weeks since my last blog, and I’m already back. I mean, i can’t promise I’ll make this a habit, but… Anyway, today I decided to turn my… Looking for the silver whining
Tavish holiday tip #47
I know I’ve been notably light on the caroldies (and the blogging in general) this year, but I couldn’t let the holidays pass without sharing our traditional holiday tip. So, without further ado… Tavish Holiday… Tavish holiday tip #47
One-fifth score & Tavish ears ago
It’s this guy’s Gotcha Day! We’ve enjoyed four pretty awesome years together. I’m a pretty lucky gal. As a Tavishversary present, I told Tavish I’d try to post on the blog more often. Hold me to… One-fifth score & Tavish ears ago
Tales of a neighborhood Facebook page
We live in a society. And in a society? There are rules.
I’m woman enough to admit that I don’t know it all. As a dog-having person living in a neighborhood, who can I turn to advice? How will I find out the social norms and expectations of my community so that I don’t end up cast out to survive on my own in the wild with nothing but my sixteen-pound dog for warmth?
Enter the neighborhood Facebook page.Tales of a neighborhood Facebook page