"Hey Arthur! You are growing quickly! What would like to be when you grow up?" "An astronaut. Or maybe a D.J.," he replied. Everybody wants to be a D.J. I just want to be a drummer.

Not many people know this, but Juno is devout spiritual being. She follows the path of Cheeses. Worshiping nightly, she prays for the coming of Cheeses, while MWD ministers an amuse-bouche in the kitchen. "Like an angel descending from heaven, Cheeses makes its way from the great Mount Kitchen Island, and behold, lands directly on […]

Alls I'm sayin' is, if this dude comes hippity hoppity down your lane, knocks on your door with those tiny arms and paws, and calls himself the Easter Bunny, ask to see his ID. Filed under: Things you see across from a Christian Church in Santa Cruz Mountains

I don't know about ya'll but I keep holding my breath waiting for Sean Spicer to lose his shit on National TV.  I get dizzy watching him spin on every episode of "Survivor: The White House."   Any bets on how long he'll last?

I made the mistake and didn't get Juno vaccinated. She caught it from Loki. And now she looks like this. It's real! It's contagious! Vaccinate your dogs against crackerienosis today! Yup, this is a re-post! 

"Hey Daddy-O! Who’s that doggin’ us at the end of the road? He doesn’t seem to care if we know it or not."

Is that a rake or a shovel that Mr. Wild Dingo carries? Neither!

We had some rather strange weather for Northern California these last two days: rain! 

I guess the joke is on me. Sigh. It's like I've never owned a Siberian Husky before.