Sunday, February 22, 2009

Java goes home!

Java's family just came to get her. She is an escape artist. We were just glad to get her back with her family because they obviously care a lot about her.

The dog that followed us home




This morning while Chaco and I were out running, a dog loping along the other way decided to join us. This happens periodically. I tried to figure out where her home was and she had a collar but no tags. I brought her home and put out signs in the area and we're hoping her owners will call. She is a great dog and is chewing a bone as I write.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Making a quilt...not to be accomplished without the dogs




I made a quilt yesterday and when I went to take the photos this morning, Chaco and Hattie wanted to be in them. I think Nestle is nowhere to be seen because I spent most of yesterday, while I was sitting at the sewing machine, asking her to go away. She had an idea that it was the time to want to climb into my lap. And she wasn't much better when I had a hot iron in my hand...

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Daisy's new life






I was in Naperville last week to check on Daisy's progress with Mom. She has become quite the barker! She barked when I put my luggage in the car at the airport, when I arrived at Mom's house throughout the week, and when I took my luggage out at the airport to return to Albuquerque. She is a happy girl! Of the photos above, one is blurry because Ginger nudged my elbow as I was taking one of Daisy. I know that was a message!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Vote for Hattie!

I've entered Hattie in the Bissell Most Valuable Pet Photo Contest. Please vote for her!

Monday, January 19, 2009

January stuff



I've been slacking– I didn't realize it had been almost three weeks since I posted last. Mostly all has been quiet around the Linn-Gust house (translation, no recent visits to the vet). Hattie has been hanging out on the deep end of the pool. She loves to roll around on the pool cover. I wish I could join her but I stepped on it once and ended up with wet feet. Hattie obviously weighs much less than I do. Nestle is her usual self, proving she has no sense of personal space as she stood on top of me while I was reading a book not too long ago.