My son’s dog
My son’s dog, Beatrix the Chihuahua, is just not a morning person.
I am in here.
My son’s dog, Beatrix the Chihuahua, is just not a morning person.
Wandering around the house this afternoon dragging around a chihuahua attached to my foot — Peter is away for New Year’s and left her in our care and she loves to attack my feet as I walk — I thought (among many other things, mostly to do with chihuahuas) that it would be lovely to … Continue reading The first day of the year
… of me taking Beatrix the Chihuahua for a walk this morning.
I love that there is a whole day here dedicated to gratitude. I could spend a whole day making up a list of things that I am grateful for, and still miss a few items. The first things that I can think of to be grateful for are warm houses and Chihuahuas. (Peter was … Continue reading Thanksgiving, 2008