Mexican sage has the power to make even the biggest criminals appear royally innocent - 249/365 "My name is Juno! My hobbies include masticating Danskos, books, purses, passports, Mini Coopers, magazines, dental floss, yoga mats, yoga pants, toilet paper, glasses, flip flops, boots, pens, mouses, keyboards, sneakers, postal mail, cardboard boxes, files, blue masking tape and […]
TGIF - 229/365 "Hey cupcake, your boots sure are laced up tight. What's your hurry?" "It's Friday Daddy-O! Just keep your claws sharp, fall in and dig the happenings!" (I think the sibe heard I was planning chicken shepherd's pie and butternut squash risotto for the weekend.)
Family Day Hike with Mr. Wild Dingo, the cracker & the criminal! 217/365 Family Day, a Sunday tradition we started while living in Switzerland. On Sundays in Switzerland, everything is shut down and you aren't allowed to make noise or run power tools.
Plundering Smooches - 203/365 The barbarian, Mr. Wild Dingo, storms Castle Paws-n-Tails to plunder some fond farewell smooches from the reluctant Siberian Princess.
185/365 "Hey Daddy-O. Check out that squirrel shootin' us the moose eyes? That oughta motivate your piechopper. Maybe even give him the long good-bye." "Cupcake, I hear you five by five. He sure is cruisin' for a bruisin'. But deal me out. I gotta play the Iceberg act while the boss is around." NB: […]
Flowering Vine in Santa Cruz Mountains 182/365 Poor Juno. She's had one hell of a weekend. It started off with the fox tail surgery on Friday. On Saturday, after I wrote her post, we took a walk along one of our favorite quiet roads in the mountains. It's a semi-private road that is maintained by […]
I am Siberian Husky - 181/365 Two things Siberian huskies are known for: grudges and drama. She said "no" to a Salmon dinner, jerky treats and turkey breast. She whined and paced all day into the evening. And she watched the door for Mr. Wild Dingo. A surprising behavior given her complex relationship with him. […]