A Dog's Life

Dear Diary,


My human, who calls herself Mom, has lost her marbles.  No,  really.  I knew she was kind of wacky when on our walks she started putting my defecation in bags and bringing it home with us.  One day she's yelling at me for doing such a thing on the floor, next day she's dragging it home from afar.  Who can figure her out?

But I put up with her and her shenanigans because she does toss me  some pretty tasty treats once in a while.  However... the lady has a lot of fun at my expense. 

This outfit's five years old for crying out loud!  I've put on a few pounds since then.  When I heard her saying "oh, Gracie... look what I found..." I knew I was in trouble.  But what the heck, gotta keep  her happy.

It wasn't bad enough that she poured me into a dress that barely fits... but then she parades me outside for all the world to see.  Ugh!

I'm going to bed now and I'm going to try to forget this day ever happened.  Gracie.

Yard sale in the neighborhood

Right in the middle of cleaning the house I noticed (as I peeked out the window) that there was a yard sale in the neighborhood so I grabbed my pocketbook and ran.

This stand that I picked up for $3 freed up some space in my hall closet.  I can never resist little stands or tables...  my mindset is always... "I'll find something I can use it for..."  And I did!

I finally put my dried  wildflowers together to make an arrangement.  It was more work than worth if you ask me, but here they are...  Don't mind me.  Seeing summer wind down is always sad for me...  

So I pruned my very-dry- and-dead hydrangea bush.  I'd never done this before, and later did research on how to do it. It probably should have been done weeks ago.  I hope it blooms okay next year.

Remember how pretty they were at 

the beginning of summer?

 *sniff, sniff*  

I always feel better if I can move furniture 

around a bit.  So I switched chairs with Gracie. 

 Yes, she has her own recliner...  

Gracie hates change.  

Best Friend

Darn it.  I forgot to take pictures.


Anyway...  yesterday I had dinner with a friend I hadn't seen in a good 25 years.  She was my best friend in grade school/junior high/and part of high school.   It's amazing how years pass and people change and yet memories of days gone by are so vivid.


We evolve from who we've been to who we are now... and the people who were once in our lives played a big part in developing our character...  whether we know it or not.


Thank you friend.  For hot summer nights sleeping on your front porch in sleeping bags, talking about boys, and eating bags full of candy.


Thank you friend.  For loaning me your clothes, including me on family outings, and teaching me how to 'get a guy'. LOL.


Thank you friend.  For making me laugh till I cried, sticking by me at camp when I didn't make friends as easily as you did, and sharing in my terror at the huge spiders that clung to the side of our tents at night.


Thank you friend.  For the many sleepovers, homemade chocolate cake made by your mom, and for always meeting me halfway when we'd go to each other's house.


Thank you friend.  For sharing you're 'today' with you're bestie from the 'past'.  It was great.